Now Hotel Street back in the day was an entirely different story, but that's a story for another day. lol
I have to agree that the "bad old days" really weren't so bad after all and today aint as good as it seems. (With my apologies to Billy Joel) I got plenty of pussy before the internet, I got plenty of pussy without even using the internet well after TER was created, and since I haven't lived in what would be called a "TER city" for several years, TER really doesn't affect my ability to get laid or the quality of the women I see, although it is another tool in the toolbox.
And PS, "YELLOW PAGES" in the twenty first century??? lol I bet you not even Fishbro has seen a phone book in over a decade. lol
Oh lastly, yes I too got GFE surprisingly often well before it was ever a term, and there is/was nothing unusual about being a regular of a streetwalker, I got pretty well known in many of the "red light districts" in the various cities I lived in back then, it was good to be well known, the girls would know you weren't going to beat them or arrest them and in turn they weren't likely to try any funny business in return knowing that you were going to be back and not on a plane out of town the next day. Tourists are/were fair game to rip off, ripping off locals carried a LOT more risk.
Back in the '90's I had a few experiences trying to see providers. I was in my 20's then, most of the women I tried to ask out rejected me, and I tried escorts.
(I was married in 2001 when I was 32, and I was happily married for 17 years until my wife passed away from cancer in 2018.)
In the 90's we didn't have TER. Heck, we didn't even have the internet until the late '90's. A lot of people didn't even have cell phones in the '90's (I didn't). So finding escorts was a lot more challenging.
I discovered that in the yellow pages, if you looked up Escorts, you would find dozens of numbers for escorts. However, calling these numbers was a crap shoot. A lot of escort services continually had to change their numbers (to avoid LE) or some just outright went out of business. There were some "escort" services which were scammers. So you never knew what you would get when you tried to call one of these numbers.
It was particularly awkward if you called one of the numbers and the person answering said "Hello?" You didn't know if you were speaking to an agency or some random person who had gotten that phone number because the agency had to change its number or went out of business. You could try saying, "Is this ABC Escorts?" and hope the person said, "Yes." Sometimes the person would say "WHAT? Who is this?" and you had to hang up really fast. Back then we didn't have caller ID, you had to call star-69 to find out the number of the person who just called you, and if anyone did that they'd get the hotel number.
Back then, the escorts were all outbound. They were very limited in where they would go, most of them would only go to hotels, not residences. They were all driven to their hotels by bodyguard/pimps.
The escorts would not kiss you back then. They would not perform BJs unless you had a condom on.
So you would go check in at a hotel and start calling escort numbers in the yellow pages and hope you got in touch with someone. I had some good experiences, some experiences when I couldn't get in touch with an agency and I just wound up wasting money on a hotel room I didn't need, and some experiences getting scammed.
The way it was supposed to work, when you called the numbers, a rep from the agency would answer, take your information and ask what type of woman you were interested in. Then they would have a lady call you back who met your qualifications and set up an appointment.
But scammers were out there to take advantage of you. One time I called an agency and they had a woman call me back who described herself as tall and voluptuous and she sounded like the type of woman who would really turn me on. She said she would be at my hotel room in 45 minutes. Fifteen minutes later there was a knock on my door and it was a short heavyset older woman who looked and sounded nothing like the woman I had talked with on the phone. She said that woman had gotten sick and she was sent to me to replace her, but she would take care of me. I paid her the fee and then she started giving me a covered BJ. I tried to touch her and she said, No, all I was going to get was a BJ. I was p****ed because I had already paid the fee and she wasn't even the woman I thought I would be getting. I asked for my money back. She called her "manager" and handed me the phone and the "manager" told me I couldn't get a refund. I told the woman to leave because she wasn't turning me on. Five minutes after she left, the first woman called me back. She said she had gotten held up in traffic but would be there in ten minutes. I was like, "What? Some other woman already showed up and said you were sick! I paid her and she wouldn't even do anything!" The first woman was very apologetic and said they had had some issues with other agencies tapping into their phone lines and stealing their clients. She said she would still come out and take care of me. At that point I didn't have any money left, so I said forget it.
Another time, a provider showed up and said her rate was $100 for an hour. She was hot so I spent an hour with her. At the end of the hour she asked if I wanted more time, I said No, and she left. Five minutes later there was a knock at my door. A guy three times bigger than me was there. He said he was her driver and that I had not paid the full rate of $200. I told him she accepted my $100 payment and didn't have an issue with it. He said no, that I had to pay another hundred or I would be beaten up. I didn't even have $100 on me. I scraped together $45, including $5 in change. He glared at me and I thought he would still beat me up and leave me half dead on the hotel room floor. But he took my money and left.
