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I wonder if there are any other veterans around here who remember the Golden Age that ended about 1985 when the AIDS scare really sank in.

When BBBJ, usually TC, was taken for granted as part of every session, and uncovered FS was normally available, only occasionally for an extra charge.

When the idea of shaving the private parts was considered weirdo--indeed, the only provider I ever knew who did it was the lovely and fondly remembered Mick, and she counterbalanced it by not shaving under her arms.

When what is now called Asian was called Around the World, and what is now called Russian was called Swedish.

When there was no concern over ID, security checks, etc. because LE was only interested in the streetwalkers and in the relatively palatial establishments generally believed to be controlled by organized crime (they were shut down about 1981).

Anybody remember Mick? Catherine, in her loft at 27th and Broadway? Diane, who worked with Catherine and then in her own apartment on West 57th? I could go on...

Those were the days, my friend; we thought they'd never end...
 

pswope

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Ahhh, I'm a sucker for nostalgia threads. This is first one I've seen mentioning Mick. I saw her in a clapboard house on what was then called Swing Street . The place was the original location of what is now Overtures on 48th. If I recall correctly,Mick collected ceramic frogs and was one of many bohemian type of working girls in pre-AIDS times. She had beautiful alabaster skin.
 
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Ahhh, Overture. The classiest place of all. From an empty house by the Hilton, to an apartment on East 58th, to its present location--which I won't publish, since they don't advertise. The classiest place of them all, bar none.

Yes, that's Mick, frogs and all. She went from the old place to her own place near the Pierre to her own place in the upper 30s west of Park Avenue South, and then faded away.
 

pswope

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The 58th street location had a russian lady,who was perhaps the most beautiful working girl I ever met. She was fairly aloof towards me,but it didn't matter.
Also 1st learned that commercial sex is as negotiable as any other commercial enterprise,when another 58th street lovely bartered 3 -1/2 price sessions(her share) in exchange for aSeperation Agreement.
 
#5
I remember Sonya at 58th St, a Soviet refugee type, quite pleasant and proficient, attractive but not a drop-dead beauty such as you describe.

There was a real stunner who was Belgian--forget her name.

I love the barter deal--never happened to me!! Wonder who it was (I'm not asking!)

Remember Patty? Remember Tina (went to the phones)? Remember a long tall New Zealander whose name I forget? Remember Julie, who broke her arm?

Ah, memory.........
 

pswope

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The names have become a blur(except Mick,since it was an unusual d/b/a). Was the belgian a brunette?
Didn't know that Tina walked the floor. Always thought she was just a phone lady. She made great lemonade.

The barter lady was a 5'9" brunette,centerfold bod,so-so face. Real party girl type,atypical of Overtures types( that she suggested the barter deal was as atypical for the culture at Overtures as a McKinsey& Co consultant procuring working girls for his client would be).
 
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Originally posted by rajah
IWhen the idea of shaving the private parts was considered weirdo--indeed, the only provider I ever knew who did it was the lovely and fondly remembered Mick, and she counterbalanced it by not shaving under her arms.
Oh Boy, memory lane, my favorite subject.
How about the lady, had a place I think in East 20's that advertised as "Pandy Bare" (Weren't they all in the East 20's).
The ad had some kind of poem
blah, blah, blah no hair
And they called me Pandy Bare
My first shaved pusy.
Sweet!
 
#9
Originally posted by rajah
Catherine, in her loft at 27th and Broadway? Diane, who worked with Catherine and then in her own apartment on West 57th? I could go on...
Damn Rajah, you are incredible with those names!
I was in LOVE with Catherine. Sometimes would see her twice a week.
Is the following Diane?
I first saw her when she and a roomate had a place on upper East Side, and in a Screw ad offered "around-the-world". My first time for this. And I knew her for almost 6 years, and through out all that time she always gave me a mind blowing rim-job.
Then she moved to the big building on 57th Street just West of 8th that had a pool and swinger's club in the basement, and hired a bunch of girls. Her husband was always around one way or another. I even did a few sessions with her and her husband.
This lady also worked as an accountant.
I went to the 57th Street place so often I used to pay her by check.
At the 57th Street place there was an incredible dark haired girl with a southern accent that I also was in love with. Ran off with a client. I'd give anything to find her again.
At one point she hired a PR girl who ran off with the husband.
This lady opened a place on Lex or 3rd in the 50's, and that's when I first met Catherine. I used to see her often at the place on 27th.
God Damn! That was a great time! I want it back NOW!
 
