The year was1976, I had just started working at Art Stocks Playpen South in Ft Lauderdale Fl. I stayed in trouble with the Mgr. Toby Lyons as every time he rounded a corner I was talking to a group of babes or kissing one of them. He was always catching me in the act. For me I felt it wasn't my fault women just found me irrestable. I figured out how to put Toby in my pocket real quick, you see he liked to cheat on his wife,so everytime she would go in the club looking for Toby rather than her walk through the massive crowd I'd tell her to wait by the door and I'll get him for you ,This worked real good because Toby was a Hound dog. I had been working at the Club a short period of time when I met Billy Tampa, Captain of the Playpen Yacht. He and I immediately hit it off. Billy was an Old Man, but a party , good time animal.the best, God rest his soul. Billy had been taken care of by Art Stock as he had stepped in front of a gunman and took a bullet for Art Stock as a hit man was trying to kill Art Stock, Anyway after he recovered Art Bought a Yacht and Made Billy the Captain. It would be in Ft. Lauderdale in the winter and Jersey Shore in the Summer. Art had waterfront houses in both places and Billy stayed either in the house or on the boat. After I met Billy, I became like first mate on the Yacht, I was givin keys to the Playpen, and would stop by and pick up liquor and Beer each day. Each day we would ride up and down the beach in front of Ft Lauderdale just off shore where everybody on the beach could read the Playpen Billboards and here the music jammin very loud, ladies dancing all over the Yacht. I was 6'4' tall, a 52' chest, 19.5" arms, 34' waist and tree trunks for legs. I look like Tom Selliks Twin except he has dimples I don't have, but I have a nicer body. Nice harry chest,and a voice exactly like Sam Elliots. All I had to do other than work which for a neck, bouncer is more like pleasure than work, was to walk around at night and ask beautiful ladies if they wanted to go out on the yacht the next day. I was like a kid in a candystore.Every night I usally had my choice of four or more ladies to take home with me. I also had six or seven ladies that lived local that I saw weekly also. I have seen women fist fight over who was going home with me at night. My house was party central as I was the hook up man at the bar, most nights what ever band was playing at the club came by my house to party as there was always an excess of women. When women come down for spring break it seems like the sun shines on them and they go into heat. They just want a Florida man to hit it for them. Its easy, if you got game ,your beautiful, your a health freak and not a drunk. You see the Playpen use to have a banner flying down the beach stating .25 to .75 cent mixed drinks 8pm to 10 pm ,ladies get in free. Thats what packed the club. The drinking age was 18 back then also. By the time I got married at 26 yrs of age I had already slept with over a thousand different women you could ask my wife. My brother can also verify the validity of my statements. If you wonder how I was able to do this, its easy I see all women, as beautiful,they should all be treated special,placed on a peditstal, after all God created woman for man. I guess its the kindness in my heart that cauuses woman to react the way they do. I've had women on a cash register ring things up wrong and then they go to Blushing from being embarrased. Just this week I was walking down to the newstand, past Chit Chats Bar in the plaza, I had no shirt on just shorts tennis shoes and my dark tan, the ladies were hooting at me, I went into the Newstand the lady that runs the newstand wasn't there, I was talking to her husband and in she walks she says did you hear those ladys in the bar I said yes, she said, the one lady said God D... look at that man,thats what started the whooting, her husband looks at me and says it must be nice to be you. I can walk down the beach and have women that will sit up in their chairs tap their friends on the shoulder, raise their sun glasses and whistle at me. My apologies too all if I sound concedied but I am, ladies have made me that way. But I am a ladies man. I don't believe in abusing women, I believe in my pedistal theory. Thanks God for making Woman, because God knows I love them all. I'll finish my other club stories when I see how well this one is receieved. For varifacation on my Voice ask Denise, Wife of a cable guy, Dans Lady, I know Dans a lucky man to find one like her. Semper Fi. Later
"WHITFIELD"
Art Stocks /Whitfield
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