One time, after making several phone numbers to wrong numbers and not getting in touch with an escort agency, the hotel phone rang and it was the guy at the front office asking me why I was using the phone so much. He said he would be watching my room to see if I was trying to make drug deals. That scared the crap out of me so I quit trying to call at that point and checked out.
One provider who showed up was sloshed. She giggled all the way through the session and said she'd had two tequilas before she got to me. You could smell the alcohol on her clothes and her breath. She asked if I had any alcohol. I didn't and I just went through the motions with her until the hour was up.
But not all of the sessions back then were scams or bad. I did meet a wonderful hot provider named "Rain." I called her agency and asked for her several times and she would always give me two hours and only charge me for one. She said I was her favorite client. She said her other job was putting haunted houses together. Unfortunately, after seeing her three times, her agency changed its number or went out of business, because calling her agency got me a disconnected number. I tried calling other agencies and asking for "Rain" but couldn't find her.
Did anyone else have experiences in the '90's with escorts?
Dude, all that and more. You just never knew what you were going to get what with the scammers, fakers and outright thieves. It was shocking when you actually met a hot girl, she didn't upsell you, and she actually put out. And if all that happened, she'd disappear in a couple of weeks.
When I moved to LA the standard rate was 250-300. I found one madam who had a reliable team of girls but even amongst them there was the occasional dud. As for finding a duo--good luck. If you asked for that some ladies would presume that there was a bachelor party going on and they wanted no part of it. A couple asked me if I was on drugs. And a few who showed up faked it--they would peck each other on the cheek and call it a day.
It was by turns exhilarating and exhausting.
handsome back then and didn't need to pay at that age. I was a pick-up artist. I first started paying at age 48.
Never had a scary one, but there were a few clunkers.
Never had a scary one, but there were a few clunkers.
My experiences in 70s and 80s were never scary and yes there were some clunkers, but it was a hell of a lot cheaper.
By the time the 90s came around I was experience enough to figure out who the scammers were and was able to avoid them.
and since I grew up "on the wrong side of the tracks" complete with pimps, hookers, drug dealers et al, none of what the OP described was particularly "scary" to me.
I will confess to one time that I feared for my life, but it was only about ten years ago in Cartagena Colombia when the taxi driver took us deep into the worst part of town with nary a gringo to be found within 20 miles, and the first thing I noticed was that "security" was armed with a machine gun. I didn't even want to get out of the cab, but I figured if I was going to die that night it was NOT going to be sniveling in the back of a taxi cab. lol I went on to have a great time, but I wouldn't go back to that place on a bet, even I had the slightest idea of how to find it again.
Back to the 70's through the 90's, yes the yellow pages were very hit and miss, but there were always street walkers, strippers, hookers "working" hotel bars, brothels and a thousand other ways that johns could find hookers. Yes things are much different today, but I have thoroughly enjoyed fucking hookers in the 70's 80's 90's and the 21st century alike.
wow, can you share the Columbia story, sounds interesting
Trying to remember the 90s, good thread.
I was into brothels and window girls (Amsterdam, Berlin, etc.). In the US, I lived near Nevada, so Mustang Ranch, Bunny Ranch, etc. and then supplemented heavily with AMPS. Also did some SW action as you could at least see what you were getting. There were some smoking hot girls on the strips. That all changed with the internet. And as you noted, no LFK or DFK and most things covered. BBBJ was a rare but welcomed service.
Got my start in '92 at the Mustang Ranch with a fabulous blonde who introduced me to the wonderful world of BJs at the tender age of 38 (I married as a virgin, didn't stray and the soon-to-be ex-wife didn't like oral, either giving or receiving).
Visited a couple of the other NV ranches over the years and then graduated to closer to home escorts.
That must have been a mind-blowing (pun intended) experience the first time that happened.
I was at the Mustang Ranch a few years before then and much younger. First and last time I came 5 times in a little over an hour. I note a little over an hour because the young blonde took it as a mission to see how many times she could get me to cum. She was fascinated after 3 and then obsessed. I also remember not wanting a drink, but she was drinking my drinks. I guess she wasn't supposed to be imbibing so much, but she would ask, then shush me (microphone in the rooms). Then leave and come back with a glass of hard liquor.
