We had been made guests of honor by the one and only Joey Martini of The Peek-A-Boo Revue. The conversation was short and to the point:
Joey M: “Christa & I will be emceeing Delilah’s Entertain….”
Me: “Jesus, man! When and how much!?”
This event called for a little class and sophistication. Kingpin, Skinny Pete and I strolled through Delilah’s door like a roving gang of semi-coordinated thugs; black shirts with red ties, or in Kingpin’s case a full fire engine red three-piece suit. “You know…you look like Kriss Kringle on a summer retreat,” Skinny Pete said to Kingpin with a grin. “No time for wise cracks! There’s strippers to be seen!” I belted out while triumphantly marching towards the unclothed goddesses.
An intoxicating primal instinct took hold as we made our way into an alluring room that was lit with hues of red and blue. It was a multilevel mirrored marvel, constructed for the sole purpose of entertaining guests from all angles. Men gathered around the stage, puffing on cigars, prepared for a night of sexual seduction and ecstasy of the mind. Others retreated to dimly lit tables where they received massages from beautiful women. We decided to set up camp by an open space near the stage; close but not too close. After all, we were here as quiet observers. “THIS IS AMAZING!” shouted Kingpin as his head darted back and forth trying to take everything in…so much for quiet observers.
As the show began, I quickly realized this was more than a night of high heels and pretty women. It was the beginning of a savage, hormone fueled evening, that would push and pull our minds until we broke down into drooling boys. Throughout the night we were tantalized by spectacular dark and dirty performances by Mikayla, Layla, Wynter, Rosalia, Dominique, Luna, and Anastasia. The kind that kept a crowd on edge, eagerly aching for more. Skinny Pete whirled around the room snapping photos of the action trying to keep pace. He returned sweaty and out of breath with a doughy eyed look. “I feel like…I just had some kind of marathon sex,” said Pete as he took a long drag of a cigarette.
The onlookers were eerily quiet, mesmerized by the sexual allure that brought a room to it’s knees. Everyone stared in awe at the Cirque du Soleil style performances that combined beauty, nudity, and talent. Each act brought a dark fantasy to real life: bondage, fetish, super hero, and naughty school girls. All the things we saved for bedroom talk were now in our faces for public consumption. Men shifted their feet back and forth, while women twirled their hair. As each act ended, everyone knew what they wanted to do, but couldn’t. It was then that Joey Martini and Christa Dagger pounced on stage and masterfully entertained the crowd while foxy women in pink bikinis and white dresses stormed the room.
As the night came to a close, there was a thick tension in the air as the emcees announced the winners. The first runner up, Rosalia, and second runner up, Layla, received hefty cash prizes, though the winner of the evening was the talented Wynter who received the coveted $7000 prize. It was an incredible night and aside from my fascination with strip clubs, I also understood the importance of them too. They were the unwritten definition of the American Dream. Work hard, make money; work smart, make more.
The bottom line:
A giant THANK YOU to Joey Martini and Christa Dagger of the Peek-A-Boo Revue, as well as Delilah’s for taking the time to invite us to this fantastic event. We highly recommend this place. The girls are wonderful, cheerful, and entertaining. As for the entertainer of the year it was an incredible artistic performance where talent meets nudity.
Also, I have to give a shout out to Liydaar from the Lavatory Assistance. These guys are a class act in their own, don’t forget to tip them! Now serving Delilah’s and G-lounge.