Tales from the brothel?

Where did I miss that in this thread?

Oz

Two of my mates who paid into a “swingers party” in Sydney
a few years ago, which was really just a house full of h*rned up blokes
and a few hookers trying to service them all (having to pay in should
have sent alarm bells ringing). One lad from Donegal was a bit shy, but
the other lad was practically nudging lads out of the way while they
were on the job to get a go. He’s a big lad, and when one of the girls
seen what was coming towards her she started shouting to her mate “GET
THE LUBE, GET THE LUBE”. The Donegal lad said at that point the romance
died and he got dressed and left.

Was out in the picturesque city of Krakow there recently. Came in from town a couple of nights into the sojourn, back to the crumbling old soviet style Hotel Cracovia. It says in the guidebook that the interior looks like the the set of an Austin Powers movie, which is pretty accurate. Said I’d go for a nightcap in the ‘Lobby Bar’, half a litre of Tyskie. There’s just the bar girl and then there’s these two resident chain smoking women, both drinking Vodka. One of them has the definite look of a brasser about her, the other one just looks very fat. I sit at the bar alone and concentrate on my Tyskie pretending to be interested in the highlights of KS Cracovia’s game that day playing on the TV. ‘Maria’ brings her vodka up to the counter and sits beside me. She’s 50 if she’s a day, with those mad eyes only hookers have. We exchange the usual nonsense, she makes plenty of transparent remarks about how lonely life is and gives it the old glad eye, now very dim compared to what it was when she was a young hooker 30 years ago. She said she worked the adjoining casino for 18 years, as what she didn’t need to say. She showed me a picture of her daughter on her phone who was about 20, her chincilla which looked about a year old, her hamster who she said was two years old and her dog who was only a month old. She interchanged the English word ‘doctor’ with ‘daughter’ quite alot which was confusing over the course of the conversation.

Anyway I had had enough of this parley about domestic pets and decided to bring matters to a head so to speak. The bar girl had disappeared so I didn’t bother with another drink, I reached for my jacket as ‘Maria’ asked were we off upstairs. I said I was, “Alone?” says she. I laughed, said Dobri “nots” to the two hookers and went to bed.

[quote=“Spidey”]Oz

Two of my mates who paid into a “swingers party” in Sydney
a few years ago, which was really just a house full of h*rned up blokes
and a few hookers trying to service them all (having to pay in should
have sent alarm bells ringing). One lad from Donegal was a bit shy, but
the other lad was practically nudging lads out of the way while they
were on the job to get a go. He’s a big lad, and when one of the girls
seen what was coming towards her she started shouting to her mate “GET
THE LUBE, GET THE LUBE”. The Donegal lad said at that point the romance
died and he got dressed and left.[/quote]

:clap: How did I miss this story, cracking. “The romance died”. Brilliant.

An interesting view, from Dan Savage, especially for WBY.

Thank you for the note, MAFG, and thanksI thinkfor pointing me to George Sodini’s blog. The blog has been pulled down, but it is extensively quoted in news reports and it makes for depressing reading. It’s never pretty when chronic sexual deprivation and a lifetime of romantic rejection slam into a narcissistic personality with sociopathic tendencies who happens to live in a country awash in guns:

“I actually look good. I dress good, am clean-shaven, bathe, touch of cologneyet 30 million women rejected me, over an 18- or 25-year period. That is how I see it. Thirty million is my rough guesstimate of how many desirable single women there are.”

So, hey, why not go shoot up an aerobics class full of women?

A woman I knew at collegean antiviolence activist, righteous and right-onused to say, “Testosterone is gasoline, porn the match.” I disagree. Testosterone is gasolinewhich isn’t necessarily a bad thing (gas makes things go)but sexual frustration is the match.

I’m not suggesting that this tragedy could’ve been averted if only some selfless woman had “taken one for the team” and married Sodini, an asshole and a sociopath. The women who rejected him obviously saw him for what he was and were right to run in the other direction. But if someone had told Sodini, who hadn’t had sex since 1990, to see sex workerssomething I advised the guys in my column two weeks ago to consider (among other things)it might have taken the edge off his anger and kept it from curdling into homicidal rage. Maybe if we, as a society, valued sex workers and sex work, if we legalized and regulated it, and if we viewed “paying for it” as a legitimate option for guys who would otherwise go without for decades, perhaps this tragedy could have been averted.
Don’t get me wrong: I wouldn’t wish a client as sick as Sodini on any of my sex-worker pals. But if Sodini had started seeing sex workers back in 1991 and not, say, two weeks ago last Monday, perhaps he wouldn’t have snapped.

But Sodini wasn’t taking advice from me. He was getting it from R. Don Steele, author of How to Date Young Women: For Men Over 35. The book was sitting on Sodini’s coffee table in a video he posted to the web. Steele apparently traffics inand profits frominstilling false hopes in losers like Sodini. (“Immediately improve your success with women!” Steele says on his website www.steelballs.com. “Everything is 100% guaranteed money back.”)

