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16 years ago
Geez, I've been to all kinds of clubs, including high mileage sure thing clubs, and I've even dated a couple of nymphos who couldn't get enough dick, but I've never had my underwear ripped off.
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16 years ago
Wish I hadn't given my number to ***** ITC, she's a good conversationalist, but OTC, she's disorganized, discombobulated, and a real ditz. She calls for stupid reasons.
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16 years ago
Just plain stupid. Ruled unconstitutional in Texas, yet they're gong to spend state money on lawyers to go after something with a low margin of success.
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16 years ago
Clubs always have college girls. Some would for a number involving a comma, but some never would. I remember one girl telling me she was close to getting her EMT certification. She wouldn't let me get anywhere near her tits, let alone her kitty.
The reason I stopped seeing my recent ATF was because although kitty was inferred, she wouldn't deliver. After two years, and several thousand, and no kitty? Time to find someone who does put out.
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16 years ago
Several for me:
1989-When Ricks was the definition of upscale and Playmates were coming pretty much exclusively from Texas. The law, at that time, allowed 16 year olds to strip and one was introduced on her 16th birthday. She was blonde and stunningly beautiful-the kind you usually see on the sidelines wearing a cheerleader outfit. I didn't get a LD from her, but I remember her for her stunning beauty and perfect physique.
Pink-who could've been my stepsister's twin, only with a personality. She brazenly showed me her kitty (in a topless club) and enthusiastically said "Yes!!" when I asked for a fuck (It's usually a "I don't know-you got money?" kind of thing). She fucked with gusto.
Kat-my ATF from 04-06. She loved how I ate pussy, so after I'd get her off a couple of times, she'd get me off.
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16 years ago
In the mid 90's, traveling through Lubbock, I checked out Players. The mileage was pretty low, but I struck up a friendship with a waitress. We ended up talking for hours.
She had a 7:30 a.m. exam and an hour round trip to home and to Texas Tech. My hotel, on the other hand, was just down the block and less than ten minutes from Tech.
In a platonic way, we went to my hotel room and shared the bed. There wasn't any sex, and truth be told, a single kiss-which was actually a peck.
It was a unique experience. I did have a really wild one night stand in San Fran, but she wasn't a stripper, and she left at sunrise.
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16 years ago
I went to a club recently with a VIP room. In most places, the managers try to keep the naughtiness to a minimum. Not only were we both fully nude, but we were fucking noisily. People came in and left about thirty seconds later, after hearing the creak creak noise of the couch and hearing my grunting and her moaning.
This is just this club, but I wonder if some other clubs are turning a blind eye?
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16 years ago
A couple of times I had the misfortune to run into an onetime military aquaintance at a joint I liked. I tried to avoid him, but he kept making this BIG scene about "THIS IS MY BUDDY!!" announcing it to everyone.
Later, at a military reunion, he had to tell everyone that he and I frequent the same strip joint.
Very uncool.
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16 years ago
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minnowAny place that interests me.
When the story breaks, remember that you read it here first, and that I told you.
1) For those of you who closely follow the league, do you remember that three NFL owners were required to drop their interest in gambling enterprises? This is key to the rest of this.
2) At first, when I noticed some irregularities, I thought it was just my imagination, so I watched closely-like those people who watch movies for boom mikes dangling above the actors in movies.
3) My radar went up in last year's playoffs when I saw Cowboy receivers drop balls actually delivered to their hands-8 times, so I watched closely and I saw moves not unlike those used in WWE wrestling matches.
4) NFL games are choreographed, like WWE matches are. The games are choreographed so as to meet/beat gambling points. For instance, the Giants were the least likely team to get to the Superbowl last year, and yet, guess who won it all?
5) Doing research, I found it was [coincidence?] that for at least the past ten years that the team that won the Superbowl had some soap opera storyline approached-for instance:
2000 Super Bowl-Kurt Warner goes from stockboy to winning Superbowl QB.
2001 Super Bowl-The Baltimore Ravens are led by [linebacker??] Ray Lewis to victory. Lewis had been in trouble for a murder occured in drive by shooting. Seeing the error of his ways after being aquitted of murder, he recommitted himself and led his team to victory.
