Date: 12 May 1995 11:37:47 -0600


NEW YORK TRIP REPORT: APRIL 1995

ABSTRACT: Two New York out-call agencies..."Desire Escorts" and "Top
	Flight"...are investigated. The first is found to provide
	acceptable services at a reasonable price, and is recommended
	with one minor caveat. No judgement is reached on the second,
	due to lack of data.

	Proposed changes to the NY zoning laws are discussed, and
	three books by John Varley are reviewed.

I went to New York a few weeks ago, and decided to get an escort
delivered to my hotel room. Following the advice I've seen on-line,
I picked up a copy of NY Action, which can be obtained at any
reputable erotica shop. (In the unlikely event that anyone has trouble
finding an erotica shop: Go to the corner of Broadway and 42nd
Street and walk west along 42nd. You can't miss them.)

Finding this tabloid might be harder in the future, though...there
are plans in the works to change the zoning laws and shut down most
of the adult stores. They would be generally be restricted to a few
"red-light districts" in the Chelsea area. (One rule would prevent
adult stores from operating within such-and-such a distance of a
church, and this would shut down all but 5 of the 50-plus stores
around Times Square. None of the churches would be shut down, which
is IMHO awfully unfair.) Anyway, if you don't approve of the proposed
regulations, then this is an excellent time to speak out.


Anyway, the first agency I called was Top Flight (212-593-xxxx). They
got a glowing review in NY Action, and one of their contractors was
featured on the cover (Hailey, a stunning redhead who looks hot-hot-hot
and is probably booked solid until sometime in the next millenium).

The guy who answered the phone said that they were closed that day,
which doesn't make a lot of sense to me. I mean, an outcall agency is
basically a human being, two phones, and a list of beeper numbers.
How can they be closed and still have someone there to answer the
phone? And how many agencies are closed on Friday nights, anyway?
I didn't see any point in arguing with him, though.

I'm guessing that he somehow got the idea that I was a cop and/or
a serial killer (which I'm not). This suggests a level of paranoia
that's likely to lose them a lot of customers and drive them out
of business before long. Anyway, if anyone has better luck than I
did, say "Hi!" to Hailey for me.


I next tried Desire Escorts (212-686-xxxx). They claim 24-hour
service, but I got an answering machine when I called at 4PM and
never got a call back. I tried again at 7 and got through.

Price is a flat $250/hour for outcalls in Manhattan; elsewhere, there's
a $50/hour surcharge and a two hour minimum. This is for full service;
you shouldn't have to negotiate with the escort for anything. (Judging
from the other ads, $250/hour is currently the going rate for outcall.)

They sent over "Gaby", a slender Mediterranean-type brunette. She
got down to business the instant I finished signing the credit-card
form, which was a pleasant surprise for me. (I *really* hate having
to play the "let's negotiate for services" and the "prove you're not a
cop" games.) The service was almost flawless, and well-worth what I
paid for it.

I did have one minor problem: I tend to get nervous around escorts,
and when I get nervous I tend to babble. I always make a point of
asking for an escort who's good at making conversation. It's easier
for me to relax if I can feel like I'm actually talking to somebody
instead of just pouring a monologue out into thin air.

I was especially nervous that evening, because Gaby had gotten
stuck in traffic and showed up half-an-hour late. By the time I
finally got the knock on the door, I was half-expecting it to be
the hotel detective, a SWAT team, and an Action News camera crew.

So, here's a transcript of an early part of our meeting:
    Me: So, "Gaby", is it? Are you a John Varley fan by any chance?
    Her: Yes.
    Me: I don't think I've ever seen the name "Gaby", except in
	that series by Varley...
    Her: Oh.
    Me: Um, what was the title again? "Titan", that's it.
    Her: Oh.

At this point, I detected a pattern emerging. If I had continued the
conversation, it probably would have gone like this:
    Me: Of course, there's also Gabby Hayes, but I don't imagine
        that you would have wanted to take your name from him.
    Her: I see.
    Me: You don't understand a word I'm saying, do you?
    Her: Yes.