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Wife of a DJ

Sorry to be a little cryptic here but, I don't want to give a name.
At one of the fancy massage parlors (Taj Majha or something like that), I met an incredible girl.
She was the wife of a guy who was an on again off again disk jocky, was involved in the NYC porn industry, and then moved to S.F.
They had a place on West 14th. I think the same building as Bernie Getz. I used to see her at her place when her husband was out.
She was short, a little chunky, with great dark curly hair.
I know she saw other guys the same way.
I'd also love to find her.
 

pswope

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Re: pswope..........

Originally posted by Ozzy
are there any old hookers in NY that you don't know?
I guess the only thing that's left is for me to do the daughter of one of the working girls I did in my youth. After that,I cut off my penis.


(although,I did have the mother of a working girl call me and ask me to stop seeing her daughter on the side because she feared her kid was going to get hooked on me[the father she never saw])



btw-between NJCBlonde,Ana of LI,and oldtimer's posts,I can never loook at accountants the same way again.
 
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PS:

I actually did bang a prostitute whose mother, it turned out, I had banged when I first started whoring. Although it was rather disconcerting to discover that fact and I felt ashamed of myself for a little while, I did not cut my penis off.

I might get to bang the third generation for a hat trick in another 20 or so years if female children are had. Seems to almost be a genetic thing in this family. The women are erotic Kalikaks of a sort and predisposed to earning a living by prostituting themselves.
 
#13
Originally posted by Judge Crater
Kalikaks .
Now what's that? Oh do you mean Kallikak in reference to the hillbillies-move-West series that only lasted a month in August of 1977.
Or, perhaps it is a reference to Goddard's Kallikaks, a Study of Feeble-mindedness opened at Vineland, New Jersey in 1906.
Wow, and I thought I had to go to Syracuse & NYU for an education.
Way to go Judge!
 
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Oh Lord, here I go . . .

Pandy Bare!! Yes!! Thanks for the memory,oldtimer. My first shaved pussy, too!

As for multi-generational memories . . . There once was a lady named Susannah (a self-proclaimed ballerina) who worked at Isabella's Erotic Paradise (1005 Second Ave., upstairs). Long gone, so don't bother. She was so-so, but incredible flexibility. Anyway, she was 40-ish and I asked for someone to walk in and watch us complete the deed. (What can I say? It was a phase I was going through.) So in walks this 20-ish woman who sits down next to the bed and says, "You'd better show my mother a good time." No kidding. Shocked the hell out of me. And shocked me even more that I was able to do as commanded.
 
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Zorba

Okay, here's another. (Can you tell that I like to remember) ?
Zorba was a heavy set black woman who was nice but strange. She specialized in S&M sessions that included straight.
The place was a 2nd or 3rd floor walkup on the East side of Third Avenue between 28th & 29th Street.
(Amazing that I can remember that detail, and I couldn't remember Catherine's name).
Zorba did some Dom. but mostly she ran a string of submissive women. They would do anything! There was even one of them that would accept a brown shower (no, never went there).
The subs were mostly from out of town at a time when that sort of thing didn't really happen.
I did have some fun there, but I often got the feeling that the subs were sent there as punishment by a pimp.
The weirdest part was that you had to tell Zorba what you wanted by selecting items from her "menu". And if you wavered from the menu she would get all upset.
 
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Pswope: Yes, the Belgian was a brunette. She was fixing up an old house in one of the outer boroughs.

