Mark, you travel more than a Gypsy. I am impressed.
I’ll tell you another story from my travels last week.
I was in Tampa and the guy I was with wanted to go to a titay bar. This guy is in his late fifties and is the stereotypical New York Italian. The first club we went to had booze, but no nudity. We left immediately.
The second club had nudity but no booze. Not ideal, but an improve over club number one.
The whores keep trying to get us to go back to the VIP area. I keep saying no. It’s $75 at a minimum.
After a while, they run a special for the VIP area and I go back. – I have very little willpower. My colleague ventures back right after I do. Anyway, about halfway through he first song I hear one of the girls yell “You can’t touch me there. You’re bad.” Since titay fondling was actually encouraged, I can figure out pretty quickly where the offender went.
When we left, I asked my frien if it was him. He said, in his best Brooklyn accent, “Yeah, it was me. For twenty-five fuckin’ dollars, all I get is to feel some who-as tits ? Fuck dat. … I slipped my finger in her pussy”
I laughed so hard I almost peed myself. The thought of this little old man with his finger in some skank’s twat and the look of surprise on her face.
If it had been one of us ? They would still be beating the shit out of us.