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My memory is starting to fade a little on the exact sequence of events but I do remember Stock when it was located on St. André below Ste. Catherine. They moved to the corner on Montcalm and Ste Catherine when I was living on Montcalm, maybe around 2005. Certainly I remember 2003 as that was when Campus made major changes in their layout with many more booths that had curtains and certainly facilitated play. Later the curtains came down, sadly, and it wasn't quite the same. Taboo had side by side benches with no barriers at that time so very little happened beyond fondling. There was Adonis as well but much smaller upstairs where the booths were. The area at the back was not very private. Imo, the early 2000s were the halcyon days if you were looking for some wild fun.

Ive had great encounters the last year and been pleased that many are great kissers and follow through on the rest. Regarding Covid, once I'm satisfied that they seem to be reasonable risks based on their profiles and our chats before setting a date, I just forget about the dangers posed by kissing. So far so good.

I don't know why this should surprise anyone who has experience going back several decades. But I understand that doesn't include everyone on this forum. I still visit Montreal on a semi regular basis but recently have not been drawn to the Village. The surroundings downtown are more upscale and I have adapted to the internet and Rentmen. Still, I recall the old thrill of the hunt and do miss it.

In the old days (20 years ago) you could regularly expect to give a blow job once you donated at least $60. There were no women except on ladies night so no distractions for these mostly straight dancers. If you spent more than $100 you could often get the guys to cum if they were not about to dance again. This was mostly at Campus, I never much fancied the other strip joints which numbered another 3 or 4. I even got the cute bartender at the back bar at Campus to cum in my mouth. Those were the days!

A friend of my brother had a 61 or 60 Austin Healey Le Mans which you could only tell from its aluminium body and louvres on the hood. It was fun for short runs but I can imagine not on long road trips.

Whatever do you mean?

When I was young, I was impressed by the odd English cars that were driven in Montreal (rare because the harsh climate wasn't kind to English cars at that time) because they had yellow/orange turn signals that popped out of the side of the car between the door posts to signal a right or left turn. I think they were lit so you could see them at night too. I'm sure in the winter they probably froze in place with the ice. But they worked fine in the summer.

One little correction. As his ad says, he's been on RM since August, 2021. That's when I first noticed his ad.

Oh well, you just missed the most signifiant thing to happen to humanity in the 20th century. Just to satisfy your carnal desires. Callow youth.

I suppose that was supported by the tobacco lobby. Lol

I met with Trev in Montreal last fall when he was new on RM. Had a couple of sessions and then he went to Puerta Valarta for the winter. He's based in Toronto. We stay in touch occasionally. He's a nice guy. Very interesting background and intelligent too. Very dynamic in and out of the bedroom. PM me if you have any questions.

As I've gotten older I enjoy trying deep throating any and all partners. The bigger the size, the more of the challenge to get right down to the pubes. And hold it there while my eyes are streaming. Ah, ecstasy.

When people could smoke anywhere in the aircraft cabin, they had to wait until the no smoking sign went off after takeoff. Since the heavy smokers had perhaps not had a cig for maybe close to an hour since departing the airport lounge, there would be a mad rush to light up and the plane cabin would be filled with blue smoke. ugh! What a way to start a flight, choking on second hand smoke. Yes, I was never a smoker. That is one way in which flying has become more pleasant, if only the only way I can think of.

I'm glad he doesn't list anal. That beer can he shows is supersized.

Their reviews include one who consistently reviews male escorts available to men. Also amongst their likes they list anal but not pussy. That is strange. Lol.

It's nice to hear Oliver is still accepting cash. Lol.

Where did they come up with the name Beaverbrook? It's such an iconic Canadian name created for Sir Max Aitken, a Canadian self made millionaire, who was elevated to the peerage and made Lord Beaverbrook by King George V. He became one of the great press barons in England and was Winston Churchill's right hand man in the wartime government, in charge of aircraft production, which saved Britain in the war. When he died his son refused the title which was rightfully his saying, there was only one Lord Beaverbrook.

The only time I picked up mail at the AMEX office was in Paris in 1969. A letter from my mother.That was in early summer. Shortly after, amazing things happened; men landed on the moon, Ted Kennedy drove off a bridge and killed a woman, and Charles Manson went on a killing rampage in LA. I would pick up Time magazine on my voyage to follow events. No access to radio or TV as I was a hitchhiker that summer touring Europe.

The 17 inches have cum and gone and it was great to see and feel them working in tandem. Also attached to incredibly nice hunks who made an otherwise dreary April afternoon pass by most pleasurably.

Paying cash for jewelry can be a form of money laundering.

I've arranged a threesome tomorrow where 17 inches on the invited will help augment my average appendage. Bringing the three of us above the national average for Canada, which I assume is around the American stats.

I always feel a bit sad when houses are torn down to make way for something grander. Its only happened to me once when our family cottage was torn down a couple of years after we sold it in 2013. The people who bought it built a huge cedar house which I have to admit looks great on the lakeside location but it doesn't have the character our house had, a rambling 5 bedroom clapboard house built in the 1930's before there was electricity on .the lake.

Do you ever go back to see the places where you once lived? Like Breakfast at Tiffanys. I often do whenever I have the chance. A few months ago I stopped in front of the house which I owned for 20 years during my crazy 30s and 40s. A youngish woman came out and I hailed her from my car as she crossed the street in front of me. We chatted a bit and she told me her sister, who owned the house, had turned the family room addition I had put on the rear with skylights and a fireplace with cathedral ceiling was now her sister's office, which she loved during the pandemic. It made me feel good that it had been put to such use.

Smartphones really have changed the dynamic of bars and restaurants whether gay or straight. A real killer for social interaction between strangers. Glad they didnt exist when I was young and hustling for pickups in the bars. And I don't mean for cash transactions. I had to make it on my looks then. Lol.

We're basically talking about appliances in the home. Some have been around for up to over a century and are old technology-your phone, TV, stove, washer-drier, dishwasher, etc. Some are newer techology like home security, computer and cell phone internet service-modems, routers, smart appliances etc. The old stuff you tend to have to pay for after market service, once the warranty expires. For the technology driven stuff, you usually pay monthly charges and when things go wrong a phone call will usually set things straight. Ar least that is my experience. Two weeks ago my dryer went on the fritz. It was over 5 yesrs old and off the warranty. I paid a service fee of $127 for a man to come and show me how the fuse had blown and needed to be replaced with a $5 part. I was just happy I didn't need to replace the machine.