Strip Club Reports

[QUOTE=ConnecticutGuy;3422435]What does Sugar look like? Hazel? They must have a whole different crew at night. All Cici does is work you for money, promises anything to get you to go, then delivers pay as you go. She'll break you, and it's like doing it with a dead girl. I thought I hurt her, because she actually moved. LOL I've known her for a long time, she is not the same wild girl she used to be.[/QUOTE]Sugar is a gorgeous, brown, curvy but not BBW girl. Great face and body. Still haven't snagged her. Hazel is a short skinny chocolate spinner with a soft, cute little butt. You know Cici. I've had a good time with her alone and with her and Cash. Quality seems to vary and despite all the nice things she says to you. You know it's all just talk because she'll end up trying to squeeze every penny you have out of you and gets quiet / mad if you say no to something. Only until next time of course. She doesn't take no easy and will price down if she really wants a dance.

Visitors today at PM, probably about 15 arriving with I'd's and blue jackets, quickly in a wave. Very polite, but looked intense originally.

Didn't make trouble but stopped the music and turned on the lights. Thought it might have been a bigger problem but everyone just sat quietly while they searched around and talked with staff. Weird with all the lights on. Apparently LCB check. Then they let everyone that wanted to leave do so.

Took about 1/2 hour to check I'd's of all the girls, all of whom were taken downstairs for that.

Then as fast as they arrived they left.

Nice and quiet after that as all returned to "normal".

Went to Nikita's. Only 3 girls on a Friday night. Beauty (Raven) and two others. A beautiful black Hispanic woman with a great body and and a black curvy girl. I was watching the Finals and was trying to get through them before getting a dance. The Warriors were getting destroyed and Beauty was persistent and said the right things to make me go in LOL. She was good as always but we went to the little room which is basically a closet. I watched more of the game and got ready for round 2. I wanted the Latina I referred to early. She was on-stage but didn't pay me much attention so I left.

[QUOTE=JavaMan;3430893]What does she look Like? I wish I ran into her instead of Cici today. That birch doesn't take no for an answer. Thinking with my little head. I Gave her a shot after she rubbed my c a %k at the bar. She didn't deliver so. 50 out the window. W.[/QUOTE]Short athletic Latina.

Perfect.

Friday night. Went to PM. I've never went at that time before. It was full. Lots of beauties and customers. A few girls must do doubles because I recognized a few. The line for the rooms was huge. I saw a few I wanted but they were all busy. One gorgeous latina (skinny, enhanced T&A) gave me the eye but was already with a guy in the line. It took too long and I left. Went to Nikita's. Only 3 girls again. They were all gorgeous but 3 is not enough. Brooke was there and I can't say no to her. We went in. She's great. Keeps mentioning size but takes it and grip and the eye contact is amazing. I'll go bankrupt if I go to her as much as I'd like to. She does miss Rumours and we spoke a bit about it. She mentioned bartending elsewhere so see her when and if you can. Treat her very well.

I usually go once or twice a week. I'll never step in PM. Bishops is hit or miss. Cici is very annoying. I won't go if she's there. Cash is a great time but is a little steeper. Nikita's is hit or miss. Brooke is the best there in my opinion.

Was in Bridgeport on a recent afternoon and stopped in at PM. Sampled new dancer, Talia. Early 20's Latina. Nice bod with model-caliber face. Took her in back. Wouldn't' BJ, which was weird. But full hands and mouth access to tits. And a nice set they were. Fairly tight pussy and no rush. Was shy. Not enthusiastic, but was forthcoming with her delights. Seems reasonably polite and sane. I recommend.

Fellow Mongers, I stopped in at BC on a recent afternoon to seek out Sandy, Raven and Brooke --in that order of importance, but no sign of them. When can I typically find these three? Based on recent reports, I'd like to sample them. I appreciate any help. Barnes.

[QUOTE=Barnes75;3446750]Fellow Mongers, I stopped in at BC on a recent afternoon to seek out Sandy, Raven and Brooke --in that order of importance, but no sign of them. When can I typically find these three? Based on recent reports, I'd like to sample them. I appreciate any help. Barnes.[/QUOTE]I have Brooke's cell phone number and see her regularly. Want me to ask to give it to you or her hours? I know she switches back and forth from nikkitas and PM.