Anyway, the first time she barely touched me and round one. She was so gorgeous and I was so young and horny. Second, BBBJ and round two done. Her mouth was so wet and warm, I remember it to this day. Third round more BBBJ and then on with the hat and missionary, and I blew it felt so damn good. Four was a more normal round of missionary and then cowgirl. Seeing those beautiful tits bounce up and down was too much and I blew again. We were coming up on the hour and I said something and she smiled, now sloppy drunk and she said nuh-uh, you're not leaving! She was like I bet I can get another out of you. Bj, plus HJ, then on with the cover and doggie and I was pounding her hard and squeezing that beautiful ass. Fantasy fuck for me, she was cheerleader blonde beautiful and it took some time, which was more like a normal amount of time for most guys, and she got numbet 5 out of me. Ah, to be young again. And she was pretty proud of herself, I'm sure she still tells the story of how hot she was in her youth and once got a guy off 5 times! 
I had such a good time that Friday night during my one-hour appointment that I booked her that night for an overnight the next evening!
Took her back to my suite and she told me she was going to fuck me all night -- and she did! (Well, we did sneak in an extended nap around 3 AM!)
I'd now call most of that evening an extended CW session and while she didn't get 5 out of me, it was close.
We saw each other 3 more times over the next 18 months or so, either at her place in the Bay Area or my place in L.A. county.
Fond memories of younger times, eh?
So it was pre-internet, but my experience was different from yours. I bought tabloid-sized guides with ads featuring fake photos. They were for actual whorehouses in Manhattan. You'd call the # and they'd give you an address, generally for a brownstone apt. building. You'd arrive at the front door and look into a security camera to get buzzed in. Once upstairs a madam would show you to a sitting area where a few girls would be waiting for customers. You'd pick one and she'd take you to a small room and ask you to undress. When she came back to find you nekkid you'd pay her, she'd take the money and then return for the session. It was almost all no DFK, and everything covered. But it wasn't bad, that was just the way things were.
Over time I found 4 or 5 decent places and if I didn't like the selection at the first one I'd leave and try the next one until I found someone I wanted to fuck. It was actually a lot of fun and I never got scammed. No drama, the way things could be in the 2010s before everything went to shit.
They had ads in those independent city papers and magazines in the late 80s and early 90s. A couple of places were really sketchy. As in, you weren't sure you wanted to touch anything with your bare skin. And you had no idea what the girls on duty looked like until you walked in. You had to be ready to bail ("I forgot I left my wallet at home!").
Some were in very nice parts of town on quiet, modestly upscale blocks. I remember my first real duo was in a lovely townhouse near center city. I was triply shocked: The girls were truly hot, they actually went down on each other, and they seemed to have fun doing it. That townhouse is probably worth $1.5M today.
One of my first P4P lays in the City of Angels was with a punk looking chick in what seemed like the basement of a store. There was a big box in the middle of the floor covered in something like shag carpeting. That's where you did the deed.
I for one do NOT consider those the good old days. The girls today are routinely 8s and 9s. Back then a 6 or 7 was a cause for celebration. But I kept trying.
The things I've done for pussy.
Also from the days of the weekly tabloids in NYC that you could buy in the smut shops ... not every building had a security camera system. MPs and even indies would have you call from the pay phone (raise your hand if you don't know what a "pay phone" is) on the corner and maybe, "Turn around so I can see you [from one of the hundreds of windows in the surrounding buildings]. No, the other way. ... OK, you can come up now. ### # St., Apt. ###."
So it was pre-internet, but my experience was different from yours. I bought tabloid-sized guides with ads featuring fake photos. They were for actual whorehouses in Manhattan. You'd call the # and they'd give you an address, generally for a brownstone apt. building. You'd arrive at the front door and look into a security camera to get buzzed in. Once upstairs a madam would show you to a sitting area where a few girls would be waiting for customers. You'd pick one and she'd take you to a small room and ask you to undress. When she came back to find you nekkid you'd pay her, she'd take the money and then return for the session. It was almost all no DFK, and everything covered. But it wasn't bad, that was just the way things were.
Over time I found 4 or 5 decent places and if I didn't like the selection at the first one I'd leave and try the next one until I found someone I wanted to fuck. It was actually a lot of fun and I never got scammed. No drama, the way things could be in the 2010s before everything went to shit.
Ah yes, do you remember- Caesar's Retreat, Screw Magazine, No Condoms, and the Plaza Hotel where $100.00 got you a model type provider e.g. prostitute at the Oak bar. This was 1975-1980. God I'm older the GAg!
Plato's Retreat
Yes, been there too. Do you remember the Commodore Hotel in Grand Central Station There was one of those places there too.
