Kilt Boy

Yeah, I know. Still ... the Bedford Basin is not Upper Musquoidoboit Harbour.

If you aren't willing to travel all over Canada, you might want to add your location.

Megan is putting on an amazing V-Day show. Lots of amazing costumes and OH MY GOD THE FEATHERS! She's available for dances in the champagne room. I spent time with Tiannah and Jade as well. Always a good time here. Come on out. Lots of lovely ladies, and they have beer!

Come on by my place when you're done. My lane could use a bit of extra love. That's not a metaphor. I want you to shovel my walk.

I'm being inundated by a flood of private messages and texts from ladies all trying to coax me out to their club tomorrow. I guess they all got the call today to use their social media to get asses in seats. Don't get me wrong, I love the attention and the effort to advertise (an activity I've been trying to promote). It's just that I don't have the time or the money right now AND it hurts me to respond by computer or phone message because I ruined my hands chipping all the ice out of my driveway yesterday preparing for all of this snow we're getting. #ouch

Massaging my poor hands and wrists before I go out to tackle that mess that came down yesterday. I wrecked my hands chopping all the ice out of my walkway to make room for this snow. Sent from my SM-N910W8 using Tapatalk

Is this bad form on the part of the dancer? I spent some time with a highly aggressive dancer who really seems to enjoy being with me, and then she came back with me to the table to sit and chat. Terrific. I love that. She proceeded to keep rubbing me all over in front of my friends and others at the club and said in a loud, clear voice, audible to at least the next 3 tables: "My god, I love your huge cock!" Flattering to me, obviously, but might it be a bit embarrassing to some of the other guys in earshot who aren't as blessed? I mean, even if she's telling the truth and not the lie that I asked/paid her to.

Precious. OMG. Redhead. Busty. Friendly. I could go on. Okay, I will. Such a terrific lady. I'd like to say more, but you should find out for yourself. If you have a chance to spend time with Trini, do it. She is an amazing dancer and a real sweetheart. Okay, that's enough. 11 hours is enough. Somebody take me home and put me to bed.

Sascha is a hot little number, too. Very sexy, good tongue work on Foxxxy. Yeah, you had to be there. I'm declaring this the place to be.

Foxxxy is back, nicely enhanced. I haven't seen her in about a year. We spent a lazy hour getting reacquainted. Jesus. I need some vitamins and a cash injection. Shit. Foxxy and Eva left together. I just know they're talking about me. I'm so insecure.

The boys were telling me to give Sally a spin. Holy cow! That is a lovely lady. Eva, of course. We spent some time talking about her wants and desires. Time well spent.

"I've not seen one that didn't have a hidden button-set yet. Sometimes very well hidden by being, effectively, black touch-sensitive buttons labelled in black on a black background. It took me about an hour to find the ones on mine. Sometimes they're under an edge. So they are facing down and you have to feel with your fingers." Are we still talking about your TV?

Reminder: get groceries.

Oh, believe me honey, the proceeds are going to my local black strippers one way or another. Additional Comments: You're not quite there yet. A club owner wants to hire people that will bring in clients. They may not hire big girls for this reason. I haven't seen a woman over 50 years old dancing in a club in a long time. They also don't typically hire the trans-gendered or men. Exclusionary hiring is another topic. No, this discussion is about the actual known restrictions placed on the hiring and subsequent scheduling of black girls. Specifically. Another question might be, how black do you have to be? I've spoken with some very lightly coloured girls and others of a different ethnicity who've encountered the same treatment.

Yes, dear. I know. I'm kidding. Of course I remember you.

LOL You'll have to be more specific. That happens to me at EVERY strip club.

Collect me some time when I'm there and we'll have a pleasant and private discussion about the weather and politics and movies. I'm old, and my memory is bad.

There's a big contest happening all afternoon at Barbarella's on Friday, February 17th so I'm going to spend that afternoon at Bare Fax and have all the ladies to myself. I play a strategic game.