2002 Super Bowl- Just months after the US is attacked the New England Patriots win the Super Bowl. How very red, white, and blue.
I could go on, but I think you see my point. Sooner or later, some player will spill the beans.
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15 years ago
In 1980, I hung out at a place called Showboat in downtown San Diego. The dancers there were porn actresses between movies. I made close friends with "Summer" and her roomate Shannon. Summer once took me to the ranch in Northern California where they then did porn shoots. She wouldn't let me watch her do the flick, but she must've done a bondage shoot because the next day she had bruises and she wore a long sleeved shirt and long pants (uncommon for her). I've searched for her on iafd but can't find her flicks. Shannon, on the other hand, you might remember as Savannah.
Anyway, the three of us were pals from 80 to 83, when San Diego started closing the downtown strip joints, all night theaters, and porn shops.
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16 years ago
I had a membership after finding out that Tricia Yen was an escort. I must have joined up days after she quit. I really wanted to do her.
Other than Violet Blue or Kitty, there's no other porn stars I'd want to do-if they were escorting that is.
Finding an escort on line is risky, so I'd only take the risk for a real payoff.
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16 years ago
I did a lot of mountain climbing in my teens, which worked well into my Spec Ops duties. By the time I was in my early 20's, I had become an expert and started rock climbing (much different than mountain climbing, it's more dangerous).
Anyway, a friend and I decided to climb Battleship Rock in the Jemez Wilderness in New Mexico. It's 1,200 feet straight up. We started early, and packed a lunch, knowing we would reach the top about lunch time. We also climbed without equipment as we were both quite experienced by then.
After lunch we were making our descent. I had gone down about 200 feet when I lost three points of contact. I was hanging by my right hand. Suddenly, my fear of heights kicked in.
I was hyperventilating. That survivor part of myself kicked in, telling me if I continued to hyperventilate, that this would be the end. So, I got my breathing under control. I started re-establishing my points of contact. When I had all four, I heard a noise from below. It was a Park Ranger with a bullhorn, ordering us down.
"NO SHIT ASSHOLE" I yelled down, "What do you think I'm trying to do?"
He stuck around a few minutes, after seeing it was going to take another hour or so to finish our descent, he left. We were never ticketed, although we found out later we could've been for doing that.
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16 years ago
This goes under the scary file.
It was 1971 and I was ten years old. We were living in Los Angeles and the Manson trial had recently wrapped up. We lived about a mile from the beach and it wasn't uncommon for me to walk down to the beach alone.
One day, while walking back home, this attractive teen in a convertible VW Beetle pulled up and asked if I wanted a ride home. She looked harmless enough, so I accepted. We exchanged pleasantries and then she asked if I would like to visit her commune. I asked her what that was. She told me some families lived there and that they spent most of the day in the nude. Every night, she explained, they sat in a circle and touched each other.
Talk about alarm bells going off. I told her:"Here's my stop" and I bailed from her Beetle as it was rolling to a stop.
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16 years ago
This story bears a hearing here.
San Diego has always been cult central, and that's key to the story here.
I had gone to the airport as I had a week's leave and was getting ready to fly home. I got in line behind a very attractive young blonde. To my surprise, she turned around and asked where I was going. I told her and a very friendly conversation started. Within a few minutes I started pondering the possibilities of a hotel room and a delayed flight home. Suddenly, she asked:"Would you like to donate to the Hare Krishnas?"
I realized then that I had been had. Angry, because of the then overwhelming presence of Krishnas everywhere, I told the girl:"You have ten seconds to get out of my sight, or I will be violent."
She looked at me with disbelief. I added:"Think I'm kidding, ten, nine, eight..."
She ran and the guy behind me in line smiled and rolled his eyes.
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16 years ago
I saw a female customer in New Orleans once. She tipped a dancer, then tried to grab some tit. The dancer pulled back. I thought it was funny.