I saw a tiny small ad under misc. in the paper, i dont remember excatly what is said, but along the lines of if you want company of a hot woman to dance for you and have fun. So I answer the ad and was told to come to this address in downtown to meet and setup a schedule (this is san jose) it was a big, very old office building, it was on the 8th floor i think,old hallway with alot of doors, the office was at the very end, knocked and a big ass black dude open and said come in, im thinking im dead. (im 18yrs old back then, so i was a stupid horny guy who didnt know shit) The office was so small and just had 1 desk in the middle and two chairs, one for him and one for me. This guy was shooting the shit with me i guess to get a feel of me , then i guess figured im not a cop or narc, so he bust out a photo album of girls and said pick one you like, so i picked this hot black chick ,setup the day and time i wanted, paid about 200 then he told me to page him when im ready. So I ask couple buddys if they have a place I could use for few hrs and of course i tell them why so now they all excited and laughing, one of the friends parents work at night he said we can go there, night comes page the guy and he calls back, i give directions and wait, so while waiting bunch other friends start stopping by now there like freakin 10-12 dudes hanging around story gets around that im waiting for a hooker, and now they wont leave and want to see lol. Fuck i dont know. hours go by and never showed up, i page no answer, i page and page, now they all saying i got ripped off, so im pissed So its almost midnight half the friends left and the pimp guy calls back, says they came by but saw too many guys and left, they freaked out. I apologized and setup again the folowing week for just my self. The next week was able to have fun with her, but the pimp guy had to be waiting outside the door, back then i felt that was normal lol
That was the one and only time, he never called back when i tried to page again lol
well my first was around 89 in Vegas .. paid $150 for agency girl to discover that was just to get in room fee. ... that was a lot of money to me back then (wow have times changed) so $40 more got me a quick handjob.
but mid 90s started with FBSM .. i picked random girl from LA Express and turned out to be super hot blonde russian who gave great massage and happy ending followed up warm towel. i was hooked.... so to speak ! LOL i wonder what would have happened if she were ugly.
i was single in the mid to late 90s .. although i had game and didn't find it tough to get busy on first or second dates, I hired girls because it was so convenient and major time saver.
In the late 80s and into the 90s, usenet newsgroups came along. Two relevant ones were in the alt.sex hierarchy. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alt.sex
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alt.sex.strip-clubs [a.s.s-c] was all about strip clubs and what you might find there, e.g., extras. In NYC, that might include the "floating" strip clubs where all kinds of stuff might happen. It might also include places like the Harmony Theaters -- BRING BACK THE HARMONY!! -- and Blue Angel Erotic Cabaret and the more mundane FlashDancers, NY Dolls, Legz Diamonds, The Paradise, and other gentlemen's clubs. (Other cities had people posting their local info, too.)
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alt.sex.prostitution [a.s.p] was about the obvious subject material with helpful input from the readership. That was where you might have learned about the approximate locations or phone numbers of some of the AMPs, Jillian Bradley's, Corporate Treasures, Jane's Place, Ruby's, and other places. (Other cities had people posting their local info, too.)
well my first was around 89 in Vegas .. paid $150 for agency girl to discover that was just to get in room fee. ... that was a lot of money to me back then (wow have times changed) so $40 more got me a quick handjob.
but mid 90s started with FBSM .. i picked random girl from LA Express and turned out to be super hot blonde russian who gave great massage and happy ending followed up warm towel. i was hooked.... so to speak ! LOL i wonder what would have happened if she were ugly.
i was single in the mid to late 90s .. although i had game and didn't find it tough to get busy on first or second dates, I hired girls because it was so convenient and major time saver.
WOW! Max....) You had a time with the lil ones back then---a guy 3xs your size---Hold the Phone!!! That was SCARY
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I started seeing lil ladies when/where it was legal --- Nevada) Winnemucca--- not sure of the spelling, and spell check is not helping) I lucked out, by walking into one of the 4 houses I found in their red-light district. Beautiful lil blonde Jody there to the last "Jody" on TER has been one good life's experiences, even fell in LUV couple times) Had to keep that to myself, but dated them for at least 1 to 2 years before, AJ and Zac song told me to "Not Fall in Love, as she is walking away"---One BIG disappointment was from one of the better agencies in NC, when she sent me a BD present, HA! She wanted to WAIT until NEXT time to do anything---WTF??? WAIT! One gal bugged out with the "gift",while I was in the shower giving lil buddy a scrubbing---LOL, AND I had seen her twice before, AND paid her rent, and bought food and things for her lil girl( THAT was more disappointing than a bad experience( In summary, Started in the late 60s (see above), and "danced" my way from Jody number one to last Jody on TER. Many other stops along the way between the two Jody's;P~~~ Been taking a breather, and will soon start dancing with the lil DEVILS & ANGELS again;P~~~~
That is the correct spelling and what in the hell were you doing there? Did you live in the Boise area? Because I can think of no other reason. That and I'm kicking myself because I drove past there to get to the Reno and Carson City brothels!