Sodini felt that he was entitled not just to sex and a romantic relationship, but to sex and a romantic relationship with a much younger woman. And he was following the advice of a love-and-romance guru who encouraged him to cling to that belief. But Sodini wasn’t just another socially maladapted schlub furious with the worldand with womenfor denying him the twentysomething ass he felt he had coming. Sodini was a nut. And he couldn’t understand why, if he was doing everything right, he wasn’t finding the success that Steele guaranteed him.

Someone needed to sit Sodini down and explain that settling down requires settling for and that young women are usually interested in young men and that we can’t always have what we want and that there might be women out there who would date himperhaps women closer to his own age, women in his own league in the looks and social-skills departments (and Sodini wasn’t bad looking)but no woman was going to date him until after he got his shit together. And someone needed to tell him that he wasn’t going to impress the ladies by leaving How to Date Young Women: For Men Over 35 on his coffee table.

And someone needed to tell him that some menand some womenare alone all their lives and, yeah, that sucks and it’s not fair and it hurts.

Instead, Sodini had R. Don “Steel Balls” Steele telling him that if he just bought a matching sofa setreallyand the right suit, that success was guaranteed.


mail@savagelove.net

It’s just not workable.

Do you think that if a sexually frustrated nutcase can pay for sex then that will satisfy him?
Do you think paying for sex increases or decreases the customer’s self confidence?
What about a poor sexually frustrated nutcase? What then? Will the governement have a sex card for poor people they make sure they get some, to stop them from turning into the beggers and thieves?

That’s before we even touch on creating legal sex workers. There are a million questions but here are two of my quirkier thoughts:
Will they have a union?
How does this effect sexual harassment law?

[quote=“cluaindiuic”]It’s just not workable.

Do you think that if a sexually frustrated nutcase can pay for sex then that will satisfy him?
Do you think paying for sex increases or decreases the customer’s self confidence?
What about a poor sexually frustrated nutcase? What then? Will the governement have a sex card for poor people they make sure they get some, to stop them from turning into the beggers and thieves?

That’s before we even touch on creating legal sex workers. There are a million questions but here are two of my quirkier thoughts:
Will they have a union?
How does this effect sexual harassment law?[/quote]

You’re thinking about this too much.

Did you know that Ted Bundy’s first dog was a collie named Lassie?

I’m off to buy a matching sofa set and a nice suit. There could be something in this.

[quote=“Flano”]You’re thinking about this too much.

Did you know that Ted Bundy’s first dog was a collie named Lassie?[/quote]

I didn’t.

I have to return some videotapes.

This guy was more of a Charles Whitman than a Ted Bundy I feel, Flano.

I’m just quoting Patrick Bateman.

I was never a fan of Bateman, Flano. If I was to become a psycho it would have to be modelled on a Whitman-style ex USMC gone wrong nut job with a good shot from an elevated position style attack.

I’ve always favourerd Rathmines Clock Tower for such an event.

I was a big fan of the Washington Snipers MO. You can’t beat a good frenzy of fear gripping a city.

myboyblue knows the score. Some idiots would have gone for Liberty Hall because of its height without thinking of the aesthetics. Also you’d be shooting at a better class of target up in Rathmines, journalism students, lads falling out of Rody Bolands, Rathmines Carnegie Library card holders etc. you could hold up the entire Rathmines strip from Portobello up to Murphy’s. If I’m not mistaken the Garda Station would also be in your field of fire. The response from the authorities would be intriguing. I’d assume the army from Cathal Brugha would be immediately mobilised. I’d say their only chance of taking you out would be heavy ordnance though. Maybe the Rangers could be summoned from the Curragh and scale the tower and do you with percussion rounds or something. It’s an intriguing question and one I intend to seek answers for through some performance art of my own in the not too distant future.

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This thread has taken a dark twist, which 20 posts ago seemed impossible.

Well played SS**

[quote=“cluaindiuic”]It’s just not workable.

Do you think that if a sexually frustrated nutcase can pay for sex then that will satisfy him?

Do you think paying for sex increases or decreases the customer’s self confidence?

What about a poor sexually frustrated nutcase? What then? Will the governement have a sex card for poor people they make sure they get some, to stop them from turning into the beggers and thieves?

That’s before we even touch on creating legal sex workers. There are a million questions but here are two of my quirkier thoughts:
Will they have a union?
How does this effect sexual harassment law?[/quote]

Dan Savage reckoned if this dude had started going to a prossy when he was 29 (the last time he had sex) it might have stopped him slowly going insane.

Any whores I’ve been with tend to talk you up big-time (probably because I’m the man and also maybe because they want my money) so yeah I think self-confidence increases. Remember, this is in a situation where they’re legal and normalized.

Poor people can go to a sex surrogate on most medical cards in the US. :wink: http://www.surrogatetherapy.org/SurrogatePartnerTherapy.html

They have a union in Amsterdam, no?

I don’t understand, are you suggesting a sex-worker would file a sexual harrassment case against a client???

Bumped for any new members over the last 6 months or so. Please add any stories regaling mishaps your ‘friends’ may have had while visiting a lady of the night.

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