[QUOTE=BigMan1999;3446882]I have Brooke's cell phone number and see her regularly. Want me to ask to give it to you or her hours? I know she switches back and forth from nikkitas and PM.[/QUOTE]What does Brooke look like? I think I'd like to catch her at Nikita's rather than the circus at PM. I'm due for a revisit to Nikita's it's been awhile, I like everything about the place compared to the other options (cleeaner, better rooms, much more laid back) but there were just very few girls there. Sounds like the talent level is getting better, if there's only 3 there but they're all up to par I can deal with that.

[QUOTE=Gossage54;3448322]What does Brooke look like? I think I'd like to catch her at Nikita's rather than the circus at PM. I'm due for a revisit to Nikita's it's been awhile, I like everything about the place compared to the other options (cleeaner, better rooms, much more laid back) but there were just very few girls there. Sounds like the talent level is getting better, if there's only 3 there but they're all up to par I can deal with that.[/QUOTE]She's a chubby younger white girl. Big breasts and a fatty. She is Italian but can come across as Puerto Rican depending on how she does her hair. She always also has braces. I believe Thursday and saturdays she is there.

A Bridgeport Tale.

Lots of guys come to this forum and ask "how do I get this or that, where do I go," etc. There is no specific answer, because when you arrive at a club the girl who was "recommended" may not even be there, or she may not perform for you the way she did for the guy who recommended her. However, there is a method that will guarantee you success, but it ain't easy.

I grew up in Bridgeport, so I instinctively know where to go, where not to go, and how to interact with bar owners, etc. I will try not mention any names in my little story unless the places or people no longer exist, because as you may or may not know, some of the clubs have traditionally been owned by people associated with organized crime or various motorcycle gangs. You do NOT want to go all rowdy and start a ruckus in these clubs.

I started going to these places in the late 70's, when they first opened up. There was at that time Charlie's Place on Fairfield and another branch on Barnum as I recall, near where Housatonic CC was, Arnold's on State Street, (Arnold is dead) and a place called The Oasis, I think that was on State, I only went there once and I wasn't driving. The Brass Guitar was on Main St. Then, owned by the late Sal Basso, who lived to be 100 years old. He had a few "legal problems," and the bar eventually was taken over by a club owner who had Frankie and Johnny's. It moved over to Water St, in the same building as the old Casbar. It was demolished after a fire in 2000 and did not reopen.

In the 70's there were no particular laws restricting these places, so it was pretty wild. The girls had a mobile home outside Charlie's because there were no "lap dances" back then; you could do anything you wanted to these girls right on the stage short of an all out sex act. Even that happened now and then. I went into Krazy Vin's (total insanity) in New Milford one day and a guy was eating something at the bar, and it wasn't his lunch. Another guy had a girl bent over a bar stool fairly out of sight, and he was drilling for oil in her back forty. She had that silly grin on her face, so I guess she was enjoying it.

The Liquor Commission soon discovered they were missing out on a good thing, and the bullshit started. One day a customer walked into Arnold's and said hello to a dancer who was at the jukebox. He kissed her on the cheek; a LC guy was there and wrote Arnold up for a $15,000 fine under their new "no contact" rule. He came back the next day and did it again.

Everybody pretty much ignored the rule; better to make a ton of money and take your chances in the LC lottery. I went into Charlie's one night and a guy was chowing down on a girl right under the "No physical contact with the dancers" sign. Tasty. If you saw a box of baby wipes on the stage, you knew you had the right girls.

At that time they had 5 inspectors to supervise over 7,000 places that sold alcohol, so it was worth the gamble. A couple of the LC guys accepted gratuities and freebies from the girls to look the other way, and somebody had a mole in the PD who used to tip them off about impending visits. Occasionally places would close for two days as a fine, but when they reopened it was business as usual. The authorities didn't seem to mind what went on as long as there was no drug dealing or shootouts happening.

As for today's subject, the plan you must execute takes time; six months or more. Rule number one: be nice to the girls. They really appreciate it. If you like all the crazy dirty stuff, don't expect it on day one. Any girl who will do that for any stranger is a danger to your health and your wallet.