I tried changing the subject a few times, with predictable results.

To her credit, Gaby was quickly able to get me to relax by using a
variety of non-verbal techniques, so the evening wasn't ruined for
me. But it should be noted that the agency doesn't appear to be able
to handle specific-but-unusual requests. So, the bottom line is:
Recommended, but with some reservations.


The John Varley series alluded to is the "Gaea" trilogy, which
contains the books "Titan", "Wizard", and "Demon". This is a
science-fiction series set on and around an intelligent life-form
which is the size of a small planet and contains a complete
ecosystem inside itself. It's a real page-turner.

The "Gaby" character in the books has some problems which make it
difficult for her to interact with men, and so she probably isn't
cut out to work at an escort service. On the other hand, the "Gaby"
that the agency sent over didn't seem cut out to explore strange
and possibly dangerous alien worlds. So I guess it all balances
out in the end.


Date: Mon,  3 Jun 1996 05:20:50 UTC
Subject: NYC review (long)

I just visited NYC recently and gathered some experiences that I would
like to share.  I started by going down to 42nd street / Times SQ. to
look around at the various peep shows to see what all the fuss was
about.

PEEP SHOWS

-  In NYC, it seems to be the norm that for a $5 tip you can fondle the
girls breasts or pussy for the duration of one token (about a minute).
Almost every place I went to in the area allowed this.  Sometimes the
girls will let you fondle just their breasts for longer (2 tokens worth)
for the $5 if you don't touch down below.  Overall it's kind of a drag
because all the girls I saw were SO ugly that you wouldn't want to touch
them if they paid you!  And the window is small enough that it's an
awkward reach anyway.  I'm not sure how hygenic it is for either you or
the dancer if you touch them and touch yourself too.  Though
traditionally I suppose you reserve one hand for each purpose...

-  One place, ShowWorld had the best looking girls in the "no touch" talk
booths (just glass between you).  They also had the most pushy and
demanding other girls walking around trying to lure you into "touching"
booths.  Warning, some of these women are men!  I found this out by
accident and didn't really notice because I didn't consider it a
possibility.  The center booths on the 2nd floor are all TV's.  I noticed
it when I couldn't touch her below, just her breasts and ass.  I noticed
when I looked to the right that someone had taken one "girl's" penis out
and was jerking him off through the window.  When the girl I was with saw
me notice, "she" asked if I wanted to touch "hers."  It was a pretty
curious situation indeed.  Some of you homophobic types might have taken
offense at the deception.

        NYC scam #1

-  Another note about ShowWorld.  They have a "VIP" type room in back
   where you pay $5 to get in and $5 for a drink.  Then a girl sits on
   your lap and tries ferociously to lure you into a back room for
   something like $120 total where she promises to "get you off by
   touching."  I was pretty horny but wanted to save my money so I
   bargained & she offered to take me back for $80 and do it.  I agreed
   so she took me to a not so private room (the cheaper room she said)
   set off by curtains and said it would be an additional $40 for her
   to touch me and $30 for me  to touch her.  I was pissed off by this
   point because she had, in effect, lied to me but I wasn't going to
   argue.  I just took my losses and left.

-  Note, the place mentioned in this guide elsewhere on 42nd between 7th
and 8th avenues where pretty "college girls" and such were supposed to be
is now closed so don't look for it, it's not there.

STREET ACTION

        NYC scam #2

I did something really really dumb in NYC.  I let this guy talk me into
giving him $90 so he could set me up with a 3-some in a hotel.  I knew I
was going to get scammed but I was way too curious to see if it panned
out.  He approached me outside of a peep show and showed me some pictures
of really cute amateur girls naked and said he could get me them for
cheap.  We walked around the block and I told him that he better not be
fucking with me because if you treat someone badly, it will come back to
you.  Kind of my "good karma" pep talk.  I said, "look, I've done nothing
bad to you, so why would you want to take advantage of me?   I know where
to find you anyway so it would be more trouble than it's worth for you"
He genuinely seemed honest (great bullshitter) and said "man, I just do
this for money, I'm more worried about you calling the cops on ME than
anything"  So I picked the girls, gave him $90 and he gave me a piece of
paper with a code on it and told me to go into a hotel and buzz room 1.
I KNEW you should never let anyone out of your sight with your money but
I wasn't thinking and he kept offering to call the deal off if I wanted
to back out.  I went up the steps of the cheap hotel and was met by a
very angry Indian man who had no idea what I was there for so I ran back
out and of course the guy was gone... with my $.  Don't be stupid, don't
try this yourself.

