I went there a few times in the mid 1980's. The last time I wet there was a pretty attractive black girl on stage who insisted I take my cock out, which I obliged, and she kept trying to entice me to "punch the clown" while she performed. I suggested instead that she head over to my apartment which was about 20 minutes away and we could open a bottle of wine in front of the fireplace and gave her my address. I left shortly thereafter thinking nothing of it. Around 11:30 that night, there was a knock on my door and there was "Peaches" along with her girlfriend, "Brandy" We adjourned to my 14' sectional couch and opened the wine. They told me to take my shirt off which I did but had to take a piss as I'd been hitting a few of the finer places along Admiral W. Blvd. earlier in the evening. When I opened the bathroom door, they were both laying in my bed naked. It was a great threesome that lasted until we all fell asleep. In the morning Peaches (real name Gloria) had to leave but her friend stayed. She was a nice slut and eagerly scooped up the load I shot on her belly. Had to take her home as she rode shotgun with Peaches. Saw peaches two more times but last time she called my girlfriend was at my place so I had to watch what I said on the call. Guess she read between tge lines, cause never heard from her again. Always wondered if the same experiences are still possible at Carnival.
