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THE 55 CLUB
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THE 55 CLUB Back in the DAY, there was a small beer bar named THE 55 CLUB located on Western Avenue where Hollywood Blvd. crosses Western Avenue. I lived in this area of Eastern Hollywood for a decade when I first came to Southern California. I spent my leisure time in THE 55 CLUB. I'd gotten to know the owner of the little bar whose name was Eddie, and at the TIME of this little piece of my history, Eddie and I had been friends for five or six years. Eddie, who'd been born in Moscow, was an interesting character. He was gay, and I confided to him early in our friendship that I was bisexual. Eddie and I weren't attracted to each other, but we still bonded in a strong friendship where favors were exchanged.... At times I'd acted as bartender when one of Eddie's beer maids quit with out notice, or got sick and had to be off for a night or two. Eddie hired attractive girls to work in the bar. I've always liked attractive girls. Pretty girls attract me as much, or even sometimes more, than pretty cocks. I've always used men for fast, erotic, oral sex sessions. I'm only interested in sucking men off and getting sucked off. I've never wanted to hang out with men exclusively, and never wanted to form any lasting love relationship with a man. It's strictly an oral thing with me. My<b> oral fixation </font></b>started way back in my early childhood, and I've written enough about all that a lot of times since I've been on this sited. THE 55 CLUB wasn't very large. It had one or two tables tucked into corners and sat about twenty people on comfortable stools along the bar. When I sat down on one of those comfortable stools one particular summer afternoon, I noticed Eddie had hired a new girl. There were only about 7 or 8 people in the bar. The girl, a tall brunette, with creamy white skin, and a trim figure came over to me as I sat down. She had an open smile and pretty blue eyes that twinkled like she was having the time of her life. "Yes Sir, can I getcha' a glass, then?" Her English cockney accent was bigger than anything I'd ever heard on the radio, or the tube. It took me back to the visits I'd paid London a few years back while stationed in Germany in the Army. "So, then sweet love," I said right back to the pretty woman, "What English flower did you buzz from?" "Oh, Sir!" she laughed at my corny pickup line, while her blue eyes looked not at all shyly, into mine. This was the beginning of a fifteen year friendship that took me into the depths and enjoyment of an English girl who was as depraved as I was. We seemed to recognize each other with that first meeting. Her real name was Kathleen Smith. I write her real name here because it's such a common name I'm not giving anything away. Kathleen was an only . She'd come to Hollywood from her small village on the outskirts of London to become a songwriter and become famous. Of course Kathleen never became famous. Nor, did I ever become any of the things I'd dreamed of before coming to the magical land of Hollywood. Kathleen and I DID, however, have some fabulous adventures. She was not a virgin when I enticed her to live with me. But her experiences concerning sex were very limited. The first time she swallowed my cum, she ran to the bathroom and had immediate diarrhea, a reaction by her body to immediately reject the living substance she had never swallowed before. "I like doin' it David, and even sorta' like the taste --it's different, kinda' salty like, but it runs right through me. That's very embarrassin' ! " I told her. "Your body just has a strong immune reaction, I've known some young men who start sucking cocks that get diarrhea at first." "So then," she asked, "Did that happen to you when you first started sucking 'em?" "No," I laughed, "because I first started sucking my own cock, and I was too young to cum with any semen!" Kathy thought THAT was hilarious, and over time I confided my entire story of that part of my life to her. Kathleen became almost addicted to anal sex with me. I was her first at that, too. She and I weren't in love. We were in "like", which in a lot of cases between two people is even better. I've never really cared that much for anal sex. The only time I'll do it is if a shower or bath is immediately available. My dick also happens to have an extra large head when it's fully engorged, and the anus of most people squeezes my penis too tightly when I cum up their ass,dampening the enjoyment of my climax. These were the days before HIV, and Kathleen said she loved the feeling of a dick squirting it's load in her ass. When I had to leave Hollywood on very short notice, I lost contact with Kathy. In the two years that I was gone. Kathy moved from her apartment, and her old telephone number no longer reached her. Mail that I addressed to her old address came back "ADDRESS UNKNOWN". Because her real name, Kathleen Smith, is so common and because I really don't remember much of what she told me of her mother or father, or even what village she came from in England, I've never been able to find her. The days that I knew her were long before computers and cell phones were in existence. Kathy Smith was seven years younger than me. She would be 73 today, and was a healthy woman who took care of her health, so she's probably still alive somewhere. She loved Hollywood, and I imagine she's still there. Perhaps she got happily married and had a couple of . Where ever she is, I hope she's had a happy life. by david stardust...Sunday morning, September 4, 2016....   |
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Kathy sounds like she was quite a woman. Also like one that most men would have found too different to be comfortable with. No doubt much like you. Hope she found one. If you see me in the real world, come say "Hi Justskin." I always behave. Preferably not well. 
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    Love and happiness Kathy Smith where ever you are....
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