Actually was in the military in Oregon!!! Drove my panty pink '52 Ford from mid South Oregon to Winn....) That Ford was atrocious to look at---no hub caps, Pink), maybe a lil orange tint, broken passenger side window, ripped up seats, but she ran like a top) One day I stopped at a Root Beer place,, pulling in beside a mom and her lil girl---that lil girl took one look at my panty pink/orange-tinted wreck, and she let out a scream for all to hear---"I don't like that ugly ole car!!! Everybody craned their necks to see my ugly car, and mom was mortified, and so was I---LOL Sunk down as low as I could. Later on, I was determined to get me some girl, and those high plains with nothing in sight for miles and miles was not going to stop me) YIKES!, could have died out there and never been seen again( Boise??? still up and running?;P~~~~ I believe I saw where some of the girls from SBR use to go to the Bunny Ranches, I guess to check 'em out, as opposed to NC, where they had to hide all the time(
In 1993 thru early 2000s there was a service in NC and the person on the end of the inquiring phone call had the reputation of giving very accurate descriptions of who would show up.
Most of the girls did kiss and uncovered oral turned out happen more than 60% of the time. By 1998 it charged $225 an hour with no half hours. Always charged at least $25 more than any other service in the yellow pages. She kept the # of gals working to about 5-6. Clients consistently returned over and over again. Many clients called in days in advance to see a particular lady. She was never busted and none of the ladies working got busted either. Many of the ladies drove themselves and no BF weren't allowed to drive her girls to an appt. The owner of the agency would drive the girls if necessary. Her business model was spot on.
Only mistakes were getting married (civvie guy but he knew the deal and yes he was employed), while running the service, and not changing with the times when the internet was the wild wild west for escorts. Then going thru a divorce while trying to run her service.
She knew where to find the best girls.
The early-mid 90s rocked!
Steph XO
My very first time with a hooker was in Vegas - typical call from the yellow pages. 1989 and coast was $300, which was a fortune to me. I was 31. I did not last long. TF and HJ. It was awful
Next time was in ‘04. Wife was loosing interest, never liked oral, etc. up to they point I had experienced a bbbj. CIM once, with a civi. Went to Chicken Ranch and had a blast, but very expensive. I went a few more times , as I had no idea about TER or P411.
I. 2011 I saw the light and of I went , to this day.
No wonder Vegas agencies have always had such a bad reputation. During the 80's in LV most of the upper end "casino girls" like you would always find hanging around the bar at places like Caesar's Palace went for no more than a hundred bucks, the street walkers working the strip got maybe half that much and if you went down to "8th and Ogden" downtown you could cut that rate in half again. lol
And yes, I know casino girls and street walkers have a horrible reputation, but your chances of getting rolled as a "local" who wouldn't be going home never to be seen again after getting "trick rolled" with his tail tucked between his legs like a tourist were actually pretty low. Except for dealing with agencies I have had very few problems with hookers in Vegas.
The 1990s were better in some ways. Law Enforcement pressure was less (at least where I living and still live Mpls - St Paul) and people were able to operate more openly. There were many storefront massage parlors and the only limit on their menu was the amount of money you were willing to spend.
There was a little 4-5 page newspaper (Metropolitan Forum) that you could pick up for free in bars and adult bookstores. It was full of ads for massage parlors and escorts. There were also ads in the local "alternative" weeklies.
I was making less money, so wasn't always able to partake when I wanted to, now I don't have that problem.
In the 90's it seemed if someone was going to the trouble to place an ad, they were more interested in actually providing service. I am not saying I never got ripped off, but not very often. Maybe I was just lucky.
The internet has made it easier for scam and rip off artists to operate. Sure, there are boards like this, but they can make some quick bucks before they are exposed.
When cell phones barely cameout (motorola flip phone) and no such thing as ref checks and ink all over the fingers from reading the adult rag papers advertising.
No internet for ads as well.
And, alot of "Russian" girls!
...and I was cumming with them. The 90's in L.A. was the Golden Age for Russian girls. One agency and then another dominated the city with more than 25 locations on the Westside and Beverly Hills.
The Russians were gorgeous with big natural tits. They were highly educated and unlike K-girls, they all spoke English very well. They weren't jaded and they weren't career hookers. And the best part...$100/hr!
Other than the Russians, you're right SS, it was hit and miss. LAXpress was about it. The internet was in its infancy but ThatMall was around. It started in about 1988 I believe. It's the oldest escort ad mall and is still in business.
Yeah, those Russian were something, hangin out at Westwood. Seems like they were everywhere...All named Lena.
Forgot about them....
