Comments by chitownlawyer (page 16)

As I settle into my mid 40s, I can think of another reason why I find younger girls attractive...they appeal to my sense of nostalgia for my lost youth by reminding of girls I knew when I was young. Once I saw a checkout girl in the supermarket who looked like one of my high school girlfriends. I thought to myself whether it actually could have been my high school girlfriend, then it occurred to me...you dope, she's 30 years older than that....just like you are. Frequently I'll see a dancer and think how much she looks like a girl I knew in high school, college or law school.

BookGuy: Believe me, that was just circumstantial luck on my part. From time time I had my first DFK at 13, first HJ at 15, first BJ later that year, and finally lost my virginity at my girlfriend's senior prom during my next year of high school, every "next step" I took was based solely on the initiative of my female partner. I was so scared of girls that, if it had been up to me, my only romantic partner would be Mr. Hefner's latest discovery. However, once I found I had some competence at each level of performance, I did pick up some confidence....

Yes, Doug, that was "Mandy Sue", who told us that she would rather not get a dance from any married man in the club. As you pointed out at the time, that would probably rule out 3/4 of the trade...and, I would point out, close to 90% of those who were actually buying dances.

John Goodman and Mark McGuire are said to frequent the club I usually go to in the STL area, although I have never seen either one of them. I do not hear good things about Goodman. August Busch III, president of Anheuser-Busch, is said to frequent the club next door, and is considered by the dancers to be polite and good company.

And, Chandler, you also speak truthfully when you say that DFK is the new "home run." That is certainly the case with dancers. It is nothing for a dancer to rub your dick through your pants, even to the point of climax, or to kiss your dick through your pants. And, in a market of any size, you can find a place where at least one dancer (usually the one that all the other girls "hate") will give you a HJ, BJ, or even FS. But DFK* is indeed the "last frontier." As I said several months ago in a different thread, the dancer's main object during a dance is to avoid coming into contact with the customer's jizz, and to avoid real intimacy--which, in turn, means avoiding DFK at all costs. I get DFK from a dancer about every 12-18 months. It usually leaves me confused and dizzy for at least a couple of days. *DFK, in this contact, only included FK with a dancer that you would freely choose to kiss outside the strip club. Kissing a dancer who is ugly, old, or emotionally demented, or any of those three, does not count.

Indeed you are right, Chandler...there were rich girls who were fucking in high school---they just weren't fucking me. As I recall, most of them in high school went out with guys in college who at the time seemed very sophisticated, worldly, etc. When I was 20 and a junior in college, I realized I was just as goofy as those college men had been, and I thought the idea of college guys going after high school girls (usually as "targets of opportunity") was kind of pathetic. In fact, on the campus of my Major Big Ten State University, there was a specific hangout that was known for girls from the local high schools who could be picked up by undergraduate men. It sounded fraught with danger, esp. when one of the "prestige" fraternity houses got shut down for having parties where underaged girls from town got screwed.

FONDL, I'm not going to argue with you, esp. since are about 15 years older than I am, and have personal memories about a period of time that I've just heard/read about...HOWEVER, from time immemorial, up until Roe v. Wade, there was a brisk trade in this country in the adoption of offspring who were produced by high school girls "from good families" who "got in trouble." Roe v. Wade changed that situation to what it was when I was in high school...as my mother told me in those days..."Rich girls have abortions; poor girls have babies." The point is, someone had to be screwing, to produce all those American-born foundlings who were adopted by infertile American couples. Even looking at my own family tree for the past couple of hundred years, I see a remarkable phenomenon of "prematurity" among first born children. What's up with that....I've never read about stars appearing over the roofs of farmhouses across the upper Midwest. Chandler, my experience was the same as yours...there were well-off "good" girls who didn't screw in h.s....and the white trash "bad" girls, from my kind of people, who did. I think that's why I still have a great attraction to girls who seem a little (or a lot) "trashy" and "nasty."

For example, extrapolating for "strip club conditions," I have no doubt that I'd be all over 3, 6, and 9 if I saw them in a club (esp. 9, who looks like a real sweetheart), and probably 2. I have seen enough girls either leaving work, or on their way into work, to realize that the way they look on the main floor of a club may be the biggest fantasy of all.

I have to commend Dancers Showclub, Indy, for the authenticity of their site. I have personally met all but two of the dancers that they show.

Now Chandler, you know that make-up, low lights, and male horniness do wonders for a woman's looks. I have no doubt that if I'd been in Treasures on the day of the raid, I would have been pleased to be inside a chair fort with at least half of them. I do have to say, though, there seems to be a shortage of dermatologists in Houston...I'm amazed by the predominance of broken out complexions. Must be a result of the heavy makeup and low lights.

I'm not sure that I'd agree with your premise that clubs play mostly rap. The clubs that I go to play a mix of music that depends largely on the dj. Actually, I hear a lot of the 80s pop music that was popular when I was in college. However, they also play rock from the 70s and 80s. To the extent that you do hear a lot of rap music at strip clubs, I suspect that it's because that's the kind of music that predominates in terms of what is currently being produced. I don't go to "straight" or "regular" nightclubs, but I suspect that rap is the kind of music you will hear at least as much as any other. That certainly seems to be the main kind of music that I hear coming from the vehicles driven by people in their teens or twenties, be they white or black. By the way, as an "old guy" in my mid-40s, I suspect that my impression of what constitutes "rap" is a lot broader than it is for the cognescenti. I don't doubt that I call certain music "rap" that a 20 year old would call "hip-hop" or some other descriptive that I don't even know...kind of like the generation older than me dismissing 70s Carpenters' music as "rock."

