Not to make it sound creepy but you know what I mean. Recently I went through the process, ran the system (as we do, as we do) and got a hot strippers number for OTC. But the next day I was just like, eh I don't care... I want to hit a new strip club tonight fuck it, let's see if I could do better. It's like the build up is better. There's a saying the best moment to losing your virginity is not the actual sex but the moment you realize this shit is actually GONNA HAPPEN.
There are brothels near me, all those West Babylon clubs, not strip clubs, but it's a bunch of girls sitting on couches, you take them to a room and fuck 'em. I don't have travel for mileage at all. But there's a part of me that it just feels like ordering a burger king. It's almost like the journey is more fun than the finish line.
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With the great wealth of options you enjoy, of course the easy lay will lose it's luster. (Where is this paradise of yours anyway?)
Stuck in an extras desert, a socially and sexually conservative hell hole, I sure get tired of the endless chase and appreciate every win I can eke out.
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Funny, I just stopped in one of those brothels last week before making my escape from LI. I’d considered waiting till I hit a conventional but extras friendly SC in NJ, but time was at a premium and this was directly on my way. No real “thrill of the chase” of course, but I was pleased at the nice selection of women all smiling up at me, hoping to be picked. Big change from my previous visit, which was at 11 am on the Monday after July 4. So it doesn’t hurt to mix it up a bit
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