I started with streetwalkers in the 80s. I had a few not so good experiences, but those were just poor services by the girls. Looks were always good because if I met them on the street in person, there is no bait and switch. (Although there were a few who looked really hot on the street but not so great when the clothes came off.) While seeing streetwalkers I never got robbed, scammed, or beaten by streetwalkers or pimps. I had 2 close calls with LE but nothing terrible. I had some really good streetwalker experiences and actually repeated multiple times with several. If I had a good time with a good looking girl I would seek her out again. A few called me a “regular customer.” The Waikiki streetwalkers were really hot. Some were indeed model material, more like “Pretty Woman” than the crack hos on the corner people think about when they think streetwalker. GaG will attest to that, as I know he had some experience with Waikiki street girls in the 80s.
In the 80s and 90s, besides the Waikiki streetwalkers, I also went to Japanese bath houses, and AMPs and used escort agencies and independents, found in yellow pages, and personal ads in the pennysaver classifieds. (One of the most famous TER Las Vegas escorts who even had a Playboy article written about her, actually started out in the Hawaii Pennysaver.)
While for the most part there wasn’t GFE back then, there were certainly exceptions to the rule. One of my most memorable experiences was an escort in Reno in 1988. I made a little money gambling that evening and was horny and went back to my hotel room and called an agency right out of the phone book. No pictures, but they ask you to describe what kind of girl you are looking for. (Blonde, brunette, slender, busty, etc.) They sent exactly what I asked for, and service was amazing. I was a little surprised because we started out with a lot of DFK, and went into DATY, (both things that I never got previously from paid dates). She was definitely GFE, even though that term had not even been invented yet.
Another great GFE experience was in ‘89 with a gal I had picked up hitchhiking. I was on another island for work, and was just out cruising at night in my convertible Mustang rental car, and saw a young couple hitchhiking. They were just coming from a nightclub and heading home. Since I was just out cruising and had no place in particular to go, I took them all the way to their house, and had a nice conversation. I thought they were girlfriend/boyfriend, and never expected action with her, though she was really hot. I just thought I could probably get some good info from them on fun things to do in their town, and where I could find some action. In that conversation I found out they were just roommates, and that she was actually “available” for a small fee. I dropped him off at the house and ended up having a great GFE time with her right on the beach under an amazing moon! DFK, DATY, BBBJ, BBFS.
While the internet and TER certainly changed the way things are done in this biz, TER has never been big in Hawaii. I may not do things the way I did in the 80s and 90s. I use the internet, and try to research what I can. I don’t use the yellow pages or classified ads, but I still TOFTT, and in the age of TER I still have seen a lot more ladies that are not on TER than are on TER.
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Now Hotel Street back in the day was an entirely different story, but that's a story for another day. lol
I have to agree that the "bad old days" really weren't so bad after all and today aint as good as it seems. (With my apologies to Billy Joel) I got plenty of pussy before the internet, I got plenty of pussy without even using the internet well after TER was created, and since I haven't lived in what would be called a "TER city" for several years, TER really doesn't affect my ability to get laid or the quality of the women I see, although it is another tool in the toolbox.
And PS, "YELLOW PAGES" in the twenty first century??? lol I bet you not even Fishbro has seen a phone book in over a decade. lol
Oh lastly, yes I too got GFE surprisingly often well before it was ever a term, and there is/was nothing unusual about being a regular of a streetwalker, I got pretty well known in many of the "red light districts" in the various cities I lived in back then, it was good to be well known, the girls would know you weren't going to beat them or arrest them and in turn they weren't likely to try any funny business in return knowing that you were going to be back and not on a plane out of town the next day. Tourists are/were fair game to rip off, ripping off locals carried a LOT more risk.
went around ripping all the ads for massage and escort out of the Yellow Pages.
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Or his asshole buddy who would go around drawing lines through all the phone numbers in the escort and massage ads of the yellow pages. lol
That was me. Sorry.
AS teenagers we would get a kick out of cruising Ellis st and Vaness in San Francisco. Tons of walkers, they were aggressive too, they would try to get in your car when your at a red light. We didnt pick any up, we just fucked with them to guess if its a dude or not. lol
That place was grimy, dirty, cramped, and friggin AWESOME!! WOW--the times I had there--lots of horny chicks down for anything and it was a relative bargain! It was sort of NYC's "underground" version of an FKK club-nowhere NEAR as plush LMAO (the Harmony was a DUMP!!) but MAN you could really have a hell of a time there! (Blue Angels also!!)
You also could peruse the adult Village Voice ads (as I shed a tear lamenting the demise of this great publication.) Man I found some HOT ladies through these ads--the memories still have me grinning ear to ear!! (My first threesome was through a Village Voice ad-a legendary experience!!)
The mid-late 90's in NYC were a golden era for "underground" sex if you knew where to look!!
