You know, although I much prefer MPs, there is one problem...they close too damn early on weekends at 11 PM. Not their fault since it's obviously due to some bylaw. If a guy is hitting the bars but leaves at 2 AM empty-handed and thoroughly prick-teased, what to do?
A long long time ago, when I was in this situation, I'd go downtown near what is now A&B Sound for some classy ladies for hire. Then after that was cleaned up, they moved to Boyle Street. I had some favorites: there was a tall Italian named Heather who provided PSE (who is now with some escort agency whose phone number I sadly misplaced), and a petite big-breasted blonde named Jewel who stationed herself outside the porn shop on 96 st.
These days Boyle Street is totally dried up, apart from some old trannies and hideous-looking crack whores. And of course, there's the danger of 5-0 busting you (never been caught, thankfully).
So there seems to no choice for a horndog at 2 AM, save for the 5-knuckle shuffle at home.
A long long time ago, when I was in this situation, I'd go downtown near what is now A&B Sound for some classy ladies for hire. Then after that was cleaned up, they moved to Boyle Street. I had some favorites: there was a tall Italian named Heather who provided PSE (who is now with some escort agency whose phone number I sadly misplaced), and a petite big-breasted blonde named Jewel who stationed herself outside the porn shop on 96 st.
These days Boyle Street is totally dried up, apart from some old trannies and hideous-looking crack whores. And of course, there's the danger of 5-0 busting you (never been caught, thankfully).
So there seems to no choice for a horndog at 2 AM, save for the 5-knuckle shuffle at home.
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