RE: Bid Daddy Kokomo Report
I'd agree with that report for the most part. I was in Kokomo on a weeknight so there was more dancers than patrons. Even though there were only a few good looking ladies, they're wasn't a high demand for their attention, so I did just fine.
[QUOTE=Tony Verghese; 1181058]Made a visit to Big Daddy's in Kokomo.
Pros.
1) Mileage (the best I have ever experienced in a SC)
2) Menu (Yes, there is a menu in the VIP room)
3) Food is available, drinks are cheap and dances are $ 10.
Cons.
1) The eye candy factor is missing. On a Saturday night, there were 10 girls, the best was a 7 most of them were 5 or less in club rating.
Overall pretty OK. [/QUOTE]
Now I know why I belong to this board
[QUOTE=IndyGentleman; 1182984]F. F. You are a very respected senior member, and I am just a newbie, but we both fell for Kelly from Silk and Lace at about the same time. Your description was right on. The quintessential stripper. But with her body and her personality I couldn't resist. In spite of the warning signs I decided to make an investment and see what type of return I got. My results were the same as yours, I played the lottery and lost. I got pretty much the same story you did. It was still a lot of fun, just not the kind of fun I was hoping for.
Oh well, my dad used to say "You pays your money and takes your chances". I can't get upset about this. I'm old enough to know what I am doing. I'll just keep looking.
IndyGentleman. [/QUOTE]Yup, that was me and we both lost. It's amazing how many of us perverts read this board. Good thing because someone won't lose money the next time. Not mad, glad that her gig is out.
FF.
PS. But Indy G, she had really nice freckles, didn't she?
She said, 'I'll suck it. '
She said, 'I'll suck it. ' It was then that I knew I was in uncharted waters.
It all started one afternoon last week. The club opened about 3pm and I was there shortly after. Previously, I had been a regular there. 2-4 times a week for an hour or two soon after they opened, back when they went by a different name. But with the new name came a new group of dancers and my interest began to wane. But this afternoon I had 30-60 minutes to kill and was curious to see if there had been any changes since I had last visited over a year ago.
I walk in and am quickly greeted by the manager who looks like someone I've seen dance before and realize that besides the manager, DJ and I, the only person in the place was a young (mono-freckled) girl that I really didn't have much interest in seeing naked. 'Oh well, one beer and I'm home, ' I thought to myself. She walked herself over, asked if she could sit awhile with me and asked me how my day was going. She was pleasant enough and I didn't find her anymore appalling than I did appealing. The manager and I struck up a conversation after delivering my beer talking about where she's danced, managed and when as well as some of the former dancers at this and other clubs.
I was nearing the end of my beer when the dancer returned to my table after two songs on stage and said, 'Not too bad for only dancing a few days, right? '
'No, no, I thought you looked great, ' I said, not wanting to hurt her feelings.
'So. . . Do you ever get private dances? ' she asked.
'Well, I do. But usually only with dancers I know. '
'Oh, I see. You get a little crazy with them, do you? What kind of things do they let you do? ' she inquired.
'Well. . . See, I'm an oral kinda guy. . . '
'Oh! ', she laughed. 'You like licking and sucking titties, do you? '
'Well, let's just say I'm a giver and a receiver. . . And I was thinking of receiving today. '
'Well, I'll suck it. ', she said casually, almost expectantly, as if I asked her if I could buy her a drink. 'How much? '
Thinking back to the wad in my pocket, I knew of the 20, 10 and 5 I had left and said, 'I think I've got $35' and immediately I cursed myself on my poor negotiating skills. I had done so well up to this point and I screwed it up by giving the number first. I should've asked her what it might cost.
'Okay. Let's go. ' I couldn't believe my ears. At that point, I started looking around the room. The DJ had been missing most of the time I was there and the manager was too busy going back and forth from the back, setting up for the night. After that, it was just the two of us. I think back on the conversation, my research, anything that may've been a red flag that I might've missed and how I may get into trouble. Nope, nothing. Just a nice girl who wants to suck my dick.
'Do you swallow? ' I say as a way to check that I haven't fallen asleep and I'm not dreaming and that we're on the same page.
'No, ' she answered.
No isn't a bad thing. At least I know we're on the same page and this is going to happen.
'Where are you going to put it? ' she asked.
'That's my question to you. '
'I guess I'll just have to clean myself off, ' she said, confirming that I'm about to get blown, to completion, in the back room of a strip club. . . For $35.
'Okay, ' I say, finishing my beer. 'Maybe I should take this napkin with me. '
She smiled and said, 'Yeah, you might need it. '
No hesitation. . . None. Back we go, her top comes off, I sit down, open my fly and the sucking begins.
I've had a few blow jobs in clubs, but never to completion and never, NEVER with such enthusiasm and never for $35.
Didn't You forget something?
[QUOTE=Frey Guy;1186213]She said, 'I'll suck it. ' It was then that I knew I was in uncharted waters..[/QUOTE]Frey. I couldn't find even a hint of which club this was. Are you going to let us know?
Your oldtimers is setting in my friend
[QUOTE=Ilapp;1188143]Talking busy, here you are my childhood friend and neighbor that I never knew, and last time you were here I didn't even have a minute to chat let alone lunch, ogling or visiting you at work, that just ain't right. Call me we need to talk. Hell if I was giving thanks, I should have thrown you in for good measure, Stay safe, how was the Cap'and by the way.[/QUOTE]Wasn't that you accross from me at hooters last time I was in town? I must not have been good company. I bet FF would have rememberd. I know cause he keeps reminding me that he wasn't included.