Comments by EastCoaster (page 29)

It was the summer between my freshman and sophomore years in high school. I was 15. She was 14 -- and so freakin' hot. Really nice, full boobs for someone so young, with nice pointy and very responsive nipples. We had been doing lots of things of a sexual nature for several months (including DATY, BBBJCIM, etc.), but had not yet fully consummated the relationship, mostly because we were so young, couldn't drive yet, and didn't have a place to go for the privacy we felt we really needed to go all the way. That summer I was not working, and I got to spend many weekday afternoons with her at her parents' house. Her parents both worked during the day, way across town, but her live-in grandparents were always there to "chaperone" us. Hah! Grandpa couldn't speak any English (barely spoke at all), moved at slower than a snail's pace, and spent every afternoon out on the front porch, practically glued into a lawn chair, smoking cigars. Grandma was a bit more mobile, but was hard of hearing and probably legally blind. At one point I had my girlfriend, who was wearing a wrap-around muumuu and nothing else, up on the kitchen counter with her legs spread a bit, and I was eating her out when Grandma walked in. Grandma was not too happy, but because her eyesight was so bad, and she had come into the kitchen only seeing my girlfriend from the back, she told my girlfriend in no uncertain terms -- in her native Italian -- that we "shouldn't be kissing." Holy shit, that was close! Well, being smart and conniving teenagers with raging hormones, we figured out exactly what we could do, when, and where in the house and managed to fuck the summer away. Birth control? She regularly stole condoms from her father's stash! She was *so* afraid of getting pregnant that she insisted I wear *two* condoms (they were called "rubbers" back then), and I didn't mind because, hey, I was a 15-year-old in seventh heaven on a near-daily basis. That was 50 years ago. Out of the blue about 10 or 15 years ago, though both of us were married to other people (still are) and living 1,000 miles apart, she reached out to me. I had occasion to be back in the Midwest, so we hooked up at her house while her husband was working, way across town. We recreated the kitchen counter scene (sans Grandma, of course) along with everything else. She was still a great fuck -- and this time I was bareback. Ahhh...

^ Perfect, Doc. Nicely played! My favorite line uttered by Barbara Billingsley when speaking to her 1950s sitcom husband: "Ward, I think you were pretty hard on the Beaver last night..." (Youngsters, go ask your parents for the reference.)

w.r.t. the bottoms-on dances, if they don't remove them after a minute or two, I usually hook my thumbs at the sides and gently start easing them down. I have never had a dancer object to this and they always finish taking them off. I wouldn't do this at other clubs, but this *is* Follies after all, and they all know the drill. From there, your mileage can certainly vary quite a bit in terms of contact, but nude dances here are the norm.

I agree with all posts above. Zero real mileage that I know of in Charlotte (will defer to RTP for the best intel there), and very little available throughout the state. A couple of clubs in Greensboro offer limo rides that are both pricey and private; that's probably your best shot.

I'm sure I would have gone for it with both of them. Not saying that's necessarily the smartest thing to do, but two cute black girls? Together? With me in my hotel room right upstairs? That's my kryptonite and I would have powerless to resist. lol

I have done the limo here a number of times. It is pricey. Is it worth it? Value is in the wallet of the beholder. All I'll say is that it is completely private, and with the right girl...well, use your imagination. For an answer to whether I feel it's worth it, re-read my first sentence.

I like JustinTolook's approach, as he described above. Because I travel a lot and will frequently need info on clubs that would otherwise be unknown to me, these are all things I look for in a review and find helpful. The way he handled it, it didn't take him long to write it and didn't take me long to read it. If I have time, I can read the rest of what he has to say, but if I don't have the time, I still get useful info up front.

Thanks, Founder, for the changes, which all seem positive. I look forward to getting used to them. One thing I miss is the check box that said "Been There." I've been to a lot of clubs across the country only once, and when I see a review sometimes I wonder, "Have I been there?" and a quick check gives me the answer. I also used it to keep track of clubs that I might have been to years ago, before I joined TUSCL, and haven't reviewed. Since no one else has mentioned this, maybe I'm the only one who used it.

I've been attending concerts since the mid- to late 1960s, and over the years I have seen so many bands I wouldn't even know where to start in terms of what I recall. I've been to literally hundreds of concerts. I guess it's notable that I saw Frank Zappa live more than 15 times, starting in 1967, so I guess that makes me a fan. He was, without a doubt, one of the best guitarists I ever saw. Also high on my list of musical memories was getting to see Jimi Hendrix in concert at the Auditorium Theater in Chicago in early 1968. He was with Noel Redding and Mitch Mitchell, so it was the original Jimi Hendrix Experience. Their second album had just come out, and they were awesome. We had great seats and the tickets were a fairly-steep-at-the-time price of $6.00 each.

I once got some very direct -- and helpful -- feedback about how I was coming across. I was one of only a few PLs watching a dancer near the stage, and I wasn't really thinking about myself. At one point, the girl looked directly at me, stopped dancing for a second, crossed her arms across her chest and frowned. I immediately realized that that was how I looked (see definitions of Resting Bitch Face). Ever since then I have gone out of my way not to do that and have found that a smile goes a lot farther. And the dancer I mentioned above? We ended up having a great time in the VIP.

K, if live music is high on your list, City Winery is outstanding. https://citywinery.com/atlanta/

I have a Global Entry card and it works just like the Sentri card for crossing the border from Tijuana to the U.S. I am in the area now and have crossed both ways without incident at the old crossing near the trolley stop -- and with very little wait . Viva la Zona Norte!

I'm supposed to be going next Friday for a long weekend. The last time Trump closed the border, it was only for six hours; this time he said "it might be for a long time." I'm hoping cooler heads prevail -- or my little head's gonna be mighty disappointed!

