*Reggaeton beat*
... Girl you know you’re the finest thing that walked in the door
No es de extrañar por qué estoy tan orgullosa de decir mi amor
C’mon, sexy Latina mami you know you wanna get on the floor
Todas las mujeres españolas se levanto y
Bailando, bailando, bailando!
*fast merengue beat*
Levántese y baile ahora!
Panamá, Brasil, España, Ecuador
Levántese y baile ahora!
Cuba, Venezuela, El Salvador
Levántese y baile ahora!
Chile, Costa Rica, Puerto Rico
Levántese y baile ahora!
Perú, Colombia y Mexico...

The club’s packed tonight at the Latin Lounge in San Félisa, Los Angeles, California, a Spanish club where all forms of Spanish hip-hop, rhythm-and-blues, meringue, salsa, techno, club, trance, and a lot of reggaeton fills your ears. Each Thursday through Sunday night, different genres of music play. IE: Hip-Hop, R&B, and reggaeton on Fridays. Trance, techno, and club on Saturdays.
Oh yeah, and during the summer, Latin Lounge holds the “Calienté Califurnia Wet T-Shirt” contest every two weeks. Getting in the club during that event is almost impossible because of the accountability of personnel allowed inside the building (In accordance with the Fire Safety and San Félisa regulations).
In between the wet t-shirt contest week is a dancing contest. It’s a competition whereas a mix of salsa, meringue, and reggaeton plays at the contestant’s choice of genre and they would have to dance to whatever song the DJ plays. The winning decisions are based on the crowd’s reactive cheering at the end. There’s never a dull moment in the two-story club.
Like every other club on a weekend night, the place is not jammed pack until roughly eleven-o-clock. The waiting line to get in the club could take from thirty minutes to almost an hour. Yeah, it’s a pain in the neck to get in, but the wait is well worth it if you’re here to grind with a hot Latina or Latino.
This is where Chris met his girlfriend, Verónica one night while he was off-duty. He and his friends decided to stop by Latin Lounge one night while barhopping down the main strip of the city.
Verónica and her friends are regulars at the club and though they’re here to have fun, they always look for the hottest male to dance with. Sometimes, they compete against each other dancing on each side of a (lucky) guy they like. Verónica often has to compete with her girlfriends, but some may consider the gazelle an unfair match when she wears something to expose her busty cleavage. Is Verónica a cocky competitor? Absolutely. Her shirt explains it all.