Wednesday, December 9, 2020
Monday, December 7, 2020
Hooker

One down, twenty to go but the night is still young...
Long Dresses
Could've been two crossdressers but who knows this is Times Square?
Sunday, December 6, 2020
Whore-Kiss
Typical dame I met crawling around Times Square in the 1960s. Dowdy, disheveled, a real floozie, would do anything for a few coins. Luckily I was in the money that day and she looked like an easy cheap lay. She wasn't bad at that. We smiled, and I even added a few extra coins. She was thrilled, even gave me a real kiss, not a whore-kiss as I would usually get...
Times Square Follies
Times Square Follies, the circa 1950s New York City burlesque sexploitation movie (“It’s saucy – It’s naughty – It’s nice…! You’ve never seen anything like it!”; “As daring as the French would dare! Ooh la la!”; “See America’s most beautiful charmers”; “Thrill to the sight of the sexy sirens!”; Exotic, glamorous, lovely girls..!”; Something new in entertainment!”; “International varieties”; “Girls Girls Girls”).
When I first started entering the movie houses in the 1960s the action was a bit tame. Risque yes, but nowhere near as explicit as it was to become in a few short years, showing everything even closeups of gelatinous fluids as they oozed its way out of the flesh. I thought it was grotesque, disgusting. That's why I always preferred the soft core porno theaters, places that still showed legs in nylons or tits popping out of a bra. I could watch those softie films for hours. And very often I did just that...






