Comments by Sgrayeff (page 3)

Appreciate all you do. Have fun in Vegas.

Scold me all you want ... I don't care. And I will continue getting blowjobs in clubs from girls who choose to give them.

Nope. Just fulfilling his wish.

You're right. Fuck the turds squatting on the benches.

Hats off to you for giving a send-off to one of the great venues of this great hobby. I'll never forget the first time a girl pulled my junk out barside and delivered a handy deserving of a gold medal right then and there. Price was barely more than the tip for your meal. I'll never forget the pretty young Brazilian with the ass so perfect she should have been modeling thongs for catalogues. She told me to fuck her any way I wanted. Doggie was like pushing the detonation button. $70 all in. Or the MILF whose BJ was so exquisite I would swear under oath how my dick swelled what seemed like an additional 50%. Most of all, I never had a bad experience in the BU kitchen. While the kitchen itself was wreck, no girl I took back there ever tried to upsell. None tried to deliver anything less than offered. All provided good quality at least. Some made memories. Bye BU. I guess it's really over.

Opted for the journal? What does that mean?

I should explain my "dunces" reference. It was meant to insult dunces only. No one else need be offended.

The answer to your question is "no." No return to glory, by which you must mean cheap, easy extras. That glory vanished not when John died but years before when cameras were installed in the couch room.

Not an article. Should be posted on discussion board. And you're not understanding this at all. They're asking for more money, just not in dollars.

Really? Sounding like there are some chuckleheads out there who need to rationalize getting handjobs from old girls. Don't despair. . Nothing wrong with that, if you like it. Sometimes I do too.

I'm sure about Playhouse and sure about gorgeous.

Any club where I don't get laid is on my worst list. My standards are high, which is one reason why my dick gets wet a lot.

As George Costanza once said ... It isn't lying if you believe it.

Scanning IDs? I'm surprised they can afford the scanner when they only sell a few dozen beers a day. Cameras in the couch room. Scanner at the door. Their paranoia is guaranteed to drive business away.

The average dancer ... You're right. Pass. Certain extra hot ones ... I might hold my breath.

Dude ... Don't take it personally. For all you know, her sister texted her and pissed her off. Or another dancer just pulled a VIP with a guy she thought was her regular. Women are fickle. May not have been you at all.

There is so much wrong here beginning with mistaken assumptions on objectives. Economics too. These and other reasons are why this should have been a discussion, not an article.

Manhattan = Money Extras can be had in any club if you hit the right price point. In Manhattan, that price point is usually much higher than most of us would accept. Maybe you have a grand or more to work with. Me? I'll buy mine someplace else.

Had a couple of those in my career. Wish I could tell you they last. Enjoy

There is no upstairs here

The good one must be fucked now. She has options. You might not.

Dolfan makes an important point. We agree a price for a service. Though people may call it a "tip" for a range of reasons, it's a price that you're obliged to pay (assuming the service was performed). The genuine "tip" is anything you choose to pay on top of the agreed price. One of my greatest laments was a Japanese girl who quit too soon. She told me one of the prime reasons was too many guys expecting extras for the price of the dances. Cheapskate assholes. I wouldn't run that jive on the ugly girls never mind the hot ones.

Don't get it ... Did a 30-min dance and can't remember if it was topless?

This happened to me recently. A good-looking dancer offering to fuck me in the private room for the same price she asked to blow in the car in the parking lot. Huh? What pricing model is that? Because the private room had cameras and I knew we'd be contorting to avoid the lens, I took the BJ in the car. Then I tried to talk her into climbing on. BJ only. And to tell the truth, it wasn't that great.