I am on my laptop and it looks the same as always.

OK, thanks!

She gets two thumbs up from me. Not sure how she'd feel about that, though...

Looks like it's posted now.

"Anyone else here ever catch wind that they were the topic of conversation in the DR?" Several years ago I reported a ROB, by name, here on TUSCL in a review. A few months later on a subsequent visit, I had a dancer ask if I had done that. Said the girls had discussed it at the time, and in the dressing room that night wondered if it was me. (That would explain why I was getting ignored.) I lied and feigned ignorance about TUSCL and denied posting any reviews anywhere. I learned a lesson that night about who reads reviews here.

The Pilgrim Theatre in Boston (long gone). I talked about it here several years ago: I was in college in Boston in the early 1970s, and my roommate, who was a theater tech major, worked at the Pilgrim Theatre. He handled all of their tech work -- lighting, sound, and whatever else needed to be done. What he didn't tell me for quite some time is that the theater featured strippers. The Pilgrim Theatre was one of the most infamous places in an area of downtown that was called the Combat Zone, Boston's way of containing the seedier elements of society (like yours truly, I guess). The typical thing at the Pilgrim Theatre was for them to show what were then called XXX movies for an hour, put live strippers on stage for 30 minutes, then repeat that rotation. At age 20, I had never seen a stripper, and I asked my roommate about it -- and wondered whether it would be OK to bring my girlfriend, who was as curious as I was. He said sure, and told me that they didn't do anything the law didn't allow. Sounded safe enough for me. We came into what looked like a normal movie theater with a stage. Yes, the porno movie was going full tilt, as graphic as anything you'd see online today, and the most startling thing was that instead of the movie soundtrack, all you could hear was loud rock music blaring from the speakers. Much to my delight, it was the Allman Brothers. Sweet!! The strip show was quite an eye-opener for my 18-year-old girlfriend and me -- apparently the law allowed the girls to dance in nothing but high heels, and the expression "spread eagle" took on a whole new meaning for me. At the time, two of the regularly-featured dancers were Fanne Foxe and Chesty Morgan, who I guess was kind of the Stormy Daniels of that era -- minus the dalliance with a future president.

OMG, yes.

I, for one, would love to know what Follies is like before, during and after the Super Bowl on Sunday. I would assume that higher-end places like Magic City, V-Live and Cheetah might get more action from out-of-town strip club newbies and non-TUSCL-aware mongers, but surely Follies will see a surge in business. Shadowcat, I know you're not going (and I don't blame you), but perhaps on a subsequent visit you can talk with the girls and post some of their stories and observations here. It'd be interesting to know if any of them made $1,000 "in a couple of seconds."

I agree with SanAntonio_LDK too. The key to making this happen is that *you* have to be the one to approach the dancer. Tell her what you told us. Good luck!

It can get a little pricey, but I love a good threesome once in a while, too. I have done several double-girl VIPs at Follies, and for the most part they went very well. Paid $50 for the room (standard at Follies) and $100 each for the girls (also standard). You can try to negotiate, but the girls are not necessarily incentivized to lower their prices -- even though they may be doing half the work, they're still giving you the same amount of their time. Your mileage will vary. I totally agree with shadowcat that the key to having a successful experience is the girls must be compatible, i.e., already friends or at least friendly with one another, or it will probably be disappointing. A word of caution, though: The worst value proposition is usually having two girls you've never seen before approach you as a team and promise the world. From there it's usually a short trip to the heights of Upsell City. As stated, OTC can be better. I did a double-girl OTC not that long ago for $300 with no time limit, which I felt was a fair price. I don't really care if I'm not the center of attention the whole time, as long as the girls are genuinely into each other and not shy about showing it. My best-ever experience was at HK in Tijuana, where I went upstairs with two absolutely gorgeous spinners for $100 for 30 minutes. Not $100 each, but $100 total for both of them. Had to pay double for the room ($34 vs. what would have been $17 for only one girl), but totally worth it. Two naked hotties giving me a dual, tag-team BBBJ plus anything else I wanted after that? What's not to like?

I agree with doctorevil about not writing off Booby Trap. I had one of my best club visits ever with a blonde Latina at BT who was 4'11" and oh so eager to please. I love Follies, but if you're looking for extras, one advantage of going to Pompano is that there are several worthwhile clubs there, where as Atlanta really only has Follies. (OK, maybe also Tattletale Lounge, but it's twice the price of Follies and satisfaction is not guaranteed.)

Gilfly90 said, "Will stay at Cascadas, make a reservation under a fake name with a fake email address..." I suppose you can do this, but without giving them an actual email address, how will you know if you have a confirmed reservation? The hotel has been known to sell out. I wouldn't want to go all that way and not be able to get a room. When I've done it, I reserved a room under a fake name, but I used my real email address. They confirmed my reservation under my fake name (which was listed in the confirmation email), and that's what I gave them at the desk when I checked in. As Cristobal said, "they do not ask for ID just the name in which the reservation was made." They don't care, believe me. Outside of TUSCL, I generally need to keep my mongering on the down low, but I wanted the confirmation on the hotel reservation. Fortunately for me, I didn't care that they had my email address, and I wasn't worried that my wife would see the email they sent back to me. Just so you know, the sender on the email that came back was listed as "Hotel Cascadas" with the subject line "Hotel Cascadas Reservation Request." If you're worrying about someone seeing your email, that might be a problem. If you're worrying about getting a bunch of subsequent spammy emails from them, that has not happened to me at all. If you use a fake email address and their confirmation email bounces back to them as undeliverable, I'm not sure if they will honor your reservation. Not saying they won't -- I just don't know. FWIW, when I got the VIP card at HK, I did use the same fake name but gave them a fake email address, and that was no problem.