are you are thinking of Kenmore Square?
[QUOTE=Yellow Fever]Remember the World Famous 2 O'Clock Lounge that was three strip joints in one. The seventies were memorable.[/QUOTE]
"Narcissus (The Kenmore Club) Boston, MA
80s-early 90s. Awesome club in Kenmore Square. Anyone who is at least 33 remembers this three floored club. The names changed over the years but when we went it was Narcissus, Lipstick & Celebrations. Most of the girls you met were from the north shore of Boston and alot tougher than us."
I f'd more chicks here in my heyday than I can remember.
As long as we are remeniscing...
How many of you remember Izzy Ort's Golden Nugget - a combined soul music club and hooker bar? That's where Charlie, the eventual owner of Good Time Charlie's, The Pussycat Lounge, the Mardi Gras and the Picadilly Lounge. Or how about the 663 Lounge, on Washington Street, right across from where the Naked I was located? That was, for years, the premier hooker bar in Boston. Anyone remember the Pink Pussycat, or the 66 Club? And what of the Caribe, over on Tremont? The late 60's and early 70's were truly the golden age of Boston.
the back room at the Naked I
The backroom at the Naked I was my favorite.
You would sit in the booth and get all sorts of action.
My other favorite was a dump around the corner, The Normandy Lounge. Anything would go in that place.
wow - the Normandy Lounge
yes your right...you could get anything there. I remember one day going in and buying one of the ladies a drink or 2....she was a little plastered...anyway she took me to the back of the bar unzipped my pants and jumped on my lap. Well she didn't have any pants on and in it went. No one seemed to notice or care.......it lasted a good 5 minutes. Those were the days....BBFS...and it happened several times with different ladies. Of course there were always the BJ's and HJ's that you could get from any one of the ladies. Of course you would never do it these days.... Ahhhh memories. And then there was Princess Cheyene...
my best zone memory......
I was staggering down Washington Street, circa 1986, falling down drunk. I got to that parking lot just before the retail section of Washington Street. It was 2am, and 3 SW's were hanging out by the parking booth. I asked this tall black girl for a BJ. She was really good looking. .5 she asked for. Back when I was young, I was stupid so I agreed. So I lean back against the guard booth, in full view of the world, and she drops down on her knees and goes to work. I lean my head back in pure pleasure. Then......
.....I open my eyes and notice she has stood up and inserted my tool into her box. She was grinding away, doggy style! I blow my wad. The she asks for an additional .5 for FS!
All this happened in full view of the world with the two other SW's cheering us on! Man I miss thosw days!
How about this for a crime of passion...
Was anyone in the Pussycat Lounge the night that (I won't use her name, she's out of jail now, and even went back to dancing at the Glass Slipper recently) a dancer stabbed her bartender boyfriend? He was a bit abusive, and she had finally had enough after an argument. She stormed out of the downstairs dressing room, came up to the bar, jumped up on a stool and nailed him in the head.
Oh, the stories that could be told.
Speaking of Good Time Charlie's...
I will never forget the night that Willie Moses, Mo the bouncer and Charlie played an old prank on a customer...they put a fake $50 (one side was blank) on the floor under one of the stools. A guy comes up to the bar, orders a beer and happens to look down. This was in the late afternoon, so sunshine coming thru the door helped illuminate the bill. When he spotted it, he looked around nervously, then went down as if to tie his shoe. A working girl came thru the door, saw the bill, and was on it before he had a chance to grab it. She stuffed it into her bodice...a few minutes later, we all watched as she took it out and found it was fake. She marched right over to Charlie - "You fat MF, ain't this trick gettin a little old?"