From: bth@ix.netcom.com(BTH) Subject: ASSC: AFTSD Editorial, 12/02/97 (2 of 2) Date: 3 Dec 1997 09:14:50 GMT AFTSD '97 Editorial HMS, Ca. Tuesday, 12/02/97 SC-4-10: A Decade of SF SC Perversity < Continued > 6. TIKI - Sex Food Goddess Summer 95 - Sep 96 Tall, statuesque, strawberry blonde with the wild-eyed smile and heart of gold, TIKI, will forever be the one and only "Sex Food Goddess". When I first caught her on stage in early '95, I saw a hard-working, if somewhat unconventional, dancer wearing large feather boas, sparkling outfits, lots of jewelry and big hair, attempting high risk maneuvers on the NC runway poles that defied description. I recall the first time I sat along the tiprail and thinking that this dancer is gonna fall off the pole into my lap... AND SHE DID... and it was part of the act! I enjoyed her stage shows immensely, and over time we established an ongoing stage banter and communication that kept her shows completely unpredictable. One night in Oct 95, TIKI, in a slight departure from our usual routine, brought out a cat-o'nine-tails and demanded that I spank her for having been really bad all week. And, of course, I did. As she began leaving the stage, I whispered that I had been bad as well, so she ordered me to bend over, then whipped ME into shape. That marked the first time that we had actually performed "together"... and was a precursor of things to come. As my involvement with the alt.sex.strip-club newsgroup increased on a weekly basis, so did the craziness of TIKI's stage shows at NC... TIKI and fellow nymphette MARY JANE continuing their girl/girl horniness on a regular basis. TIKI, a 1-liter Diet Coke bottle and the strange case of Curious George's disappearing flashlight. TIKI and LACEE with no "strings" attached. Another 1-liter Diet Coke bottle disappears. TIKI wears three scoops of Ghiradelli's mint-chip ice cream. TIKI orchestrating a totally out-of-control orgy with assorted sushi on stage. Big Stick popsicles. Peanut M&Ms flying every which way. And of course, the night TIKI became, quite literally, the icing on ALS's birthday cake! TIKI set the standard by which all other outrageous and entertaining stage shows will be compared. I'd never seen anything like her before... or since. 7. ALS and the Internet Aug 95 - Present During late summer of '95, August to be exact, I received an email from my longtime MSC perv-and-email pal eetee, containing an article he found while persuing a public bulletin board on the Internet called "Usenet" in a newsgroup called "alt.sex.strip-clubs"... a review about the New Century Theatre! He said he thought I'd be interested beings how I was such an NC regular... and boy, was he right! It was a rave review written by a newsgroup poster "ALS" praising the incomparable NC feature-of-the-week, Brooke Waters... a porn star I had become friendly with during her weeklong gig at the MSC earlier that year. For the next few weeks, eetee continued to forward these weekly ASS-C NC reviews to me (I had no access to Usenet at the time) and the more I read about the NC dancers ALS posted about (many of whom I also knew, e.g. MEAGAN, PRINCESS, TRIXIE, etc.), the more I wanted to break my "lurker" status and correspond with him... three weeks later, I finally emailed him. And over the next few weeks, we wound up in an exciting and "intense" (eh ALS? ;-)), fast-turnaround email frenzy... soon we agreed to meet at NC during the Saturday day shift 18-Aug-95 (AJA was the feature). It seemed so weird to me at the time... meeting someone I had first "met" on the Internet... who'd have ever thought how commonplace that is for me now ;-)... Anyways, ALS and I hit it off immediately during our initial get- together... clearly, we shared the same enthusiasm about SCing (albeit from different angles: I via the porn star route, ALS, via SC dancers). After a few more weeks of near-daily email correspondence, I finally wrote my first NC review (30-Sep-95), which ALS posted on my behalf. Shortly after, I acquired a modem for my home PC and my new friend ALS graciously mailed me a floppy disk with Netcom installation software and voila', I was connected... with Usenet access! And I soon joined ALS in "bombarding ;-)" ASSC with weekly NC Editorial posts. As the ASSC-SF contingent grew (seemingly by the week), ALS spearheaded (as Founding Author, Chairman of the Board, CEO, President AND Editor-in-Chief) "NCSF Publications, Inc.", which "produced" New Century Editorials, the "Little Black Book" (LBB) and also the fledgling ncsfpub website (which later became the CPSF website after NC's "demise" in early '96, see #8 below). And since I maintained a huge and ever-growing collection of SC/porn-star memorabilia (aka "museum pieces") and archived NG posts, emails, etc., ALS appointed me Sr. Vice-President, Museum Curator and Archivist ;-), a "position" I greatly coveted. Almost exactly one year after I first met him, ALS was once again responsible for another of my current Internet passions... Internet Relay Chat (IRC). At 10pm, 21-Aug-96, ALS and I were the first to experiment with IRC, joining IRC channel #assc (later changed to #ass-c) and we were later joined that night by fuf, OMB and The Kid. Thru my involvement with IRC, I "virtually" met and conversed in "real (or, surreal) time" with many, many ASSCers over the past year. 8. Goodbye NC, Hello Chez Paree Jan 