Tony Ventresca wrote:

^ Yes, and she seems to have been the pick of the stable.
http://mypetjawa.mu.nu/archives/191747.php

I didn't realize she was so short.  She doesn't seem comfortable in front of the camera and appears to have difficulty smiling for photographs; this gives her something of an enigmatic look and makes her stand out among her co-workers.  Perhaps this perceived vulnerability captured the Guv's heart; just as Monica's unmistakable "give me a good reason and I'll blow everyone in the room, twice" look captured Bill's.

Tony Ventresca wrote:

So, does anyone think she's worth $5K per go?

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She's a looker, no question. Maybe she knows some special techniques?

She's not my type at all. Horrible mouth.

l used to be great friends with a girl many years ago. She had a hard life and was abused in her family. She had her problems, but she was an awesome chick (hung out with her alot). She worked as a stripper and regularly had blokes offering her $10,000 for sex.

She was a total hottie. Looked alot like this:


l wanted to have many weekends of unprotected cocaine feuled sex with her, but she was more of a buddy so l didn't want to put her in that position.

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The_Shooman wrote:

l've always had a soft spot for working class girls, esp strippers and prostitutes. l've always felt the need to wanna help them have better lives.

I think every guy suffers the 'rescue' complex to some degree.

As a Canadian wandering in strange lands, unable to return home until my work is done, I am proud to add a homegrown call girl to this great thread: Julie Couillard, now know as the "Mata Hari of the 450".

This tale is much more fun (and potentially dangerous) than the Spitzer affair, since 'ole Julie has been involved with a much broader spectrum, shall we say, of players including a cabinet minister, businessmen, cops, and Quebec Hell's Angels (this last group is particularly bloodthirsty, as those who follow such things will remember from recent Quebec history). Not only has Julie fucked everyone with a large bank account, she's been a biker chick, aspiring actress/model, real estate agent, political paramour, general girl-about-town, and possibly a paid police informant...but no one really knows for sure.

One thing we do know, she makes that Ashley Dupre chick look like a fucking amateur.

For those who need visual aids, here she is:



Other photos are quite flattering too. She has a face that looks different in every photo, but good in all of them.

Enjoy!

Regards,
Tony Ventresca

Few more of 'ole Julie, with the douchebag cabinet minister in question. Looks like she's smuggling a big pair of sweater kittens (cor!).

Horace wrote:

Spitzer's chick was a real minger.

Ashley Dupre is a minger?

http://www.judiciaryreport.com/images/a … -shoot.jpg

This thread needs updating. Bit quiet on the call girls front right now (in the national media).

Tony Ventresca wrote:

Any good anecdotes?
From our resident old timers?

Well, I could regale you with quite a few anecdotes. For those familiar with the Los Angeles area, I lived near the intersection of Wilshire and Western for many years. For a long time Hollywood was the epicenter of prostitution in L.A. However, in the mid-1980s they set up a court in Hollywood largely to deal with prostitution activity, and the whores moved south into my neighborhood. It was kind of wild in those days. One evening I went to the front of my apartment to collect my mail and came back with a whore. Another evening in 1986, I had come back from the movies and was feeling a little lonely and horny when, as if by answer to a psychic summons, there came a knocking, and, lo, it was a whore at the door. One time I was pulling into our apartment building's garage, when someone started to jump into my car. I started to throw a punch when I realized it was nothing more than a friendly neighborhood whore.

An amusing anecdote concerning the latter whore: One day she showed up at the door saying her son had been hit by a car and wanted to borrow $40 to meet immediate expenses. As I told the story to a very attractive female co-worker, claiming that this had been done by a friend of mine, "He [meaning me] said, 'I won't loan you the money, but I'll give you the money if you go to bed with me right now,' and the poor, distraught woman accepted." My co-worker was outraged, "How utterly despicable," she kept exclaiming. "I hope that poor woman manages to obliterate it somehow from her memory." Except for the "distraught" part, which seemed questionable, the story was true, but my co-worker's reaction might have been different had she known the "poor woman's" reaction to my offer was to grin and say, "That suits me even better." She had been intermittently hooking since she was 13. She was about 34 when this occurred. She was very nice, a true "hooker with a heart of gold."

Paris calls for mid- next month & I hope to mingle with the Saint-Denis crowd once more in pursuit of loafers...

A perk of the smoking ban is that we are now all out on the streets together.

I rather like the pimps & their style - It's that small time gangsterdom thing that used to fascinate me back in Soho. Everybody seems to know each other. A real Brotherhood.

Horace wrote:

captainpreppy wrote:

I started to throw a punch when I realized it was nothing more than a friendly neighborhood whore.

This might be, perhaps, the greatest sentence ever uttered on the MB's.

Nope, not even the greatest sentence in the Cap'n's post, which is this:

One evening I went to the front of my apartment to collect my mail and came back with a whore.

That's a masterpiece.  Perhaps the shortest short story ever written.  It should be in all the anthologies, right next to "The Housebreaker of Shady Hill," "The Lifeguard," and "Noisy Flushes The Birds."

The_Shooman wrote:

l wanted to have many weekends of unprotected cocaine feuled sex with her, but she was more of a buddy so l didn't want to put her in that position.

I would've put her in many imposing (and exposing for that matter) positions.  Your restraint here isn't admirable in my eyes.

Horace wrote:

We'd all have done worse than to have been the good Capt's understudiies.  Catullus in the afternoons, whores in the evening.

Oh, this was long after I had forsaken the realm of scholarship. While I was in the groves of academe I was a rather cloistered, almost virginal figure. It was only after I was booted out that I turned into a wild man on a rampage!