I was divorced, my ex got sick so I (happily) got custody of my little guy. Hats off to single parents with custody BTW. So, I had no life, no time to date, but I happened on a local escort agency I found on the internet.
This young gal who ran it was a real entrepreneur, she and her friend decided to start an agency and did really well at it. I saw her a couple of times at a motel, trusted her and started having outcalls come to my house. She came up with a constant stream of young talent, all cute, who she would bring to my house late at night when my little guy was asleep. I must have seen a dozen of her girls, several more than once. I learned to appreciate the fine art of BJ's, and most of these gals would do it and some would even swallow. I had a few favorites, doubles a couple of times, and hit the ATM a block from house several times a week; $220 was the fare, as I remember. She finally emailed all her clients that she got busted, and that was the end of that. But it worked out great for me, got me through a rough patch.
Wow... yes, I certainly can relate. Thanks for taking the time to write out such a comprehensive description of what us “old timers” went through.
In the adult bookstores there were two tabloids - Action Guide and the Black Book - that had reviews of Manhattan’s brothel apartments and some individual providers, both incall and outcall. The photos were usually from the neck down, showing lingerie and stockings.
On 7th Avenue & W. 42nd Street, next to a famous diner whose name escapes me, and opposite a newsstand, was a burlesque house with private rooms in the back for private shows. I remember a long straight-run stair up to the entrance booth where you paid to enter, then through a turnstile into the small lobby. There were always several women standing there, so if you’d been there before and knew the routine, you could go straight to the private rooms with the girl of your choice.
Otherwise you could sit in the audience and watch the strippers. After their performance was over, each one would come into the audience to solicit private shows in the back rooms.
There was one room that was longer than all the others, and as I was over 6 feet tall, I always told them that I’d go with them only if that room was available. The customer would then pay an additional $35 for the use of the room and negotiate the fee with the girl.
I always suspected that the newsstand at Street level was part of their operation, as the vendor would be the first one to see the vice squad raiding the place and send a signal upstairs to evacuate.
I spent a lot of time in that place because you could just sit and watch the strippers without ever going into the back rooms, though I can’t remember ever doing that.
There's a mixture of info in your post. When you say "burlesque house" are you talking about one the many converted 1920s theaters (with an actual stage, as in vaudeville shows, theater seating and a large 30+ foot movie screen) or are you talking about the peep show places that had small (6' x 15'), low stages for live shows? There were several converted movie theaters on 42nd between 7th and 8th that returned to showing family movies after Times Square was cleaned up.
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There was an Orange Julius "diner" at 7 x 42 on the north side. (OJ is mostly beverages with the occasional solid food option.)
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On the NW corner of 8th x 42nd was the Triple Treat Theater, opposite Port Authority: basement + 3 floors above. Peep shows (coin op movies), movie / video store, live shows, private live show booths, ... and turnstile type entry, just like a real theater. I do not remember the private rooms you were talking about.
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There was no movie screen in the place I’m speaking of. (But I know what kind of place you’re talking about.) There was a stage and short runway with standard theater seats on both sides. And seats facing the stage. The name of the place was “New (can’t remember) Burlesque”. But it was definitely on 7th Avenue.
Expanding the boundaries beyond just 42nd is straining my memory cells. There were quite a few more video peeps / live show places as well as a few more "old" (1920s-1940s era) "real" converted theaters. The stages in the "real" theaters were elevated at least 3' and maybe 4' or more. The storefront live show peep shows elevated by only 1' or 2' and the front row seats were well within groping distance of the show.
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One of the big storefront peeps was ~48th - 50th on the east side of 6th. Three floors of activities and the home of the Green Door Theater (named after "Behind the Green Door" movie), complete with turnstile.
There was no movie screen in the place I’m speaking of. (But I know what kind of place you’re talking about.) There was a stage and short runway with standard theater seats on both sides. And seats facing the stage. The name of the place was “New (can’t remember) Burlesque”. But it was definitely on 7th Avenue.
Let me correct myself. I just remembered that there was a Howard Johnson restaurant on the corner of Broadway and W. 46 Street, and this place was next door. I will try to find vintage photos of the area to find the whole name of the business.
This is my recollection. I used to frequent three movie or burlesque houses that had girls roaming and rooms in the back.
The one you are referring to on Broadway next to the Howard Johnson's was called The New Paris Theatre. Girls roamed and rooms in the back. I also frequented The Roxy Burlesk which was on 42nd Street, south side of the street closer to 8th. Same thing, many girls roamed the audience and rooms in the back. I used to see a latina girl with huge tits.
There was one other place I used to go, from research I believe it was called Broadway Burlesk, it was 49th I think between 7th and 8th. Either at the New Paris or this place I used to see a tall, gorgeous blonde her name was Alexis. I will never forget!
