JP and I went to a club today that was having a 60s event. The music was good but the notecard I got upon arrival informed me that this place was really big on escorts. I casually mentioned “this is an escort club” as we entered but JP thought I was kidding.
Sure enough we weren’t there no time at all before JP got an IM.
[9:26] ESCORT: hi honey
[9:27] ESCORT: hi honey
[9:27] ESCORT: looking for an escort honey?
[9:28] ESCORT: i’m cheap today
I danced some more but wondered how come the escorts never hit on me. Then I got the following IM.
[9:45] SLEAZY GUY: Hi there. Killer body! Do you like roleplay fetishes like getting pregnant or inflation?
Inflation! Oh yeah! Paying more for stuff turns me on! (No, I didn’t say that. I should have though. Inflation? Would someone tell me what that is if not the rising cost of goods?)
I didn’t save a landmark to this club, but if you see a bunch of half naked women and a man in bunny ears you will know the place I mean.
Ok maybe not. That describes most of the places in Second Life. lol