You'll have to try various girls; expect a 50-60% failure rate. If they won't spend time talking and joking with you at the bar, take a pass. After you find a few you like, you have to work on them to advance them. Once they learn that you are clean, safe, and not out to hurt them, they will loosen up.

My first visits to a couple of places we always discuss here resulted in rather perfunctory, distant service, all covered except for maybe one or two who would do a CIM for you. Nice, but not exactly what I was looking for.

After about four months with the same girls, I had them doing shit that would make the Devil puke, and they loved it. Some even requested it. One very tall brunette used to corral me as soon as I walked in, (she still does) and would not let me go. One day she demanded that I DATY her front and back because she was all wound up and didn't trust anybody else. I complied, and she went off like a launch at Cape Canaveral. She then returned the favor while I had two hands full of that beautiful hair, and believe me, she does not spit. Other guys who went with her would come back to the bar complaining about how dull and careful she was.

Another thing; I never haggle. I tell them what I want and see how they react. If they start dry heaving, I move on. LOL Most give you that "I don't do that" routine. Sorry, but I do, and I didn't come here to do what you want, I came here to do what I want. If they seem open to having their face painted or having something delivered to the rear loading dock, I ask them how much. I either take it or leave it; I don't bother trying to get a discount. The last thing you want is a girl who feels she is delivering more than she should for the money, because you'll get a bad performance.

Sometimes I said "that's really not a good price, I was thinking more along the lines of (fill in the blank) and I would give her MORE than what she wanted. Not a lot, maybe another 20 or 30, but it works every time. I had an absolute prude go back there with me one day, and she had to go wash her hair and face when we got done. She hung around and after about an hour, she invited me back there for another skin treatment. Seems she found something she liked after all.

I have always found that if the girl likes and trusts you, she will do anything you want. It may cost a bit more, but what are you going out for, to have some grumpy, snotty 20 year old give you a five minute ride because she resents having to sell her ass in a bar? Go work at Wal-Mart if it bothers you so much.

I like BC because I grew up about two miles away, and I've been going there forever, got to be twenty years; seems like it, anyway. Maybe longer. In case you didn't know, the Valley Farms stand across the street is excellent. I ate there since I was 7 years old, (back during the Civil War LOL) and the SAME miserable old bastard still owns it. Great food, though. Bring the girls a pizza and they will reward you by licking your pepperoni.

My fave before that was the Brass. A lot of the nicer street girls trolled the place, and then you'd really get anything you wanted. I went to PM a couple of times but it seemed too crowded and impersonal, and at that time the neighborhood was dangerous. The places on Fairfield down near Black Rock were very unfriendly to newbies; you always had some tough guy bouncer staring at you from the bar. There were some gang shootouts, too.

The Keystone was good for a while when Arnold had it, the girls would let you do anything you wanted to them on the stage. A few months later, a freaking alarm would go off if you got within five feet of them, and all the lap dance rooms were gone. Never went back. I don't know if it even exists as a strip club now.

I never bothered with outlying towns. I think I had one beer at Rumours a zillion years ago and left, because they weren't allowing anything at the time. George's was always good, Anna the barmaid was great, she worked at Arnold's so I knew her for over twenty years. I used George's for a warmup prior to BC. They allowed contact, but there were no lap dances. It sort of deteriorated before it became Nikita's; they would open later and later with fewer dancers. It got to where they didn't open until three, and nobody was in the place.

Krazy Vin. What can I say. A God among men, like Al Bundy. It was way up on Route 7. He also had one across from the state cop barracks in Westport. That one had a three quarter pound cheeseburger and steak fries for a dollar. Everybody went there for the food and ignored the girls, who couldn't even take off their tops because of the staties across the street.

New Milford was a whole different story. Pure animal house. He got into some beef over not paying taxes, and they shut him down. Too bad. I don't know where he got the pigs that worked there, but I was glad he did. They were dolls, too, not some fat rejects. You couldn't think of something they wouldn't do, and believe me, we tried.

The only drawback to this sport is that a lot of the girls are transient. You'll see them for a while, then they're gone. That can be distressing when you find a good one. On the other hand, you don't really want the same girl every time, and some of them think they have a right to you. Avoid that. Well, that's my little story. Happy hunting.

[QUOTE=ConnecticutGuy;3453795]A Bridgeport Tale.