A subordinate asked if I would take her to a club (she was a petite, but very butch lesbian). I declined because:
A) She was a subordinate, and my boss is extremely harsh on some things
B) She was very aggressive and I didn't want to get thrown out of my fave joint because she crossed the line with some dancer.
Some lesbians used to hang at one Houston nude joint. Their presence really put a damper on things.
Lastly, I'm one of those guys who really doesn't like to see girl on girl action. It's actually very much a turn off for me, unless the two involved are in a very small-strict category, as in, I wouldn't mind watching two barely legal "virginal types" such as Mackenzie Rosman and Michelle Tractenberg. That I would watch, but 99 times out of 100, I'll pass.
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16 years ago
I strongly feel that most AC/DC songs are written for stripping.
Girls, Girls, Girls, by Motley Crue
I forget the name of the Van Halen tune, but David Lee Roth is singing it. In the bridge, the girl is stripping for him. He's commenting on her high heels and stockings.
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16 years ago
jablake-I keep telling liberals, VIETNAM IS OVER!! GET OVER IT!! MOVE ON WITH YOUR LIFE!!
I never saw the movie, but Black Hawk Down is a true story. Amongst the things truly depicted in the movie is that the bad guys frequently hid in crowds of women and children-knowing US soldiers wouldn't kill women and children to kill them.
A book recently came out about a situation in Afghanistan. A group of SEALS are doing recon on a Taliban village. The SEAL team is spotted by a shepherd and his young boy. The SEAL team didn't kill the shepherd and boy, knowing that they were seriously endangering their lives. Sure enough, two hours later, the Taliban attacked the Seals, killing most of them.
jablake, I don't know what your hang up is. You are coming across as a willfully ignorant angry lib from the 60's who cannot or will not move on with his life. Obviously, you haven't paid attention lately and that's really really sad.
When I got out of the military in 87, people like you tried really hard to keep me from getting a job, even though it's illegal as hell. Unlike you, I don't carry anger around with me. Unlike you, I've moved on with my life.
People like you used to spit on returning soldiers in airports. You cowardly hid behind the first amendment, although you deserved a first amendment gesture as well-a well deserved ass beating. Instead of being angry with you, I just shake my head at your ignorance. You wear your ignorance like a crown, and display it as though proud.
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16 years ago
Yeah, that's why I included the name of the actress. It was issued in VHS in the mid 1980's. The woman on the cover is nowhere as cute or as hot as Sharon. It's well worth having in your film library. You get o see that in the early 1970's, nude scenes were well lit and lengthy. Over time they shrank and shrank compared to today.
If you can find the original, uncut, Emmanuelle from 1974, you will really see it. Sylvia Kristel and some barely 18 hottie sit outside, completely naked, and have a ten minute conversation.
Let me also mention a 1980 movie called Felicity. I forget the name of the actress (I think it's Glory Annen). She's about twenty, but looks younger. She plays an English Schoolgirl on holiday in Hong Kong. She's frequently naked and is sometimes being massaged by hot naked Chinese women, that is when she's not being groped or pounced upon by men.
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16 years ago
Yeah, I have a talent for finding losers.
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16 years ago
Te reason Hollyweird gets most stripper movies so very wrong is because most Hollyweird directors are gay. They don't go to strip clubs and the only thing they know about strip clubs are what their female friends tell them. The research done might be by an actress who visits the club, but really knows nothing or little about LD's or the VIP room.
As far as the Jessica Biel movie goes, although hot footage of her was taken, she gets to pick and choose what makes the final cut. Word is, she'll cut quite a bit.
I've seen vidcaps of The Wrestler. Marisa will deliver on the flesh. I don't know how realistic the club scenes will be.
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16 years ago
I vote for Innocent Sally starring Sharon Kelly. Sharon was a stripper who was discovered to make this 1970 movie. The movie has nude/sex scenes that last about ten minutes each. The movie straddles that line between NC-17 and R. Like actresses could in the 1970's, Sharon wandered back and forth between mainstream and porn. She's a redhead with natural D cups.
