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It was vast, completely post apocalyptic destroyed and very punk early 80s feeling. I can't believe I went with him the first time but after that I trusted him.Īnother memorable one was under the boardwalk in Brighton Beach. He would lead me down into dark metro north tunnels. He was clearly about 50, hung like a horse, and had a insouciant devilish look about him. I had grey and blue and pink seersucker suits, I was such a twerp. I was early 20's and wearing my Brooks Brothers high-water sack suits, and even bow ties and searsucker and white bucks in the summer. Cleaning lady saw us a number of times and he said he gave her presents and she kept her mouth shut. I saw him after work and if it was after 8 he would take me back up Madison to his office and we'd fuck on the floor. I had a few trysts with a tall ginger 30-something Madison Avenue ad man from that tea room. R10 I didn't know about the tennis court in Grand Central. Made me wonder what kind of action that area had seen over the years, especially in wartime, when the place must have been crawling with anxious, horny servicemen. There had even been dressing rooms, with a shower, sink, and a cot, meant for men to freshen up between trains. The actual downstairs men's room was vast, with a long bank of urinals, all next to each other, with no partitions, as well as a double row of stalls.
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Met a number of men in the men's room itself, or cruising upstairs in the waiting room. After a few months, I went back there, but the doors to the stairs had been locked with a chain and padlock. We got it on, and I later took someone else up there. It was clear the place was popular, because there were discarded tissues all over the place. I answered a few others, but they were flakier.Īlso, met a man in the men's room, who took me up to the 4th Floor of Grand Central, where there was a stair leading up to an abandoned tennis court, actually 2 courts, with several additional small rooms. When I arrived at his office, his secretary said, "Yes, he will see you now." I went into his office, met a hunky man in a white shirt and tie. Once, out of curiosity, I answered one a man on the other end invited me for sex. There was a bank of about 6 telephones on the wall at the top of the stars, always ringing. Worked part-time back in the late 70's to mid-80's.