That’s it. It was called New Paris Burlesque!
I go back to mid 70s to Midwest Massage Parlors. Occaisionally I would find a lady who would DFK. Most of the ladies were attractive. I would drop $125 back then for the hour. One time I walked in on a Sting by Chicago’s finest. I just wanted to check the ladies out and I had $17 on me. And the cops were pissed because none of the hookers had seen me before, and I did not have enough to pay the $25 cover fee. So the cops just harassed me, took my name down , wrote it on an index card, and told me if they caught me there again, I would go to Jail...Yada Yada Yada.
In the 80’s I hit Massage Parlors in the Deep South; 1/2 the time the ladies would DFK, again they were very pretty and friendly. Occasionally I would travel to Atlanta and try an escort service. 90 per cent of the time Atlanta Escorts were great but I would only be there 2 to 3X per year. The last year I traveled there in the late 80s, I met a beautiful blonde lady, I saw several times, even after she quit the service. All I had to do was call her beeper and hang out by a pay phone for a few minutes.....always worked. She was great.
In the 90s I started using services more regularly....it was hit or miss. Again a few ladies quit the service because the owner/ operator treated them unfairly, and because I was a decent client who respected boundaries, I was able to see them as indies. Most of my encounters took place in VA and the Carolinas. Occasionally I would hit a MP especially in Military towns, but I grew tired of the Jack Shack Scene..
The Best service ever was out of the RDU area -SBR. Great girls, beautiful intelligent and the operator was a pleasure to deal with. All the ladies I encountered were True GFE. After the service closed, another dude started a well known service VIP, but he was a jerk and that is when I really discovered the Great Indie Ladies on TER. I have never really looked back. TER Babes and p411 Ladies are the best!
The 80s in Vegas were great, at least for me. Obviously that was way before the internet. There were basically two options. 1.) You could get those small tabloids in the newspaper boxes out on the strip that would have different agencies listed in them. 2.) You could just open up the Yellow Pages in your room. I swear, back then there were probably close to 100 pages of escort agencies listed in the Yellow Pages.
I always opted for the Yellow Pages. The thing I really liked about those days was that the escorts would get to your room in about 20-30 minutes. You'd just call the agency and they'd ask you what type of girl you'd like to see and you'd say something like "Brunette and busty." They'd ask you which hotel and room you were at, along with your first name, and they'd say something along the lines of "Oh, we've got the perfect girl for you. Becky will be calling within five minutes". Sure enough, the girl would ALWAYS call back immediately. Then it would take about 20-30 minutes, any time of day, and they'd be at your room. Once they were in your room the first thing they would usually do is 1.) ask if you were a cop, 2.) turn on the TV to make sure there wasn't a recording device in it, 3.) take a quick look through the bathroom and closets and finally ask for the donation - no envelope system back then. Then, finally, they'd ask you what services you were interested in. As a young guy I was usually kind of embarrassed about this but, I figured what the hell I'll just tell her and that will be that and then we can get on with it.
I probably saw about 30 escorts this way and I never had anyone show up that wasn't attractive or fell out of the description of what I gave the agency over the phone. Like I said, the great thing about it was that they would be there right away. No preplanning needed before the trip, all you had to do was give an agency a call when the urge built up. The rates for the escorts in those days were about $130-$150 per hour. They'd let you pop as many times as you could and this was usually discussed when they would ask you what services you were interested in.
A cab driver once told me to stay away from the escorts that hung out in the casinos so I always just used the Yellow Page ads. It was definitely a different time, and in many ways it was more preferable than the way things are done now. It was always kind of a thrill to wait and see how pretty the gal would be when she showed up to your room, but like I mentioned the escorts that I saw were always really nice, very good looking, prompt and delivered. Great memories of escorts in Vegas during the 80s.
There is one thing I miss more than anything....asian massage parlors Within an hours drive of home there were 4... and they had a very good selection in the late 80's/90's Usually a 40$ door fee but 100 would get you bbbj/CFS and at times two times with the girl And the hottest women Ive been with has been 5-6 of these girls.
I started out with AMPs in LA and later in DC. I remember picking up the free papers in porno shops to look through the ads. It's amazing in DC that literally 1/3 of a page in the Washington Post sports section was filled with ads. I found escorts pretty much the same way. In the Yellow pages, I tended to contact agencies that bought the larger ads rather than the one-line entries. There was a newspaper in the northeast (based in PA as I recall) that was called something like "The Adult Review" that came out monthly. I was loaded with ads and some actual reviews. There was enough out there in Usenet groups that also helped. It's amazing that I had so few duds finding ladies with so little information.