BROTHELS and the GOOD PART

Now I'm down hundreds of dollars and still want to get laid so I go to
Corporate Treasures which advertises in the sex mags. They are located in
30's on 2nd ave.  You have to call first anyway and they will tell you
where to go. They ask me the usual screening questions to see if I'm a
cop (they asked for picture ID! but I'm sure it was only to see if I was
a cop, he just glanced at it, he didn't write anything down about me).
I'm led into a room with 7 women in it, most of which are that good
looking really but some seem kind of sexy in a way. One is dressed up
like a high class secretary and is pretty but too busty for me.  One,
Angel, was cute and blonde with 34B breasts.  I have this thing for
smaller breasted girls so I chose her.

We go into a room and she asks me if I want the hour or 1/2 hour.  I
choose the 1/2 and she makes me strip.  She comes back into the room in 2
minutes and takes her own clothes off and gives me a pretty great blow
job with a condom.  Sex workers, if they are good really know how to
stealthfully put a condom on you, she did.  After 5 minutes she tells me
to get on top and fuck her  but I didn't want to for personal reasons.
She was plenty pretty though.

So she just returns to giving me head...great head.  I'm trying to touch
her and kiss her breasts but she keeps putting herself in positions that
make this difficult.  She didn't say no but it just didn't happen much.
I touched her pussy but not inside.  Finally I asked if she could take
the condom off and give me a hand job and she said "sure!"  That was
amazing and I came my brains out in a few minutes.  I asked her if people
ever last the whole hour?  She said jokingly, "hell no! the point is to
get them off as quick as possible."  At least she was honest about it.

Overall I found her really funny and likeable.  She joked around a lot
during the sex.  Sarcastic jabs at me and comic mumbling while giving me
head.  She talked with me until the 1/2 hour was up about their having
group rooms where you and your buddies can rent multiple girls at the
same time.  She also said they don't allow for couples (m/f) to come for
3-somes with a worker which I thought was a drag.  I know girls who would
probably want to try that.  She  gave me a code to use when I came back
and said if I use them a lot, it gets cheaper.

Lastly, she asked for "3 million dollars"  and then laughed and said "no,
$125 will do."  I gave her $140 and left.  Nice girl, good technique,
nice place.  I'd come back.  It's a much better deal than any peep show
or ShowWorld.


Subject: NY Trip Report: Studio 90, Harmony, etc.
Date: 1 June 1996

I get to New York City every two or three years, so I get a "snap-shot" view
of the sex scene there.  This is a report on my recent few days there.  I
decided not to try an incall place in spite of recent good reviews on the
net of some of the girls (especially at Jillian Bradley and Friends), partly
because I didn't want to spend the $160-$200 for what I can get for less
closer to home, and partly because the mood didn't hit me strongly when I
was there.  I was also a bit disappointed in the ads in the sex papers (I
checked New York Action, NY Sex Guide, New York 2000, and Screw).  The girls
in the ads didn't appeal to me much except for a few that obviously were not
of girls that would actually be available (e.g. the Oriental ads and
Priority Gold).  I almost tried Executive Suite because two of the photos in
their ad appealed to me a great deal.  I called them on a Friday night to
see if those girls were working but there was no answer so I presumed that
the place was booked up for the rest of the evening.

I therefore restricted my rovings on this trip to Studio 90 and the two
Harmony Theaters.  Studio 90 advertises lap dances but delivers much more.
They used to be called Club 2000 and before that they were called Club 90
(they are still listed in the phone book as Club 90).  The World Sex Guide
has an article from about a year ago on "The Late, Great Club 2000" which
recalls an exceptionally attractive girl named Christina who used to work at
the old Club 90.  I remember her well, too.  She had just about the most
fantastic tits I have ever felt, and I still pine for her after many years.
A girl at the new Studio 90 remembered her too.  She told me that Christina
had gotten fat and moved back to Minnesota.  Bummer on both counts!

