Strip clubs of days past
impala
The People's Republic of Pennsylvania
Tuesday, May 1, 2018 6:24 AM
Was sitting around the other night at an over priced and underwhelming strip club and thought back of some of the clubs I use to hit years ago. Thinking about it I realized that my favorite clubs of days past don't even exist anymore. There were a couple that I really miss. One was called The In Between Lounge near Wilkes Barre PA. It was a nice little go go bar that depending on the girl just about anything went on. The other was a place called Sammys Hideaway outside of Berwick PA, where I fell in love many times (but usually for only 3 minutes at a time). Of course those times were different, cameras were non-existent, and everyone was there just to have a good time. One by one, though, all of my old clubs have either closed or changed ownership/management and for practically sake no longer exists.
Anyone else have some memories of clubs that aren't there anymore?
Anyone else have some memories of clubs that aren't there anymore?
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The MSC is now long gone but was among the craziest clubs I've ever been to. Seriously, you felt like you were in the bad scene of a David Lynch movie. It was so dank. So red, yet dark. And the girls were angry, but up for anything. Once I negotiated a CBJ and 2-3 minutes into it she pulls off, flips around and says "put it in my ass." I think she was just too lazy to finish the BJ and she put the burden of effort on me. But it was a holy shit moment (and actually fit in with no lube other than her mouth)
But I miss that first experience at MBOT much more than the MSC. I wouldn't mind having the old MSC back because I don't think any place like it any more. But it wasn't she-devils and demon-whores at the MBOT that first night in the early 90s, it was a hundred angels (literally the looked like they could be in a VS 'Angels' ad as from what I remember they were all wearing lace panties and matching tops); all were smiling, rubbing their hands on you, gently nibbling your ear, being so, so friendly but not hustling (then again, maybe that IS how the devil comes.) I haven't been in years but every time in I did in the last decade, it was old tired looking ex-pornstar types with slightly too big fake tits and just a complete lack of enthusiasm for anything other than the hustler.
Then again there was El Centro, basically a Latin-American brothel in jungle-like setting 15 min from the Miami airport. Had a few great times there, then I think there was a gang shooting. But super friendly dances with positive attitudes, also up front anything (and probably human-trafficking victims so early-90s MBOT is still where I'd steer the Wayback Machine)