Tina definitely worked the floor to begin with, I saw her often. I think she moved to the phones when the first phone girl I recall at 58th Street--a nice plumpish lady from Tennessee--fell afoul of the manageress (no names, please, you know it I'm sure). Said manageress ran a very taut ship, as you are aware from your reference to McKinsey etc.

Oldtimer2: Yes, Catherine was a real sweetie. I first knew her in the spring of 1980. Her colleague in the loft then was Nina, a southern girl. Before too long Catherine took a few months off, and when she came back her colleague was Diane. At some point she lived for a while in an apartment on Hudson Street, then she moved back to the loft and had various colleagues. One I remember was named Cindy and rode a motorcycle. Along about 1985 or 1986 she announced she was getting married (again--she had been married before and had a child) and going back where she came from. She was great company, mildly ditzy--she got a nose job at one point which she didn't need. Tallish and very slender. I still remember what day her birthday was. I guess she'd be in her fifties now.

As for Diane, she was a blonde, medium height, not slender but certainly not fat, and yes she did go around the world better than Jules Verne ever dreamed of. When she parted from Catherine she received company in an apartment in that building just west of 8th that you mention, just beyond the Colosseum Book Store as I recall. I never had the feeling there was a husband around, but there were engineering books and things that fit with there having been one who decamped. She did go by "Mrs. F-------" (no names please) with the doorman. I didn't know about the accounting either but I did know she had managed an apartment complex. Nor did I know she had organized an operation of her own. That must have been before I knew her.

Was the place in the basement of the building called The Fifth Season? I know there was such a spa over that way; Catherine said once she had worked there briefly and hated it.
 
#18
Nina

Nina! Rajah you are a genius and do have the experience. God damn I was in love with her.
Probably fat with kids now. Hey, so am I.
I never went to the place in the basement, so I have no hope for the name.
"around the world better than Jules Verne ever dreamed of" that's an absolutely beautiful way to out it.
How about a girl, young by herself in the East 50's was the first one to advertise Greek (actually I think she said anal). She used to prep herself with anal ease.
And, Rajah, the girl on 14th I referred to no recollection of her huh? The reason I ask again is that there was someone who frequented the loft & 57th Street who also saw the girl on 14th.
 
#19
Oldtimer2: No, no recollection of the lady you refer to on 14th Street, nor of the Anal-Ease lady in the 50s.

Catherine told me Nina went home to her Southern city and married her boyfriend, who wanted to be a cop.

A further item about Diane: She disappeared one day for good. The phone number was forwarded down to a place you may remember, a loft in a musty building sort of behind the Flatiron (22d St between Bway and 5th or 5th and 6th maybe???). There were some good providers there too. There was one named Eve, chunky but beautiful breasts and very talented (another Jules Verne). She later set up shop for herself with a friend in that apartment building on 47th between 6th and 7th that has been a home to the profession for decades--the one that Frances, the subject of another thread, currently lives in. Eve was a bright lady, very businesslike, delivered excellent service.

Can you believe that back then we thought $85 an hour was high?

Damn, I miss the bushes. If there is anything sillier looking (and less interesting to play with) than shaved female pubis and pudenda I don't know what it is. Makes a woman's shape seem all out of proportion, too. I hope I live to see that fad of the last 7 or 8 years go away.
 
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I recall fondly way back in my early whoring non hobbying days hooking up many times with a woman 15 my senior. I had met her through an American based OnLine provider (hint hint). I came to find out later, she was an ex-stripper, busty (the way I like them), shapely legs (excellent in black stockings), and horny as all get go. She was my first bootie call before I knew what the hell a bootie call was. She never hesitated to meet me when the mood struck, because I know she was always in the mood herself. Oh and she loved back door action, I could not have asked for anything more nor would I expected more. Hell I was dumbfounded as to how I got that lucky to begin with.

We kinda stopped seeing each other because of distance problems, me in NNJ and she in lower CNJ but I recall fondly of our times together. She had class, high drive, was willing to explore a bit and best of all she chose me :D


::I had this one in the deepest recesses of my mind. It's time for some pring cleaning to make room for new stories::

Peace Out
C
 
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