I give a mixed review to Studio 90, but it is a very unique place that is
definitely worth at least one visit.  It is located at 205 W. 38th St., 4th
Floor, near 7th St. between 7th and 8th.  The phone is (212) 719-2979.  They
are open seven days from noon until 10pm.  When you go in, you pay a $20
entry fee the first time, and they give you a membership card good for a
year.  Once you have a membership, the entry is $10.  There is a little sign
on the window that no sex is available here and not to ask for it.  Don't
believe it!  This sign must be meant for the authorities, but it is true
that you needn't ask for sex here, because they will ask you!  What makes
this place so unique, though, is that what goes on is basically in full view!

You get ushered into a room that has a few couches and chairs.  The couches
are generally turned facing each wall to give a modicum of privacy.  When I
entered, I could clearly see a guy getting a hand job on the front couch.  I
sat in one of the chairs while the girls slowly came in one by one to ask if
I would like some company.  I didn't see anyone who appealed to me so I
politely said that I just wanted to hang out for a while before deciding.  I
did ask one of the girls if it ever got busier and she said this was about
it, about one or two guys at a time.  This is unfortunate, because this
place would be really a lot of fun if it was packed like in the old days.
Whenever a guy has company here, he naturally tries to find the couch with
the most privacy (i.e. furthest away from anyone sitting in the chairs).  If
four couches got filled, you would necessarily end up with a "ringside" seat
for at least one of them.  Unfortunately, the busiest it got while I was
there was three couches!  I clearly saw one guy getting a blow job in
various positions (although I could not see well enough to tell if it was
with or without a condom).  I also clearly saw one of the girls apply a
lubricant to her pussy and then sit down on the guy's lap and bounce up and
down (although I could not see well enough to tell if intromission was
actually occurring).

Meanwhile, I was getting discouraged at the selection of girls, whom I
considered rather unattractive and none of whom met my picky standards.
Then, suddenly, a very sexy number appeared in front of me.  "Would you like
some company?"  Well, with this girl, I certainly would!  Her name was
Giselle, and when I asked how much she just said "you give me a good tip."
Not a good sign.  I gave her a $20 and told her it was just to get started
and see how things went.  She took off what little she had on and sat in my
lap and as I was caressing her she asked "Would you like to have sex with
me?"  Since I usually like the girl to take the lead and don't always know
exactly what I want to do ahead of time, I sort of stumbled over the
question.  She then asked if I would like a blow job and said she gives a
wonderful blow job, but only with a condom.  I said that was fine but asked
how much.  She replied $200!  Definitely not a good sign.  I replied that
that was way too much and she lowered it to $100, which I still didn't want
to go for.  It was becoming clear that she was strictly mercenary and was
going to try to wheedle as much as she could from me rather than try to
please me.  She then repeated how really good she was at giving blow jobs
and said that if I didn't like it I wouldn't have to pay her.  Yeah, right;
I'm going to get a blow job from this very sexy girl and then say I didn't
like it?  So I asked her what about a hand job for $30, and she settled for
$40 (which made $60 with what I had already given her).  This was for a
quickie from someone who was not very good at trying to please the customer,
so the value was marginal.  She was very sexy, but her personality did not
measure up.

The girls at Studio 90 are very casual about what they are doing.  It is not
at all uncommon for a girl to come in and ask another girl for something
(like a cigarette) while the other girl is in the middle of being very
intimate with a customer.  I like this kind of ambience!  It can't compare
to the old Club 90, however, where I was able to get a "ringside" seat for
what was going on right next to me, on both sides!  I did not discern if
there was a "going rate" at Studio 90 (it was $65 a few years back).  Most
of the customers seemed to be repeats who asked for a specific girl and got
right down to business immediately.

