After going past several joints, I stopped at one called, "Chateau du Sexe." I climbed the long flight of stairs to the second floor and entered. The doorman took a CDN$2.00 cover charge, and I sat down at a table close to the stage. It's a long, somewhat narrow room. The stage is in the middle with two poles at the front of the stage and a sort of stretching bar at the rear. Facing the stage, you see a long bar at the left, running from the stage to almost the rear of the room. Across from the bar are tables and across from the tables are some booths or "banquettes" where you can have a drink with a lady if you want. The lap dance area is in the rear with little private booths for the "danse contact."

I ordered a Pepsi for CDN$5.00 and sat down to watch the action. There were four or five ladies working that afternoon, and each took a turn on stage. I have to say, surprisingly, that it was really mild compared to Metro East. Oh, the girls took of their clothes and danced around the stage, of course. Several of them used the poles extensively. Most of them were better dancers than U.S. strippers and actually tried to keep time to the music. But they were nothing special-not as erotic as some here. They danced around. They all took their tops off, but only two removed their G-strings. They gave little contact to the customers sitting in chairs at the stage. Only one was interesting. She sort of crawled on the floor to the guys at the stage and kissed each one. Each time she kissed a guy, she wiped her mouth with a cloth. The trouble was, she was dragging the cloth on the floor as she crawled around. I stayed at my table. No thanks. With another stripper, several guys would lean over backwards with their heads on the stage facing up, and the stripper would kiss them. That was it. None of the breast in the face or head in the crotch action that we have here. Even the ones who took off their G-strings didn't perform the aggressive thrusting in your face that you see in Metro East. It was very forgettable.

I don't usually get lap dances, but figured I might as well try one out. They cost only CDN$10.00 up there. I picked a tall blond French woman with the stage name, "Kelly." She was about 5'9" and of course close to 6'0" in her high heels. She took me back to one of the private booths and waited for the music to start. When it did she started dancing close to me but not making much contact. She tried to be sexy, but I thought it was almost funny. Eventually she took off her top and said I could fondle her breasts, but that was all. She didn't really touch me at all. There was none of the grinding in the lap they do to you here. It was, to me, a parody almost of a Metro East lap dance. It was hard for me not to laugh, but at the end of her "action" I just thanked her and left the private area. I didn't give her a tip.

I had another Pepsi at the bar with a couple of Americans who were there. We discussed our experiences, and all were disappointed. One of the guys said that you didn't get much in Centreville. You had to go outside of town for the real action, where some of the joints were bordello quality, but I didn't have the time or the inclination. It's been a while since I've been to Metro East except for lunch with Jack at the Diamond Cabaret a couple of weeks ago, but Dollies, C-Mowe's and Roxy's as I remember them have nothing to worry about from Chateau du Sexe.