Hell, I could do that. All you need is a teensy bit of experience with women, it’s not thatdifficult to learn “foreplay”. Only teenage boys with no experience whatsoever are crap in bed. The learning curve for sex is very steep and easily learned; a few nights of experience, and bam! you’ve got everything down you need to know.
People who are obsessed with “moves” and all that Kama Sutra shit are bores. 50% of sex is mental/emotional. No one cares about that porn star shit, unless you’re a vapid porn starlet yourself. It’s all about making a connection and that cannot be learned by a labratory of toys. In fact, like many guys I am turned off by women with extensive experience in the arts of “love” (i.e., meaningless fucking).
You obviously don’t have “the moves” then (or have had them made on you.)
I’ve never been assaulted with moves and a labratory of toys (at the same time anyway ) so I unfortunately can’t speak from experience.
Or maybe the idea of a place like this just totally doesn’t do it for women (though bob brought up the Friday Club.) Or maybe girls never get to express their sexuality the way guys do, and the world may never know…
The older I get, the more the emotional side of sex gets to me. Maybe it’s just me. The physical calesthenetics (spell?) gets to be a bore…it’s like practicing to be a sex robot, not a human being. Know what I’m saying? I’d just rather have someone touch me in an intimate manner than robotically Kama Sutra me with programmed sex moves…there’s something phoney and artificial about all that porno crap.
Damn, I wish you’d tell this to my wife – she’s convinced I’m the only man among thousands who doesn’t do this – Although I DO wear the skimpy outfits (frayed boxers with cigarette burns count as skimpy, right?).
Yea, but try it with another person and it’s not so easy.[/quote]
Bullshit. It’s much easier with two – two extra hands means you don’t have to put down your beer and you can take your cigarette out of your mouth between puffs.
A few years back my best friend and I would always joke that we should quite our day jobs and become “Friday Boys”.[/quote]
Years ago, I had a local roommate that worked at a Fridays club, one of the last big clubs before the Mayor Chen crackdown. It was really interesting to hear about all of the lies and tricks he’d pull to get these women to continually shower him with money and presents, including scooters and keyboards. These stupid bitches would buy the whole thing that he was an architect by day (yeah, right), blah, blah, blah. Young rich women and old rich women. He somehow managed to sleep his way into becoming the advertising manager of a major magazine publishing house here.
Looking at men who take off their clothes and swinging round in a thong for more than 10 minutes is just painfull…
I’d rather go with the guys to a women stripclub and look at smooth, sweaty and curvy women bodies and burbing, putting my hand down scrathing something while drinking a bud.
Sounds more fun, right?
The thing is women have just more beautiful bodies than men.
Even if they were Brad Pitt or Johnny Depp (hubba hubba hubba, grrrrr!) I’d have had enough after one beer and that thong-swingin-poll-dance, ya know?
Stripclubs are (some) mens sanctuary and…hmm…shopping or something like that is (some) womens sanctuary.
I don’t think you could find a trendy and fashionable men- brothel/strip club, that would be a succes and have the ladies (and Im not talking about the rich and clueless ones) come back again and again and again. It’s just boring as hell.
Well at least that’s my opinion. I also think the Chippendales - the buffed, thonged and Fabios strippers are really yesterdays news. Not even todays news. Never were in my world. Keep your pants on, boy!
-sorry, this post didn’t make any sense… :help:
I need sleep…
I disagree that men just go to strip clubs to see something better than what they have back home.
If you’re a man and you want to work at Chippendale’s, you need to have a body that is more perfect than perfect. At least back home, there is an assortment of strip clubs for men, and in some of them there are women who are decidedly average-looking, fat, cracked-out, whatever.
I assume they all make money, or they wouldn’t be there.
I have had had more than one friend who was convinced that a stripper really, REALLY, liked him, and if he just went back to the club she would soon fall in love with him. They blew a lot of money, but it never happened.
Had other friends who believed that they had a “friend” who workd at a strip club. No amount of me telling them “dude, if you met her in the club and have never seen her outside the club, she is not your friend” had any effect. They just like to believed some stripper who was taking their money really was their friend just like some guys think the bar owner who is friendly to them and takes your money when you spend mucho dinero in his club really is your friend. It’s business, dude. But they never believe it.
I just don’t think females, who by the time they are old enough to go to a bar have had thousands of guys telling them every “I really like you” line in the book just to get into their pants would be so easily swayed.
But it’s nice to know some ladies out there like to look at men. I wish they liked to look at me.
I gotta go to the gym.
Uh, maybe the desired equipment wouldn’t be the type that requires viagra to be useful…
Anyways, I’m getting off-topic of what I wanted to say.
If women had strip clubs, they’d probably be full of private booths where the men stripped them. That would be more interesting.
I mean, seriously, I wouldn’t pay to see some guy shaking his spandex-covered genitals at me. Not even if he had a hairy chest and some love handles to boot.
Get a guy in a pair of loose-fitting pajama pants on stage, but instead of a pole dance, he could just run a vacuum cleaner or do some dishes while dancing. Hell, that’s what strippers should do at bachelorette parties… clear the table, do the dishes and shake their behinds to music while they do it.
Oh loosen up old man! It’s just a woman’s point of view. I sure can’t blame a woman for liking the thought of a good-looking and partially naked man clearing tables and doing dishes. The good looking and naked part aside, the dishes are being done. Every woman’s dream that is.
Perhaps I am a bit strident this evening, or perhaps if I were to talk about having the strippers clean up the dishes and “shake their asses while they did it” I’d be called sexist and abusive. Then again maybe Imaniou was being facetious and we are back to me being strident. I dunno. I dunno anything.
Hell, a housekeeper and male escort all rolled into one? I’m game. Where’s Maoman’s Houseboy when you need him?
Methinks you are being strident. Anyways, I’m not all that interested in how much a guy fills his speedos (yes, to me size only matters if it’s an extreme on either side of the continuum) nor would I want to see one wrap himself around a pole or give lap dances. But show me a guy who can make housework look sexy and I’d pay for an evening of that. Especially if he were performing in my house.
I was not being the slightest bit facetious, except that I wouldn’t be interested in a guy even if he had some love handles and chest hair. The truth is, I would find it hard to resist him for those very reasons. :lovestruck:
Cheery-o, chaps and don’t stay up too late pondering how you can create a strip club to accomodate the ImaniOU’s out there. I’m a girl with simple needs. All I ask for is a little chest hair and an ability to fold laundry with rhythm.
) so I unfortunately can’t speak from experience.
Anyways, I’m not all that interested in how much a guy fills his speedos (yes, to me size only matters if it’s an extreme on either side of the continuum) nor would I want to see one wrap himself around a pole or give lap dances. But show me a guy who can make housework look sexy and I’d pay for an evening of that. Especially if he were performing in my house.