A close second is The Pigkeeper's Daughter. Also a 1970 movie with natural large breasted women with well lit extended nude/sex scenes. This movie is the source of the old story about the hitch hiker who ends up being robbed and tied up, bent over (naked). A truck driver who finds him and hears his story unzips and tells him:"Fella, this just ain't your day."
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16 years ago
"If he'd been doing the government's bidding he'd probably be in line for medals and a hefty pension."
jablake, you owe an apology to veterans everywhere. There are rules of engagement,and US vets have paid the ultimate price by not taking the easy way out. None of us are perfect, but Pardo exercised lack of judgement over and over. In the end, he took the coward's way out. Of course, having been California, had he surrendered to the cops, there's only a remote chance he would've received the death penalty, even though the body count from his rampage is in the double figures.
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16 years ago
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minnowAny place that interests me.
Clubs:
If you do have smoking, please put in good ventilation. I really don't care to wash my clothes three times to get that smell out.
Music-moderation in volume, moderation in volume, moderation in volume, moderation in volume (how many times can I say it?) I like to be able to talk to a girl. A sound system louder than the four engines of a 747 at max thrust makes me want to leave your establishment.
Footwear- I know that probably half of the guys out there like those six inch platforms, but actually think about this:
A) Clubs like to aviod govt. intervention. Platforms are inherently dangerous. Sooner or later, some strippers are going to sue a club for foot related problems because of those ridiculous shoes. Nip this problem in the bud and leave it to the stripper what to wear, only ruling out shabby, worn out, shoes.
B) Some guys like to see a girl dance onstage, not just trying to keep her balance on those ridiculous platforms while holding on to the pole. Leave stage performances to the girl. If she wants to go barefoot, wear sneakers, flats, or pumps, leave it to her. 1997 was the last time I actually saw a girl dance, and I mean really dance, onstage. I like eye candy like that.
Money issue:
I know clubs have to make money, but I also know wines (even though I'm a teatotaler). I know the wines on your VIP room list have a thousand percent markup, or more. I'm already forking over 300 or more to the girl. Paying over one hundred for a Napa valley white wine is a ripoff and you wanting at least 160 (or more) for something you paid 25-30 bucks for makes me want to talk the girl into OTC, heading off your VIP room and your over the top prices.
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16 years ago
I'm not defending the system, but don't forget, this guy killed a bunch of people.
Yes the system screwed him, and yes, it is stacked very much against guys. Don't get married or divorced in a feminist paradise like California.
I'm middle aged and never married. I found out twenty years ago how a woman can be so very screwed up. Dated my college sweetheart from day one of college to graduation. We were planning our wedding when she finally broke down and dropped the bomb.
Half a dozen times I noticed that something wasn't right about her relationship with her dad. I never caught them in the act, but half a dozen times they didn't act like dad and daughter usually act. Finally, she fessed up that her and dad (biological dad) were doing the deed and therefore she couldn't pretend anymore. They eventually had a child together (no, they weren't from Tennessee).
Which leads me to Kristi. She and I had been off and on for twelve years, but during most of it were very close friends. She also hid a dark side from me. A military assignment had us on opposite sides of the country. She proposed to me over the phone. I went to California to plan our wedding. My radar was already up because of Janet, six years earlier.
A few things weren't adding up. One day she had me meet three guys. They were looking at her strange. I pulled her aside and asked her what was goin on. She fessed up that she was a nympho and had been sleeping with these guys up till an hour before my plane landed. She wanted an open marriage and she felt that marriage between one man and one woman was an antiquated notion. Needless to say, I ended the entire relationship at that point.
It's been 15 years. What's more cost effective, a wife who will party on your dime and screw your head over, or a stripper who does FS?
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16 years ago
Lots of people walk around in "Condition Green" when they should be walking around in Condition Yellow. In green, you presume your environment is safe and you have your head down and your mind pre-occupied with other things. In yellow, your head is up, moving around, your eyes assessing any threat in your area.
As I pointed out earlier, someone did get the drop on me once, but they were very experienced convicts (the Police later killed them in a shootout).
The sad death chitown lawyer posted here is proof that we all need to be more careful, no matter where we are.