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10 years ago
Sometimes a slow night can be a welcome change of pace, too, a chance to just forget about the hunt, to relax and to recharge, not just for yourself but for the ladies, too.
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10 years ago
My evolution is a little different. At the time I was discovering strip clubs and air dances, I was also exploring the worlds of massage parlors and escorts, both down here in the States and up in Canada (okay, it was just Winnipeg, but still...). After a very disappointing and lackluster session with one A-list provider (and a string of similar sessions in some MPs), I thought about giving up the scene entirely.
Things started changing when I started hitting the clubs in Indy more often. The ladies there actually let me touch them! And they didn't just let me -- they encouraged me! 2011 was a big turning point for me. I hit one dive club, and after one dancer asked me if I had any boundaries, not only did she have a hand down my pants, soon her face was, too. (She was also the first dancer to give me her phone number.) And later that night, I hit another club. The last -- and only -- lap dance I had from one dancer quickly shifted to making out then to a BJ that I hadn't asked for.
Yeah, that pretty much turned my outlook around.
As for what's next in your evolution as a monger, John, you could become another James T. Kirk and have a girl in every port. And if you find a good concentration of ladies building in any one area, maybe you could invest in a club of your own or perhaps as a facilitator for the rest of us PLs here on TUSCL. Might be a way to make a few extra bucks and keep your DSs in the lifestyles you're going to spoil them with.
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10 years ago
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san_jose_guymoney was invented for handing to women, but buying dances is a chump's game
Joe, there's a strip club in Tijuana called the Hong Kong Bar (or something like that).
SJG, nice thoughts, but considering how frequently communities have laws that dictate a minimum distance between adult establishments and schools, playgrounds, daycares, and the like, chances are very minimal that a stripper/companion can house her kids in the same building she works in.
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10 years ago
Keep building the picture for us, John. Some of us might have to save up for a customized sex doll.
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10 years ago
Steve -- yeah, uh-huh.
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10 years ago
Well, that's another Fine mess he's gotten into.
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10 years ago
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motorheadFat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life
Guessing he really wanted to give those women his pudding pop -- if he actually is guilty, of course.
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10 years ago
I wonder if dancers take classes in Shoe Fu.
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10 years ago
That was a real nice family photo. Mom and Dad must be...something.
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10 years ago
Outside the SC scene, nothing like doing research on TER, EroticMP, and some other sites to find the best bang for your buck.
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10 years ago
Steve, those sound like boiler-plate quotes from personal ads on sites like Seeking Arrangements.
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10 years ago
Like the others have said, give it a month and see. And with all of the clubs in Vegas, why worry about just one? You can always move on.
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10 years ago
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rickduganVerified and Certifiable Super-Reviewer
One ultimatum's just going to lead to another and another and another.
She should've known you guys weren't going into this with any sort of "exclusivity." Is she expecting you to see only her from here on out while she can still she anyone she wants to?
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10 years ago
Steve, aren't there any indoor miniature golf courses in your area?
It's a balmy 23 F here, and in less than an hour, I get to spend the night working in it. Whee.
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10 years ago
I usually sit back and have a Coke. If I'm not approached after that first drink, then I'll start tipping stage-side. If that dancer really doesn't hold my eye when I'm there at the stage, I won't ask her about some dances; if she does, I'll try not to mumble and drool too much. And I figure when dancers see a guy spending some money on them, they might consider him a possible customer.
Other than stage-side, I've never tried to approach a dancer out on the floor (well, except for one time, but that was with a dancer I already knew). Not only are they usually faster than me, they usually pick up speed when they see me coming. Not only that, but I'd also lose my table!
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10 years ago
Heather Thomas. Last I had heard, both of her legs were broken when she was hit by a car; I thought that was the end of her career. Per IMdB though, she was still working, up until 1998 when she took a 16-year hiatus.
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10 years ago
B, easily. Any woman who'd date me would have to have a sense of humor to put up with all of the mocking from other people.
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10 years ago
Sounds like it'll be time for folks to lock up their dogs and cats, and maybe invest heavily in the inflate-a-date industry.
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10 years ago
This thread's been up for 19 hours, and we don't have a history and commentary on the subject from SJG yet? I wonder if he's feeling okay -- or if he's trying to find a couple dozen books to read and quote.
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10 years ago
It could probably be more fun if you could get both of the ladies.
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10 years ago
I shower and sometimes shave, but I usually wear my geek clothes -- jeans, plaid shirt, and a snarky t-shirt, depending on just how high-end the club is. Pretty often, a dancer will stop by and open up the plaid shirt to read the t-shirt. I never wear cologne though. Hate the stuff; it and aftershave usually make my eyes burn.
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10 years ago
Would that be strip miniature golf?
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10 years ago
Never asked before. Might have to start.
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10 years ago
Tell her I need to use the bathroom real quick and then climb out the window.
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10 years ago
Zip, I'd hope that she wouldn't consent to you giving her a rimjob, especially if she'd give you an unexpected brown shower.