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ONE MAN'S JOURNEY - Part 22  

jacker_wild 89M  
29 posts
6/30/2021 7:18 am
ONE MAN'S JOURNEY - Part 22


SORRY..... WORDS KEEP DISAPPEARING FROM MY POSTS. I EDIT AND PUT THEM BACK AND NEXT THEY OR DIFFERENT WORDS DISAPPEAR........
FriendFinder-x says that they can't find the problem...... I guess, like everything else, I have to fix it myself!

It was now 1986………… and the “aging” jack was now 52. Still a viable guy, who loved sex and was still scoring……….. admittedly on a lesser scale. No longer the guys beating down the doors to get to me, even though I was more than willing to run slowly and let them catch me.
That wasn’t all that was changing. My local accounts were growing, though slowly, but I lost all but one of my DC/VA accounts to “local” agencies. Those accounts felt that though the level of work was very “New York”, the convenience of having their Ad Agency close by, outweighed the benefits. What can I say?, sometimes people think with their asses!!

I took another trip to DC, this time to have a meeting, that I requested, with the one remaining account in VA. I was super surprised when I called to reserve a room at my favorite hotel of almost twelve years. The desk clerk immediately recognized me (no, I never had his ass……….lol) told me that the date I wanted was too late for a reservation, because the hotel had been sold to a developer and would become Condos in two weeks. Gone would be my home-away-from-home…………. and with it all the fantastic memories that had been made there..... . No more restaurant, no more hot waiters or shy desk clerks. Just barren walls, that if they could talk, would probably make even the contractors blush. That was a very sad day for me, on so many levels.

I had to reserve my room in another hotel up the street, very close to Dupont Circle, but it was cold and impersonal. I was just a “guest” , not the guy who got fantastic attention, even without asking. Actually, I hated my room, which didn’t even have a front view, but a kind of courtyard instead. My favorite hotel had a deck with sliding doors that opened 4<b> stories </font></b>above New Hampshire Avenue, and many mornings, half naked, I stepped out there to enjoy the early morning breeze, leaving the doors wide open when I stepped back into my room. Actually it wasn’t a room, but a small suite with sitting area and a small kitchen, complete with stove. Over the years, I had prepared dinner once or twice, and now reminiscing was painful.
I hope that whoever found my condom stash (probably in night table drawers in several different rooms) put them to good use…………lol.

So I kept my appointment with my last remaining account, mostly because I wanted to sever relations amicably face to face. At this stage, with that account being the reason for my trips, it just wouldn’t make sense for me to leave my business for such a small fee. That was another hurt that I had to endure, because I had loved the accounts , and I adored that hotel and all it had to offer………. and of course all the “fringe benefits” that the hotel and the bars had to offer.

To soothe my pain, I decided to go out to my favorite bars. My first stop was the original male-stripper bar that my friend had taken me to on my very first trip DC. I drove up, pulled into the parking lot and was surprised how empty it was. I found out why when I went to the front door, to see a sign……….. “CLOSED”!!!

In their infinite wisdom, the federal government had moved many businesses to new locations in South East DC. No surprise . Government in DC was on a massive campaign to “clean up the town”. They closed down all strip and “gay” bars in the NW (nicest part of DC) section of DC……….. and moved them all to the SE. It was and remains today, the seediest part of our nations Capital. I drove there once, and made a U-turn on a one way street, just to get out of the area. It’s highly industrial, and gangs pervade the streets. What prompted my U-turn was a dead end street (with no warning sign) and a gang of about 6 guys on the street corner, all with bats. Fuck the “one way” signs, and law enforcement at that point………….. my ass was more valuable to me than laws.

Once I got several blocks away, and noticed the neighborhood changing to something resembling human habitat, I relaxed and mulled over what might have happened to me that night. I never again ventured to that area, which for the record, has the highest murder rate in the nation’s capital. This just two miles from the Capital Building and the White House. I theorized that the powers that be intentionally moved the bars and sex shops , In the hopes that they would all disappear one way or the other.

So now, DC and all it’s wonderful memories would have to recede into the past, and I would have to concentrate on life as it is now, instead of “usta-was”!!!!

HGMDale 72M  
82 posts
10/12/2021 7:11 am

Damn Jackman so sorry to hear about that but does make sense for the businesses from a savings perspective and glad your business was growing so only loss were those wonderful trips. I am going to miss them hehe. I was able to live some hot fantasies in that hotel and the clubs. Damn the fun we could have had there hehe.


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