The following evening I found myself inside of Club Vault. It was a high ended strip club, but more like a club. It was crowded, people were back to back. It was a twenty one and up club. However I hadn't even been carded. I guess that rule only applied to the guys. I paid half price and walked in, followed by Sara and Camilla.
The atmosphere was meant to intoxicate, it did the trick. Painted women hung from cages randomly, as they danced. The black light made certain areas glow, while others grew darker for people seeking privacy. The waiters and waitresses were all topless and the bottoms they wore left little to the imagination. The club was jumping. If I weren't here on business I would definitely enjoy myself.