96 - Present During 1995, six years after it first opened, the NC, in dire need of a facelift, FINALLY began undergoing changes... but, unfortunately, they were changes NOT for the better. The Bijou Group (Sam Conti, et al), who operated the NC, MSC, Centerfolds, Regal Show World, etc., for reasons unknown at the time, began massive cost-cutting measures over the year that would, by the end of the year, force dancers, customers and ASSCers alike to face the following year in doubt. I first noticed that the quality of porn star features began to diminish over the course of the year. They had significantly cut back on new stars (something that I usta REALLY looked forward to), opting instead to feature house dancer "double trouble" acts, "specialty" performers (one, for example, was supposedly "famous" for firing ping-pong balls out of her p*ssy), and retread porn stars who, quite literally, were willing to accept MUCH less (in terms of $$$) than the top-flight AND current porn star feature. It was quite a disappointment for me... I mean, for its first five years, the NC had featured THE biggest names and brightest stars of the adult porn industry. In fact, several porn star friends I remained in contact, still, to this day, say that the NC in San Francisco was their ATF strip-club in the US to feature at. But that was only one of the changes that occurred (albeit the one that most affected me at the time)... during the year, the NC hired an outside "consultant" to evaluate the overall state of NC and suggest "changes" to improve the club. And during the latter half of '95, the "changes" began... Tickets were now sold for the upstairs "specialty" shows (Playpen and Arena) wherein the performing dancers would now take home a percentage of the total cost of the ticket (instead of the entire tip, as had been the protocol prior to the changes); the chairs on the left side of the theatre were removed in favor of a juice bar (ha!) that never quite got going (before they finally removed it and reinstalled the chairs in '96); a new "private" stage was installed on the right side of the theatre that never quite got going (before they finally removed it and reinstalled the chairs in '96); the dancers were trotted out on stage in a "cattle call" type lineup prior to each day and night shift (I would later hear that virtually all of the dancers, especially those who had worked at NC for awhile previously, absolutely abhorred the "lineup/review"; they considered it humiliating and/or degrading). But the final straw for many of the dancers came during what should have been a festive occasion, the annual NC Christmas party held at the fancy and chic Coconut Grove night club: The announcement that beginning in 1996, the dancers would now become "employees" of NC, that they no longer were considered "independent contractors" (in which they, after paying a nominal "stage fee" to NC, could keep whatever they made in "tips"). It was clear that this change to employee status would, for several of the dancers, radically affect their take-home pay and income, as well as totally change the nature of NC from a laid-back, easy-going SC into a push-push-push, hustle- factory. In fact, the change was immediately apparent during my first NC visit in the new year: Tickets were now required for ALL lapdances, private dances and shows... and the theatre was crawling with annoying clipboard-toting NC "monitors", checking/verifying that dancers were "efficiently" utilizing their time in order to maximize club (and dancer) "profit". Needless to say, the first few weeks of '96 at NC were very uncomfortable and, in a way, sad. Several of our favorite dancers had taken time off after the New Year holidays to rethink their options, plans and futures in lieu of returning to NC as employees. On Fri., 12-Jan-96, I, as a creature of habit, made my way to NC, hoping to muster the same enthusiasm and ebullience as in the past. Upon entering the club, I saw a group of ASSCers (Tiger, The Kid, j0sh, Mr. Deviant) standing in the lobby, trying to decide whether or not to pay admission. The dilemma: did we want to pay to subject ourselves to an evening of possible stress and, even worse, depression? And to make things even less enticing, it appeared that not a single one of our favorite dancers were on the lineup that night. We took our "meeting" outside where j0sh and Mr. Deviant admitted to having visited Chez Paree, the "little dive SC on Mason St.", during the day shift, and that they wanted to go back to check out the night shift dancers. I had never been to the Chez Paree, although for years I wondered what that club was like. But we were still undecided what to do... that is until Tiger, who finally admitted to having been an off-and-on regular of CP(!), gave a GREAT description of it: Very laid back atmosphere, plastic lawn furniture decor, the dancers entered the stage thru a small wall opening in which they had to duck under ;-), and that after every stage set, a dancer brings around a small red basket to solicit tips from everyone in the club... Hmmm, sounds like fun to me! Let's go! So we five took a "field trip" to CP... and found the club to be everything Tiger had described, and more. Upon entering the club, I was shocked (and, in many ways, relieved) to find that my old MSC friend Circe was the CP door-lady! And during our two-hour visit, we met and visited with ex-NC dancer SIREN, who told us that other NC dancers had begun working at CP (j0sh almost leaped out of his plastic lawn chair when SIREN mentioned that CRIMSON now worked at CP Tues-Thurs ;-)). Anyways, later that night we returned to NC and gave ALS the "scoop" on CP, and within a week, TIKI, KAT, MARIA, MIA, and other former NC dancers had auditioned and were hired by CP management (Steve and Linda). On Wed., 17-Jan-96, ALS proclaimed, "I *love* this place", and from that point on, CP was our new ASSC-SF "home". 