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$$$ by -> Meenk E. Boodle $$$
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$$$ [ HOE E-Zine #930 -- 12/01/99 -- http://www.hoe.nu ] .,$$$
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12:15AM, Saturday morning. Albertson's is on the left. We stop and
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run inside, hurrying to satisfy our needs, he runs to the restroom, and
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I, to the ATM. Taking advantage of the fact that this ATM allows me to
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withdraw in multiples of ten, rather than twenty, I take out fifty
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dollars. I wander in the general direction of the restroom, to seek out
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my boy, and find that I too am feeling the need to micturate. Neither of
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us want to use the facilities at our destination. I wonder out loud if I
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should get change, and my boy suggests buying a few Airhead candies. At
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the register, I ask the woman to give me the change for my twenty dollars
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in singles and she does so more than willingly, explaining that it means
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she wont have to count them when she gets off work. She counts them
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twice, once as she takes them out of the register, and once as she places
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them in my hand.
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12:20AM, still Saturday morning. We walk up to the door, weaving
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through the group of Mexican men standing outside. The doorman checks our
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IDs and writes "2X" on our hands. The woman at the inner door relieves me
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of forty dollars, five of which belonged to my boyfriend. With our
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combined twenty dollars in singles, we passed through the curtain into
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the main room. At the front of the room a curvaceous but homely girl is
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lying on her back, legs spread, holding her feet far apart while the men
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around ogle her most private parts. A second smaller stage is near the
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rear of the room showcasing a girl who looks strikingly like pre-movie
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star Courtney Love. Maybe they hired her before she was on smack. We take
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a table near the front, but not beside the stage. The chairs are soft and
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comfortable, like the kind you would find in your grandmother's living
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room, except they are on wheels. A waitress comes and asks us if we would
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like anything, and we decline. We are only there to study the effects of
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T&A.
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The emcee asks for a round of applause for the girl on the front
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stage and says she will go back to stage two, then announces the next
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girl. She was also very homely, so I spent my time watching the other
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patrons around me. A handful of girls in tiny minidresses and see-through
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lingere emerged from a door next to the emcee booth. Every one of them
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was a hardbody, obviously professional dancers. They wandered around the
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club and sat on laps, flashed their tits, and scammed money from the men.
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Finally, the ugly girl on stage was whisked to the rear stage and a long
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lean vixen named Alexis came out on the stage. The men at the rear of the
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club moved forward and began competing for her attention, lining dollar
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bills up along the edge of the stage. Alexis would move back and forth,
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wiggling her bare ass towards the man with the most until one finally
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came out on top. She would then dance up to him and thrust her pussy
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inches from his face for a minute or two, then move to the other, taking
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his money as well. I grow bored of this as I already know what the girl's
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fallopian tubes look like, so I begin to watch the other patrons again.
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It is then that I notice the most amazing thing. So amazing, in
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fact, that I don't even recall who the next two dancers were. I
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specifically watch the men (I am the only female in the club that hasn't
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been collecting dollar bills) on the opposite side of the stage, as I can
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see their faces the best. When they are sitting back watching the girls
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dance, they are lecherous looking. Licking their lips, grinning like they
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are going to get some, and nodding their head, like the women on the
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stage are impressed by them, they undergo a dramatic change when they are
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at the edge of the stage offering up their dollar bills for a closer look
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at the woman's vagina. Every man that approaches the stage does so
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looking cocky, but when the object of their obsession is a mere three
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inches from their face, they look very humble, as if staring into the
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face of God. I am amused at first, but before the dancer changes, I am
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pondering this discovery certain there is deeper meaning.
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To a man, the vagina is the one thing he can never truly possess. He can
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put his penis in them, look at them, have his penis lopped off and made
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into a fake one, and even slide completely through one, once, but he will
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never know the magic of a vagina as part of his being. These men, as they
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fork over hard earned dollars become awe-struck for a few moments, and
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fall victim to what I call "The Pussy Stare". The stare is characterized
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by a blank expression much like that of someone concentrating deeply on
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something, or gazing upon something amazing. Out of curiosity, I decide
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to spend some of my dollar bills on the next dancer. I really want to
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know if these girls are doing something truly amazing to elicit such a
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reaction. The next girl to come out is named Violet and I am happy. She
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is one of the two girls I have been waiting to see all night. She is very
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petite, small breasts with 12gauge rings through the nipples, black hair
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like mine, and "Superstar" tattooed across her back. My boy and I move to
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the other side of the stage, to a table right on the edge, and I lay
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three dollars on the stage. Violet works her way around the stage
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provoking three men to The Pussy Stare. She glances at me and I notice
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she has the most amazing cyan eyes. I begin to wonder how these men can
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be riveted on her vagina when those eyes are burning into them.
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Violet comes to me, dancing seductively, her shaved mound in my
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face. I make it a point to look at her eyes, but she keeps looking down
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at her snatch, silently telling me to look too. I do. I expect for a
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moment to see something incredible, but it is just a vagina. A nice one,
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but a vagina just the same. I look back up at her and she smiles. She has
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clear braces. She scoops up the money and wanders away. The emcee
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announces that everyone with alcohol was now supposed to bring it
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outside, as the club is BYOB. I don't drink so I have time to approach
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Violet, now sitting on the second stage. My boy finds out they have
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mutual acquaintances, and I compliment her tattoos. We converse for a few
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minutes. She is still stark nude. I want her.
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We take our seats at the first stage and the show resumes. A tiny
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girl called Angel comes out on the stage. She is the other girl I was
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hoping to see. She strips off her tiny orange dress and reveals an
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amazing body. I expected as much. My boy lays a few dollars on the stage
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and she comes over, waves her vagina in our faces, and as she scoops up
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the money says, "Thank you," in a tiny girlish voice. We stand up,
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getting ready to go home, and I go back to Violet, leaving a few dollars
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on the stage and waving before walking out.
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On the way home we are silent for a number of minutes. I am
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thinking about Violet's eyes, man's relentless quest for the vagina, and
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motherhood. Ten minutes earlier I was horny, now I am thinking about how
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amazing sex really is. My boy, seeming to be deep in thought, suddenly
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says, "Angel is so small." Twenty minutes later, we are home. He is lying
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in bed, I an kneeling next to him giving him a blowjob, and all thoughts
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of how many potential humans I was swallowing was nowhere in my mind.
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #930 - WRITTEN BY: MEENK - 12/02/99 ]
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