I had never been to the Harmony Theaters before, having just learned about
them on the internet this year, so I wanted to check them out.  For those
who might not know, admission is $15 and topless contact lap dances are $10,
where you can fondle to your heart's content.  I first went to the one on
22nd St. because it was the closest.  I only found two girls there I found
attractive:  January and Mona.  I only got one dance from Mona because she
reeked of alcohol, so my vote goes for January.

Next I went to the Harmony on Church Street.  What a wonderful place!  I
went back several times, and found that at all times there are a lot of
girls to choose from, and I never had a problem finding ones I liked (and
I'm picky).  There have been some negative reviews on the net, but I just
loved the place.  There is nude stage dancing, and for a dollar tip you can
touch the dancer's breasts, although I felt this was a bit intrusive and
didn't do that much.  Each stage set lasts 15 minutes, which is too long for
my taste because I like to check out what the girls look like before I
commit $10 for a dance (so I don't get fooled by push-up bras, for example).
However, by looking around the room you can see what the dancers look like
when they are dancing for someone else.  This is especially true upstairs.
The downstairs (the nonsmoking section) is darker.  If anything extra is
going on (such as hand jobs) it would have to be in the darker reaches
downstairs, but I saw no evidence of this whatsoever, and didn't ask about it.

I spent a blissfull hour at the Harmony with a dream doll by the name of
Vaila (I asked her how to spell it), whose personality and intelligence
match her great looks.  She used to dance at the New Century in San
Francisco.  She will be quitting dancing in July, so you better get over
there before then!  She usually comes in every day at 3.  I also had a great
time with Perry, who had the most wonderful pair of breasts that I have felt
in a long time.  I couldn't keep my hands off her.  Unfortunately, that was
her last night.  The only problem with the Harmony is that $10 lap dances
can add up awfully fast.  The Harmony is at 279 Church Street near the
corner of White Street, and is two short blocks from the subway station at
Canal Street on the A, C, or E lines.  It is open seven days noon to midnight.

One other place I should mention is called Acquiesce.  It is the only "swing
club" in New York that allows single males.  Although I did not go there on
this trip, I have been there twice some years apart and it had not changed
at all.  A description of this place can be found in the World Sex Guide,
but not the name or how to find it.  I do not recall the address (it is in
midtown Manhattan), but their phone is listed in Screw.  It is (212)
644-1020.  You need to make an appointment by phone first anyway.  They
apparently now charge $110 ($20 more than I used to pay).  Newcomers pay an
additional $10, but you can avoid this by saying you have been there before
but it was a long time ago so you don't remember the address.  When you get
there they buzz you in and take you to a check room where you place all your
clothes in a locker.  They give you a towel to wrap around your waist so you
are ready for "action."  The girls there do not wear a towel, however, but
wear clothes instead (often pretty skimpy).

What is different about this place is that the girls are there because they
want to have casual sex.  There is no guarantee that you will score,
however, or that you will find someone you like.  I was there about two
years apart, and I remember the same two ugly girls there.  When they asked
if I would like to "go in the back," I declined and said I would just like
to hang out for a while.  I later watched one of them give a guy a blow job.
When he didn't come, she pulled off the condom and started giving him a hand
job.  He still didn't come, and she started to get very angry.  I got the
impression that she was insecure about her looks (not without reason) and
was there to try to prove that she could turn a guy on.

The management tries to maintain a fairly even male-female ratio at the
place, and they do a pretty good job.  The first time I was there, I met a
reasonably attractive black girl who told me that she loves to give head.
Naturally, I offered to help her out.  The second time I was there, there
were two very attractive girls, but unfortunately I was a bit shy about
striking up a conversation and some other guys beat me to it.  Whether or
not you score at this place, it is fun to watch what is going on.  There are
baskets full of condoms readily available, and everyone seemed very
concerned about safe sex practice.  The place is unique and certainly worth
a try.  Enjoy!