Lots of guys come to this forum and ask "how do I get this or that, where do I go," etc. There is no specific answer, because when you arrive at a club the girl who was "recommended" may not even be there, or she may not perform for you the way she did for the guy who recommended her. However, there is a method that will guarantee you success, but it ain't easy.

I grew up in Bridgeport, so I instinctively know where to go, where not to go, and how to interact with bar owners, etc. I will try not mention any names in my little story unless the places or people no longer exist, because as you may or may not know, some of the clubs have traditionally been owned by people associated with organized crime or various motorcycle gangs. You do NOT want to go all rowdy and start a ruckus in these clubs.

I started going to these places in the late 70's, when they first opened up. There was at that time Charlie's Place on Fairfield and another branch on Barnum as I recall, near where Housatonic CC was, Arnold's on State Street, (Arnold is dead) and a place called The Oasis, I think that was on State, I only went there once and I wasn't driving. The Brass Guitar was on Main St. Then, owned by the late Sal Basso, who lived to be 100 years old. He had a few "legal problems," and the bar eventually was taken over by a club owner who had Frankie and Johnny's. It moved over to Water St, in the same building as the old Casbar. It was demolished after a fire in 2000 and did not reopen.

In the 70's there were no particular laws restricting these places, so it was pretty wild. The girls had a mobile home outside Charlie's because there were no "lap dances" back then; you could do anything you wanted to these girls right on the stage short of an all out sex act. Even that happened now and then. I went into Krazy Vin's (total insanity) in New Milford one day and a guy was eating something at the bar, and it wasn't his lunch. Another guy had a girl bent over a bar stool fairly out of sight, and he was drilling for oil in her back forty. She had that silly grin on her face, so I guess she was enjoying it.

The Liquor Commission soon discovered they were missing out on a good thing, and the bullshit started. One day a customer walked into Arnold's and said hello to a dancer who was at the jukebox. He kissed her on the cheek; a LC guy was there and wrote Arnold up for a $15,000 fine under their new "no contact" rule. He came back the next day and did it again.

Everybody pretty much ignored the rule; better to make a ton of money and take your chances in the LC lottery. I went into Charlie's one night and a guy was chowing down on a girl right under the "No physical contact with the dancers" sign. Tasty. If you saw a box of baby wipes on the stage, you knew you had the right girls.

At that time they had 5 inspectors to supervise over 7,000 places that sold alcohol, so it was worth the gamble. A couple of the LC guys accepted gratuities and freebies from the girls to look the other way, and somebody had a mole in the PD who used to tip them off about impending visits. Occasionally places would close for two days as a fine, but when they reopened it was business as usual. The authorities didn't seem to mind what went on as long as there was no drug dealing or shootouts happening.

As for today's subject, the plan you must execute takes time; six months or more. Rule number one: be nice to the girls. They really appreciate it. If you like all the crazy dirty stuff, don't expect it on day one. Any girl who will do that for any stranger is a danger to your health and your wallet.

You'll have to try various girls; expect a 50-60% failure rate. If they won't spend time talking and joking with you at the bar, take a pass. After you find a few you like, you have to work on them to advance them. Once they learn that you are clean, safe, and not out to hurt them, they will loosen up.

My first visits to a couple of places we always discuss here resulted in rather perfunctory, distant service, all covered except for maybe one or two who would do a CIM for you. Nice, but not exactly what I was looking for.

After about four months with the same girls, I had them doing shit that would make the Devil puke, and they loved it. Some even requested it. One very tall brunette used to corral me as soon as I walked in, (she still does) and would not let me go. One day she demanded that I DATY her front and back because she was all wound up and didn't trust anybody else. I complied, and she went off like a launch at Cape Canaveral. She then returned the favor while I had two hands full of that beautiful hair, and believe me, she does not spit. Other guys who went with her would come back to the bar complaining about how dull and careful she was.

Another thing; I never haggle. I tell them what I want and see how they react. If they start dry heaving, I move on. LOL Most give you that "I don't do that" routine. Sorry, but I do, and I didn't come here to do what you want, I came here to do what I want. If they seem open to having their face painted or having something delivered to the rear loading dock, I ask them how much. I either take it or leave it; I don't bother trying to get a discount. The last thing you want is a girl who feels she is delivering more than she should for the money, because you'll get a bad performance.

