Comments by spandexman (page 4)

The old 'I just got a weekend off from the monastery' line is good for a few laughs. One Halloween I dressed as a priest and went through the Combat Zone. That was good for a free dance at the old Pussycat.

The club should suck it up. It was their fault for being that stupid, after all once you run out of money in 99.9% of stripclubs and other adult venues, it is 'See you later, when you have money'.

I told a girl I was a hitman once, that got a different expression. Another time I was with a group of guys and we told the dancers we were from the Canadian embassy on a research project, since one of the girls didn't know Canada was a country she asked what state we were from so that joke backfired. So the answer is make up something dumb and have fun with it. I know one guy who used to pretend he was a multi millionaire and got a lot of free attention once in awhile from the goddiggers of the club.

Back in the 70s when I first visited the Combat Zone in Boston and the stripclubs in Springfield, the girls were a little harder and since stripping was taboo the girls already had that 'dirty' label on them so businessmen tended just to drink and watch the girls on stage, and once in awhile buy a drink in a dark corner. Times have changed and now stripping is more excepted so better looking girls are now on stage and with more affordable plastic surgery bigger boobs.

Darla Crane Jennifer West Lisa DeLuuv Uschi Digart Chesty Morgan Would be my top five, since a few go back to my early memories.

When I lived in Somerville, MA there was a Catholic High School not far and after school the girls would tie their blouses around their waists and hike up the skirts as a joke. Many an older Catholic man would do a double glance and the old women would curse under their breath.

A stripper once told me that when she was on stage she could turn off the crowd through music and the dark room. She had trouble actually talking to men or meeting with them however, since she had to see the person up close and just one on one. She had a master's degree in communication from the U of Washington to boot. Go figure.

Darla Crane Paz Vega A young Dolly Parton Lynda Carter even at her age now My 1968 math teacher Miss Zahn, the first woman I saw in a tight leather mini-skirt

The Mardi Gras in Springfield is decent and the strip scene in Hartford is alright too. Unfortunately the Boston scene is terrible and since the Comabt Zone closed has been for years. Another place to go is Peabody and the Golden Banana, kind of pricey, but decent ladies.

It is easier to find a wife in a convent than a stripjoint.

I remember in the late 70s, going to the Golden Banana and seeing Chesty Morgan. Close up she was not very good to look at. Since then have seen Heidi Hooters in a Deja-Vu in Everett, Wa in the early 90s, a truly nice and very pretty dancer, as well as a few more ultra buxom dancers. It is common for clubs to book porn stars and models at their clubs, many are very big up top.

Also checkout SFGate.com and look up law enforcement and search for massage parlors, there is quite a bit of juicy info there.

Sorry it was just one sentence in a columnist tirade, but it was done under the Board of Health and is public information so a letter to the the Department of Health and Welfare should get you the information. The study was done in the San Francisco area. Hope that helps.

There was a study on oriental prostitutes done two years ago. It was dug up by a columnist and printed in the Boston Herald as well as other wasteful spending. There was also a study done about twenty years ago on homosexuality of seagulls, so when it comes to federal waste nothing is off limits.

Pew dances $25.00.

The ups and downs of an implant queen.

Barbara Stanwyck was in a lot of movies in the late 30s and 40s, mostly film noir stuff and she did some pin-up stuff right up to the early 50s. She was a looker in her time, and even in the Big Valley wasn't a bad looking lady in her 60s. While stationed at Fort Lewis in 1975, ventured into the old Pioneer Square and saw Blaze Starr on stage, even well into her 50s was a stunning looking lady, and really worked the stage. She even walked around the theater and met with us, especially the group I was with all servicemen. A really classy lady. Also remember the Mouse Trap in Boston, there was a live band, stand-up comedian and dancers. It was a fun place, although the girls really hustled the patrons for drinks, back then it wasn't lap dances, but a girl would sit next to you for a drink and depending on what you bought would determine how long and how much touching took place. A bottle of cheap champaigne and it was off to a corner table, where you would always see a smile on a guys face and a return trip top the bar in search of his wallet.

Sex and money are both international languages so don't worry. Ask any G.I. who has served overseas, getting lucky with money is not hard to do.

In the Combat Zone's heydays between the early 70s through the mid 80s Liberty Bookstores had those type of booths, where the performer would have a picture of herself or a bad likeness on the door and there would be specialties like bondage, a she-male, etc you would buy tokens for time and put cash in a slot for the right type of entertainment. Those were fun times. I remember back in 1975 when I first turned 18 walking into a bookstore where there were live models, you would go into a room for about $20.00, big $$ back then and get a show.

Just treat the girls the way you teat the roto rooter that comes to youse once in a lifetime. Pay them only for services given. remember a lot of thes girls are pulling in $500.00 a night and make more than most of us do in a day/

You're better than an average undercover agent or CIA spy. Sonny Crocket could have learned from you. However after all is said, done and practiced there is still a 50-50 shot at being caught.

I remember the Mouse Trap in the 70s, where there was a live three piece band that played and a stand-up comedian would host in the evening. The Pussycat was my favorite hangout in the 80s, with the infamous Mardi Gras behind it where well dressed prostitutes that were called the Stepford Wives plied their trade, a place to go to for laughs. The Zone was always crowded on weekend evenings and people had to watchout for pickpockets, drug dealers, and bums. Harry's Bar was a good place to get a cheaper drink before venturing into the clubs, some had really ugly dancers though.

There was an article in 2008 that pointed to a spike in woman working as strippers, right after the economy tanked. A lot of secretaries, houswives and retail workers went into the trade for extra money and to recoup their losses from cut pay and office hours.

Showgirls is one of the worst movies ever made. Bad acting, terrible plot, and poor use of attractive women, toss in an actor with a bad toupee and voila, a terrible movie for all times. Flashdance is one of the best.

Great post. I remember going to the clubs since the 70s and thought I would get Lucky with a pretty girl in my 20s, but soon realized they were there to hustle us, and the few kind women had baggage or bad drug habits. I have now grown older, and a little wiser. Take in a club and enjoy the show, and take it for sexual entertainment.