Subject: Another visit to JB's
Date: Sun, 19 May 1996 14:43:34 UTC

It was exceptionally difficult to make a decision last night at
Jillian Bradley's.  I seriously considered another session with
Samantha, but there also was Lynn, who's a cute Asian-Ameican girl,
and Chloe, a who's tanned and speaks with a British accent.  Lynn
seemed to have a bouyant personality, so I asked to spend an hour with
her.  Good call.

We spent a lot of time talking about "the life," for my fascination
with working girls continues.  I didn't ask how much formal education
Lynn has, but she's very bright and talked eloquently and freely about
why she does what she does and what sort of personality it takes to
succeed in the business.  Lynn said that 95% of the girls would do
something else for a living if they could make the same amount of
money, but that the other 5% really enjoy the sex as well as the
financial rewards.  Lynn said she's in the 95% category, but also that
she certainly recognizes her obligation to provide her customers with
an enjoyable experience.  She also put into words better than I could
a description of Nicole, whom she characterized as being "really into"
the good money that the life provides her and provided some
recommendations about some other girls at JB's: She thinks Samantha's
really nice (I do, too), Sasha's a little weird (I didn't get that
impression), and she advised me to stay away from Brianna and Ava
(whom I wasn't really interested in anyway).  Lynn also recommended
that I meet Brooke, a petite, busty blonde, next week upon her return
from Chicago.

Lynn made it clear early on that she would be very receptive to my
wishes.  I don't have any particularly outlandish desires, but she did
take some initiative and suggest various position changes during our
session.  Her tongue also spent some time in a part of my body that
nobody's ever placed one before, a unique and pleasurable feeling.
She did not hesitate when I asked to come in her mouth, and as I did,
she induced even more pleasure by barely inserting her finger where
her tongue had been a little while before.

Lynn's bright, enthusiastic, energetic and cute.  I'd guess she's 5-6, 115,
34B-24-34.  An hour with her is one well spent.


Date:  May, 1996

Executive summary of my many posts from my New York trip:

Jillian Bradley and Friends (low east 30s; 779-3332): $160/half,
200/hour.  Tips are appreciated and maybe even expected.  I tipped $40
per session as a matter of course, so I didn't determine whether a tip
was required.  The rooms are truly luxurious, the women attractive
(even though I generally find only one or two to my liking each visit)
and intelligent, the sessions truly enjoyable.  I've had five good
encounters, one not so good.  Samantha was good, and so were Sasha
(Indian) and Lynn (Asian).  Britt is outstanding -- a little pudgier
than I usually like, but with a very pretty face; my three encounters
with her have been highly erotic and sensual, as compared to the
others, which have been highly enjoyable sexual experiences, but just
not of the same caliber.  Stay from Nicole (not very into sex, but
very into money), as well as Brianna and Ava (head cases, according to
one of the girls I've been with).

Kimberley and Friends (Upper West Side; advertises in the sex
newspapers as Wendy's Wicked Women): Elena provided me with the
greatest sexual experience of my life, but she wasn't there when I
went back, and none of the other ladies were even close in looks.  I
walked out the second time without doing any business.  Then I found
Jillian Bradley's and just never went back to Kimberley and Friends.

Men's Club, Corporate Treasures: Why go there when you can go to
Jillian Bradley's?  Price, I suppose, but value is more important to
me than price.  I gladly paid the extra money because I perceived
greater value at JB&F's.  I walked out of Men's Club and Corporate
Treasures without conducting any business either.

A cyber-correspondent recommends Ashley at California Girls (it's a
one-woman agency).  He reported the best bj of his life sans condom,
and an otherwise good experience with a nice girl who was good company
as well.


And here's some more of the individual posts:

*******

Re:  Jillian Bradley and Friends

Another report from NYC as I make the rounds of incall establishments,
trying to find the best (ahem) bang for my buck.  (As always, any
recommendations are appreciated.)  I paid a visit to this
establishment last night and emerged with mixed feelings.

I give it high marks for decor.  The waiting room is adequate, but the
room in which I had my session was beautiful -- tastefully decorated,
with a luxurious king-size bed with a wonderfully comfortable mattress
and lots of pillows, private bath and a TV playing adult videos from a
VCR (I found this distracting and basically ignored it, but others may
like the idea).