Exactly correct, Chandler...how can you get the benefits of being a regular (principally, guaranteed attention from women that you know are good dancers), but the freedom to move about without prior entanglements encroaching on you? The answer probably is that you can't.

Almost all dancers I have ever met are severely math-challenged...so much so that it almost seems unfair to include stories about them screwing up math calculations under this category.

Book Guy, I graduated from high school in 1980, and I must have gone to a much more wild school than you did. All couples going steady were assumed to be having sex. There were several student/teacher couples, including the guy in my class who moved in with the cheerleading coach the day after graduation (25 years later, they are happily married.) There was news when certain girls were gone from school for a couple of days because they were having abortions. And prom was considered a time for all people to have sex (I lost my virginity the night of my year-older girlfriend's senior prom). One of my funniest memories from high school is of one of my friends running down a crowded hall at passing time yelling, at the top of his lungs, "She had it! She had it", referring to his girlfriend and her monthly visitor. I also remember a couple of high school friends signing away paternal rights following situations that didn't work out so well, and led to adoptions. . There must have been a resurgence of puritanism after I graduated from high school. I'm glad I missed it.

Dont' be greedy, Chandler. You can't draw "LA Woman" every time.

Within the realm of realistic possibility: A "10" strip club would have A reasonable cover ($5.00 or less); Reasonable drink prices (ideally, no greater than those found in other bars/taverns) A wide diversity of girls, so that I would have a decent chance of finding at least a couple that appealed to me; Dancers who provided very high contact; A VIP area that provides truly private areas for dances; A clientele with a minimum of the hootin'-n-hollerin' type; Music played at a volume that permits comfortable conversation for the 2/3 of the seating furthest from the stage; DJ's whose focus is on the dancers, and who don't fancy themselves unappreciated comedians; A large enough contingent of dancers that I have no difficulty selecting one from the group that I find truly attractive.

Chandler has acquainted me with a club where a mother-daughter pair dance on opposite shifts. Unfortunately, neither of them should be dancing, and the daughter is less dance-worthy than the mother.

This is a somewhat long-term strategy, but what has worked for me is remembering things she has mentioned about herself, and bringing them up...kids, pets, etc.

In my opinion, OTC is done only when all doubts against it are resolved. If you have any second thoughts, don't do it. It sounds like you may have already made a decision in that direction, anyway. With all due respect to Book Guy, I'd stay away from a bidding war. Like bad fish, substandard pussy doesn't get better as it gets cheaper. And, as we all know, sometimes cheap (or free) pussy is the most expensive of all.

I think that I am seen, in the club where I am a regular, as generous to my girl of that night. I typically spend time with two or four girls during an evening, but only have extended VIP sessions with one or two. So, if a dancer can get my interest, she will be on her way to having a reasonably good night....but I'm not throwing money at every girl in the club. This thread (or at least my response to it) sort of dovetails into a topic I raised a couple of weeks ago. I think that, if you want to guarantee that, whenever you go into a club, you will get the quick attention of at least a couple of girls who appeal to you, you do need to be known for spending a little bit of money. As much as I see myself as a scintillating conversationalist in the best tradition of the Algonquin Club and William F. Buckley, that's not why the girls are there.

In about 10-12 years in the hobby, I've met one "10". Not ot say that other girls might not fit the bill, but here is what reality has looked like so far: Persian--European features, but Mediterranean olive complexion. Dark eyes. Long straight black hair, about 5'10 and probably 135 pounds. Cup size A to a small B with breasts so perky she didn't need a bra for support, and puffy nipples. Flar belly, and hips a little wider than most would find ideal. Landing strip. Enthusiastic and not afraid of the sentimental parts of my anatomy. A fresh approach to her work and life. Light extras preceded by an extended DFK make-out session. Complimentary clean-up afterward. God bless her. That single VIP in a club in Atlanta may well be the last thing on my mind when I go to my reward.

The odds are ten times greater that she will pull you down into her life as that you will lift her up into yours. I agree--bad idea. The idea of brief associations for mutual gain should not, however, be rejected out of hand. I'd recommend a hotel, however, rather than either party's residence.

Waitresses have been of great help to me over the years. I usually tip $2 on a $6.50 cocktail.

Book Guy: I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and assume that you meant "fleas and chegroes" rather than fleas and chiggers. This is 2007, after all. I assume that strip clubs are incredibly filthy places. I am shocked that I have never gotten sick after visiting one, but I just count that as luck of the draw. That does not, however, deter me in the least from patronizing them.

No. Take it from me, if you start off with the idea that you don't really want to go to law school, you won't really want to be a lawyer, either. To quote a famous judge: "[The law] is a jealous mistress, and requires a long and constant courtship. It is not to be won by trifling favors, but by lavish homage." The practice of law takes over your life, and if you can't throw yourself into it enthusiastically, you will be miserable at it. I have a good practice, but it took twenty years to build it up, with a lot of 70-80 weeks along the way (and continuing). Don't fall for the myth that all lawyers are rich...I know plenty of guys who are deep 25-30 years) into their careers, and are scraping by. I also know guys who, because they can't get business, have to work for other people, and at 25-35 years into the profession, are no more independent than a 12.50/hour assembler in a factory. DougS has the right idea...instead of trying to find something you "should" do for the sake of making money, look at what you like to do, and try to turn that into a way of making money. If you haven't read "What Color is Your Parachute," borrow the most recent copy from your public library, and do the exercises in it. But for God's sake, don't do something that it going to leave you in debt, equally unhappy, and maybe just as broke in the end.