Sometimes I said "that's really not a good price, I was thinking more along the lines of (fill in the blank) and I would give her MORE than what she wanted. Not a lot, maybe another 20 or 30, but it works every time. I had an absolute prude go back there with me one day, and she had to go wash her hair and face when we got done. She hung around and after about an hour, she invited me back there for another skin treatment. Seems she found something she liked after all.

I have always found that if the girl likes and trusts you, she will do anything you want. It may cost a bit more, but what are you going out for, to have some grumpy, snotty 20 year old give you a five minute ride because she resents having to sell her ass in a bar? Go work at Wal-Mart if it bothers you so much.

I like BC because I grew up about two miles away, and I've been going there forever, got to be twenty years; seems like it, anyway. Maybe longer. In case you didn't know, the Valley Farms stand across the street is excellent. I ate there since I was 7 years old, (back during the Civil War LOL) and the SAME miserable old bastard still owns it. Great food, though. Bring the girls a pizza and they will reward you by licking your pepperoni.

My fave before that was the Brass. A lot of the nicer street girls trolled the place, and then you'd really get anything you wanted. I went to PM a couple of times but it seemed too crowded and impersonal, and at that time the neighborhood was dangerous. The places on Fairfield down near Black Rock were very unfriendly to newbies; you always had some tough guy bouncer staring at you from the bar. There were some gang shootouts, too.

The Keystone was good for a while when Arnold had it, the girls would let you do anything you wanted to them on the stage. A few months later, a freaking alarm would go off if you got within five feet of them, and all the lap dance rooms were gone. Never went back. I don't know if it even exists as a strip club now.

I never bothered with outlying towns. I think I had one beer at Rumours a zillion years ago and left, because they weren't allowing anything at the time. George's was always good, Anna the barmaid was great, she worked at Arnold's so I knew her for over twenty years. I used George's for a warmup prior to BC. They allowed contact, but there were no lap dances. It sort of deteriorated before it became Nikita's; they would open later and later with fewer dancers. It got to where they didn't open until three, and nobody was in the place.

Krazy Vin. What can I say. A God among men, like Al Bundy. It was way up on Route 7. He also had one across from the state cop barracks in Westport. That one had a three quarter pound cheeseburger and steak fries for a dollar. Everybody went there for the food and ignored the girls, who couldn't even take off their tops because of the staties across the street.

New Milford was a whole different story. Pure animal house. He got into some beef over not paying taxes, and they shut him down. Too bad. I don't know where he got the pigs that worked there, but I was glad he did. They were dolls, too, not some fat rejects. You couldn't think of something they wouldn't do, and believe me, we tried.

The only drawback to this sport is that a lot of the girls are transient. You'll see them for a while, then they're gone. That can be distressing when you find a good one. On the other hand, you don't really want the same girl every time, and some of them think they have a right to you. Avoid that. Well, that's my little story. Happy hunting.[/QUOTE]Thanks for the great post. Thats 45 years worth of stories. Great effort on your part.

I went to Franky and Johnny's for the first time in 1980. What a place. Girls getting eaten out on stage. Berts place was another God one but in a much more dangerous area. Always loved Arnolds. He was the best. It was like Cheers except with strippers. The Brass was great too. Saw a dancer getting drilled at the bar there. For $ 5 you could get a hand job at the bar. I agree with you that BC is still the best of what is available. I like Nikitas because it is less crowded but definitely hit or miss. Never had much luck there when it was Georges. Thank you Connecticutguy for sharing your knowledge. I have probably seen you but didn't know it was you.

[QUOTE=ConnecticutGuy;3453795]A Bridgeport Tale.

Lots of guys come to this forum and ask "how do I get this or that, where do I go," etc. There is no specific answer, because when you arrive at a club the girl who was "recommended" may not even be there, or she may not perform for you the way she did for the guy who recommended her. However, there is a method that will guarantee you success, but it ain't easy.

I grew up in Bridgeport, so I instinctively know where to go, where not to go, and how to interact with bar owners, etc. I will try not mention any names in my little story unless the places or people no longer exist, because as you may or may not know, some of the clubs have traditionally been owned by people associated with organized crime or various motorcycle gangs. You do NOT want to go all rowdy and start a ruckus in these clubs.