I was a little less impressed with the women available.  When I
called, I was told that seven were working that night, but by the time
I showed up for my appointment, I had only two to choose from.  Both
were dressed nicely, Farrah in a cross between evening wear and
bedroom attire, Samantha in something approximating business wear.
Both were attractive, but they were a little short of my hopes.  I
opted for Samantha, a Long Island college student who's probably about
5-7 or -8, slender, with very small, probably A-cup, breasts, brown
hair, doe eyes and nice legs encased in black hose.

Our one-hour session was unrushed.  Samantha likes to touch and be
touched, so we spent a lot of time letting our hands roam over each
other.  Once I was aroused, she administered some adequate oral
attention before we began a 30-minute stint in several variations on
the missionary position.  She moaned and sighed convincingly and
whispered all the right things in my ear.  I kept asking her what she
wanted me to do to enhance her pleasure, and all she would respond
with was, "Just fuck me."  I probably disappointed her several times
as I pulled out to avoid an early climax.  Than I asked her to let me
finish in her mouth, a prospect to which she agreed but obviously
wasn't thrilled with.  After a few moments of trying this, I realized
it wasn't going to be the experience I'd hoped for and returned to the
missionary position.  My orgasm was enhanced by her whispers of
encouragement and those wonderfully hose-clad legs, which she raised
up to my chest as I thrust away.  All in all, a very enjoyable session
with a pretty girl, but I would have preferred her to be a little more
aggressive than passive and a little more willing to engage in various
other positions.

The door fee at Jillian Bradley and Friends is $200/hour,
$160/half-hour.  It's located in a multi-level townhouse near 32nd and
Second.  The phone number is 212-779-3332.  Tell Samantha that "Frank"
said hi.

******

I called Priority Gold (nee Luxury Off Lexington) last night and had a
truly weird conversation.

First, the girl who answered the phone asked me if I was a member.
No, I replied.  She asked my race.  White.  She wanted to know if I
was in the city.  Yes.  She asked me if I'd been to any other NYC
incalls.  Yes.  Then she wanted to know if any had given me a code.
Huh?  She explained that many such places give out codes after a guy's
first visit and sounded confused when I told her that none had.  I
asked how to get a code.  She told me I had to visit an incall
establishment and get a code, and that she couldn't give me one over
the phone.  Then she hung up abruptly.

Priority Gold obviously isn't too interested in my business; I'll
oblige by taking it somewhere else.

********

I went back to Jillian Bradley and Friends for a second helping.
Samantha was there again, as were six other ladies, at least two of
whom I'd rate an 8.  This time, I opted for Nicole, mainly because she
looked great in a tan business suit she bought yesterday at Banana
Republic.  Nicole is a 22-year-old college student, majoring in
political science, with hopes of becoming a lawyer.  She's a
strawberry blonde with shoulder-length hair, freckles, and a figure
I'd guess at 34B-24-34 spread across a frame that's probably about
5-6, 125.  She also does outcall work for Encounter (212-246-5511; she
gave me a business card).

Again, I opted to spend an hour in one of the lavishly appointed rooms
at this place.  I probably would've done better with the half hour,
for Nicole wanted to talk, and we spent the first half hour as if we
were on a blind date.  She's also somewhat zany, a quality that may
endear here to some but that I found a bit annoying.

Once we got "more comfortable," I got the standard half-and-half, the
first half being rather perfunctory, the second marked by frequent
glances at her watch and an attitude I would characterize as less than
totally involved.  Also, Nicole's averse to saliva and wouldn't let me
kiss her breasts, neck, etc.  She interrupted me several times to
ensure that the condom was still in place -- that's a first.  She also
countered my thrusts during orgasm by pushing my pelvis back with her
hands as I was coming.

Bottom line: On a 1-5 scale, I'd give Samantha a 4 and Nicole a 2.
The facilities at this "gentlemen's bordello" are really, really nice,
though, and the ladies are quite friendly in the greeting area.  All
sound at least halfway intelligent, and their attire is generally more
discreet than I've seen in some other places.

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