9. HMS - The Saga of the High Mileage Seat Mar 96 - Present On Fri., 3-Mar-96, while sitting at the CP tiprail, three seats from the south wall of the club, a pretty, tall, slender and VERY cleanly- shaven, redhead named OPHELIA took the stage (and my breath away) performing a graceful, elegant three-song set. During her third song, OPHELIA, totally nude, positioned herself in front of me, sat on the edge of the stage, then wrapped her smooth legs around my head and gently squeezed her thighs together... and like Alex in "A Clockwork Orange", I had nowhere to look but straight ahead ;-). In any case, I returned from the tiprail to the "office" where Bob Smyth greeted me by saying "Man, talk about getting high mileage... you were definitely sitting in the 'high mileage seat' tonight!" And from that moment on, the concept of the HMS was born. As the weeks passed, OPHELIA, or as I dubbed her, OH!FEEL-YA, continued to perfect her ultra-"interactive" stage shows, many of which featured her characteristic Thighmaster (aka ear muffs, lip reading, closed captioning), "blow jobs", Boob Facials (tm), skirt-induced blackouts, Official Butt Slapping, taste testing, etc. In the fine tradition of the HMS, a number of dancers have performed memorable stage shows, most notably: o Most Interactive: SlutPuppy KIM (the ringleader), CHRISTINA, OH!FEEL-YA, AUDREY on stage, IRL, ShyBoy and myself stageside, with tiramisu, bananas, chocolate syrup. Probably the single best stage show I've ever precipitated ;-) in... o Best Toe-Sucking: (Tie) Mistress SYLVIA and Leather Baby Brother EDIE. o Best Use of Food: Sex Food Goddess TIKI and the Ghiradelli mint chip ice cream. o Wildest Show: TIKI and KAT during ASSCon-1, you just *had* to be there to see what they did... o Best Use of Clothes/Buttons/Zippers/Laces: SIREN. o Best, uh, Oral: EDIE and MOLLI... still can't believe what they did during this show... eh Laar? o Most Fun-Loving: JONNA and the "Theme From 'Rawhide'". o Best Tiprail "Grind": KIRA o Best Spankings: ALEXANDRA. o Best Use of Ice: SlutPuppy KIM, the "Human Ice Dispenser"... Unbelievable! o Best Pole Work: JADE BLUE-ECLIPSE, no one even close o Best Use of Hood Ornament: KAT o Best Use of a Blindfold: KIRA o Best "Butt-Head": EDIE 10. My Life As A Dog (SlutPuppy) Aug 96 - Present The question I'm asked most frequently about my "CP Highlights" posts is: "Where did the dog dish (idea) come from?" Well, it all started in July 96, when then-CP dancer and friend KIM (self-proclaimed "SlutPuppy", aka SP) and I planned a surprise visit of mutual friend TASHA at her new club in San Mateo... and SP, over and over, kept saying how she wanted to bring me in wearing a dog collar, as a way of surprising TASHA! Sure, sounded like fun to me ;-). Anyways, we got our plans set to visit her Fri., Aug 2, but after much planning and coordinating earlier that day, we found out at the last minute... TASHA wasn't working that night! Oops. So I told SP that (Oh well...) I'll just go to CP that night instead. And imagine my surprise when, while "innocently" HMSing TEMPTATION, I suddenly felt something strapped around my neck... it was none other than SP, who came to CP as a customer, buckling the dog collar she originally intended for TASHA's surprise visit! After putting it on, SP then tossed the 4ft leash on the stage and said with a devilish grin "Have fun Bubba!" Needless to say, I experienced one of the funnest and funniest evenings ever at a SC. EVERYONE took their turn with the new "collared canine" of CP: Mommi MOLLI and ALS trained me how pets eat at P&P; Mistress SYLVIA and Circe gave me good lessons in obedience; I solidified my position as EDIE's "Leather Mommy"; and leash-crotch- flosser TIKI provided the "Kibbles and Butts" ;-). Clearly SP's dog collar became quite a popular CP "prop". A few weeks after introducing the collar, I was HMSing SP's stage show when she came out on stage with (uh oh) the collar and began buckling it around my neck when suddenly OH!FEEL-YA placed in front of me... THE dog dish (actually a combination water and food bowl), white, with hand-drawn paw prints stamped all over it and with "BUBBA" inscribed on one side, "PURREENA" the other, AND filled to the brim with dog bisquits and water! I found out later that Master SP, OH!FEEL-YA, and CP-One were responsible for what turned out to be the single most popular office supply in ASSC-SF HQ (well, prior to the office PC that is ;-)). A few weeks later, MOLLI brought two big bags of peanut M&Ms "for the dog dish"... and the moment she dumped the candy in the dish, the rest was, as they say, history. EPILOG: The dog collar I currently wear at CP is a close facsimile of the original that SP (who retired from dancing in Oct 96) still owns to this day... and I'm *still* trying to gain "custody" of it :-). -Bubba