I started going to these places in the late 70's, when they first opened up. There was at that time Charlie's Place on Fairfield and another branch on Barnum as I recall, near where Housatonic CC was, Arnold's on State Street, (Arnold is dead) and a place called The Oasis, I think that was on State, I only went there once and I wasn't driving. The Brass Guitar was on Main St. Then, owned by the late Sal Basso, who lived to be 100 years old. He had a few "legal problems," and the bar eventually was taken over by a club owner who had Frankie and Johnny's. It moved over to Water St, in the same building as the old Casbar. It was demolished after a fire in 2000 and did not reopen.

In the 70's there were no particular laws restricting these places, so it was pretty wild. The girls had a mobile home outside Charlie's because there were no "lap dances" back then; you could do anything you wanted to these girls right on the stage short of an all out sex act. Even that happened now and then. I went into Krazy Vin's (total insanity) in New Milford one day and a guy was eating something at the bar, and it wasn't his lunch. Another guy had a girl bent over a bar stool fairly out of sight, and he was drilling for oil in her back forty. She had that silly grin on her face, so I guess she was enjoying it..[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=ConnecticutGuy;3453795]A Bridgeport Tale.

Lots of guys come to this forum and ask "how do I get this or that, where do I go," etc. There is no specific answer, because when you arrive at a club the girl who was "recommended" may not even be there, or she may not perform for you the way she did for the guy who recommended her. However, there is a method that will guarantee you success, but it ain't easy.

I grew up in Bridgeport, so I instinctively know where to go, where not to go, and how to interact with bar owners, etc. I will try not mention any names in my little story unless the places or people no longer exist, because as you may or may not know, some of the clubs have traditionally been owned by people associated with organized crime or various motorcycle gangs. You do NOT want to go all rowdy and start a ruckus in these clubs.

I started going to these places in the late 70's, when they first opened up. There was at that time Charlie's Place on Fairfield and another branch on Barnum as I recall, near where Housatonic CC was, Arnold's on State Street, (Arnold is dead) and a place called The Oasis, I think that was on State, I only went there once and I wasn't driving. The Brass Guitar was on Main St. Then, owned by the late Sal Basso, who lived to be 100 years old. He had a few "legal problems," and the bar eventually was taken over by a club owner who had Frankie and Johnny's. It moved over to Water St, in the same building as the old Casbar. It was demolished after a fire in 2000 and did not reopen.

In the 70's there were no particular laws restricting these places, so it was pretty wild. The girls had a mobile home outside Charlie's because there were no "lap dances" back then; you could do anything you wanted to these girls right on the stage short of an all out sex act. Even that happened now and then. I went into Krazy Vin's (total insanity) in New Milford one day and a guy was eating something at the bar, and it wasn't his lunch. Another guy had a girl bent over a bar stool fairly out of sight, and he was drilling for oil in her back forty. She had that silly grin on her face, so I guess she was enjoying it.

The Liquor Commission soon discovered they were missing out on a good thing, and the bullshit started. One day a customer walked into Arnold's and said hello to a dancer who was at the jukebox. He kissed her on the cheek; a LC guy was there and wrote Arnold up for a $15,000 fine under their new "no contact" rule. He came back the next day and did it again.

Everybody pretty much ignored the rule; better to make a ton of money and take your chances in the LC lottery. I went into Charlie's one night and a guy was chowing down on a girl right under the "No physical contact with the dancers" sign. Tasty. If you saw a box of baby wipes on the stage, you knew you had the right girls.

At that time they had 5 inspectors to supervise over 7,000 places that sold alcohol, so it was worth the gamble. A couple of the LC guys accepted gratuities and freebies from the girls to look the other way, and somebody had a mole in the PD who used to tip them off about impending visits. Occasionally places would close for two days as a fine, but when they reopened it was business as usual. The authorities didn't seem to mind what went on as long as there was no drug dealing or shootouts happening.

As for today's subject, the plan you must execute takes time; six months or more. Rule number one: be nice to the girls. They really appreciate it. If you like all the crazy dirty stuff, don't expect it on day one. Any girl who will do that for any stranger is a danger to your health and your wallet.

You'll have to try various girls; expect a 50-60% failure rate. If they won't spend time talking and joking with you at the bar, take a pass. After you find a few you like, you have to work on them to advance them. Once they learn that you are clean, safe, and not out to hurt them, they will loosen up.

My first visits to a couple of places we always discuss here resulted in rather perfunctory, distant service, all covered except for maybe one or two who would do a CIM for you. Nice, but not exactly what I was looking for.

After about four months with the same girls, I had them doing shit that would make the Devil puke, and they loved it. Some even requested it. One very tall brunette used to corral me as soon as I walked in, (she still does) and would not let me go. One day she demanded that I DATY her front and back because she was all wound up and didn't trust anybody else. I complied, and she went off like a launch at Cape Canaveral. She then returned the favor while I had two hands full of that beautiful hair, and believe me, she does not spit. Other guys who went with her would come back to the bar complaining about how dull and careful she was.

Another thing; I never haggle. I tell them what I want and see how they react. If they start dry heaving, I move on. LOL Most give you that "I don't do that" routine. Sorry, but I do, and I didn't come here to do what you want, I came here to do what I want. If they seem open to having their face painted or having something delivered to the rear loading dock, I ask them how much. I either take it or leave it; I don't bother trying to get a discount. The last thing you want is a girl who feels she is delivering more than she should for the money, because you'll get a bad performance.

Sometimes I said "that's really not a good price, I was thinking more along the lines of (fill in the blank) and I would give her MORE than what she wanted. Not a lot, maybe another 20 or 30, but it works every time. I had an absolute prude go back there with me one day, and she had to go wash her hair and face when we got done. She hung around and after about an hour, she invited me back there for another skin treatment. Seems she found something she liked after all.

I have always found that if the girl likes and trusts you, she will do anything you want. It may cost a bit more, but what are you going out for, to have some grumpy, snotty 20 year old give you a five minute ride because she resents having to sell her ass in a bar? Go work at Wal-Mart if it bothers you so much.

I like BC because I grew up about two miles away, and I've been going there forever, got to be twenty years; seems like it, anyway. Maybe longer. In case you didn't know, the Valley Farms stand across the street is excellent. I ate there since I was 7 years old, (back during the Civil War LOL) and the SAME miserable old bastard still owns it. Great food, though. Bring the girls a pizza and they will reward you by licking your pepperoni.

My fave before that was the Brass. A lot of the nicer street girls trolled the place, and then you'd really get anything you wanted. I went to PM a couple of times but it seemed too crowded and impersonal, and at that time the neighborhood was dangerous. The places on Fairfield down near Black Rock were very unfriendly to newbies; you always had some tough guy bouncer staring at you from the bar. There were some gang shootouts, too.

The Keystone was good for a while when Arnold had it, the girls would let you do anything you wanted to them on the stage. A few months later, a freaking alarm would go off if you got within five feet of them, and all the lap dance rooms were gone. Never went back. I don't know if it even exists as a strip club now.

I never bothered with outlying towns. I think I had one beer at Rumours a zillion years ago and left, because they weren't allowing anything at the time. George's was always good, Anna the barmaid was great, she worked at Arnold's so I knew her for over twenty years. I used George's for a warmup prior to BC. They allowed contact, but there were no lap dances. It sort of deteriorated before it became Nikita's; they would open later and later with fewer dancers. It got to where they didn't open until three, and nobody was in the place.

Krazy Vin. What can I say. A God among men, like Al Bundy. It was way up on Route 7. He also had one across from the state cop barracks in Westport. That one had a three quarter pound cheeseburger and steak fries for a dollar. Everybody went there for the food and ignored the girls, who couldn't even take off their tops because of the staties across the street.

New Milford was a whole different story. Pure animal house. He got into some beef over not paying taxes, and they shut him down. Too bad. I don't know where he got the pigs that worked there, but I was glad he did. They were dolls, too, not some fat rejects. You couldn't think of something they wouldn't do, and believe me, we tried.

The only drawback to this sport is that a lot of the girls are transient. You'll see them for a while, then they're gone. That can be distressing when you find a good one. On the other hand, you don't really want the same girl every time, and some of them think they have a right to you. Avoid that. Well, that's my little story. Happy hunting.[/QUOTE]Can spot an OG when I see one. Nice report.