First time reporter Mr. Clean has now joined the ranks of Journal reporters, and has filed this Flash Report from last week at 15th Ave. Adult Theater in Chicago.
Here we go...
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Reporter: Mr. Clean
Place – 15th Ave. in Chicago
Date/Time – Wednesday, May 6th, 5:30pm - 10:45pm
Hi Doc,
First time reporter here but fairly experienced in this ‘thing of ours’ (my wife and I were at the Art Cinema in Hartford, CT for the School’s Out’ Party, even spoke to you briefly there.) This report is on my recent visit to the 15th Ave. Bookstore in Chicago (listed in your database).
I visited on May 6th. Very quiet evening for the most part, until around 9:30 or. Worth waiting for and I’ll get to that (have to tell the story, right?) I was working nearby for a couple of days and stopped in Weds. evening about 5:30pm. I had been here about 6 months before and knew the layout –theater, small room with padded table behind the screen, about a half dozen booths that don’t require money and have about 20 channels or so and a spa area (separate admission for the spa.
The guy at the counter said I shouldn’t purchase admission to the spa as it was closing at 6pm (for cleaning) and would be open again around 7 or so. He said if I wanted admission to the spa I could purchase it after it had opened again. I purchased admission to the theater and booths ($20 admission, good for the entire night with in and out privileges – from the place, silly, no sexual reference there.
Inside, there were 3 or 4 guys hanging out in the open area near the booths and 2 guys, sitting separately, in the theater. Ages ranged from youngest at about 4o to I’d guess 65 (I’m 50 myself). Appearances ranged from ‘trucker that had been on the road too long’ to ‘neatly dressed business man’. (I fall into the ‘casually attired business guy coming from the office’.
I stayed until around 7pm, having not seen any action whatsoever, and then left to get a bite to eat. I returned about 9pm and purchased admission to the spa. I checked around the place and there were still about 6 guys in the place, some who had been there when I left and a few new faces. Still no action of any kind.
At 9:30 I heard that sound we all know; one that we love and hope for, the click of high heels. “Please let it be a real woman and not a confused guy,” I thought to myself. And indeed, it was a woman, accompanied by a guy. This couple, whom I found out later have been seen and enjoyed at 15th Ave. previously, was a guy and a curvy yet petite Italian looking woman, 5’, 150 or so, great legs.
They lingered in the open area for a few minutes, her clinging to him, looking shy and timid, him with his arms around her. They then went into the theater. They sat in the couples’ only section. 3 or 4 of the guys followed them in, yours truly included. All the guys gave them plenty of room.
The guy started fondling her and eventually she had her legs spread and he had his hand between her legs. I could hear her moaning from my seat about four rows away on the other side of the theater.
After about 15 minutes or so they straightened up and left the theater. I followed them, along with a couple of other guys, from a respectable distance as they entered the spa.
They went into a private room and closed the door. Several of us hung around to see what might transpire. A couple of minutes after they entered the room the door opened a crack. It stayed that way for a minute or two and then the guy, now naked, opened the door about half way and motioned to the guy nearest the door to come in. A line quickly formed and I was second in line.
The guy then opened the door all the way, revealing the woman completely naked and on her knees (with a towel under them). The woman proceeded to give this lucky guy a killer blowjob, while occasionally reaching over to stroke her man. She sucked this guy for a good 15 minutes, making lots of noise and appeared to really enjoy what she was doing. When this guy came, she swallowed it down and then spend a good couple of minutes cleaning him up. Even wiping her chin with her fingers and then licking them. It was like watching a living porn movie.
The guy waiting in line stepped into the room and, much to the dismay of those outside the room, closed the door. Then, for the next 20+ minutes, the woman could be heard as she obviously went to work on this guy. Those of us in line kept looking at our watches and then looking at our watches as the minutes slowly ticked by. It was now about 10:30 or so.
At that point, a guy joined the line and asked about what was happening behind the closed door. When the couple was described to him, he said he had not only seen them before but that he had had the pleasure of playing with them on a previous visit. He commented that her oral skills were nothing short of amazing and that she was ‘worth waiting for’.
When I heard the sound of the door opening, I was primed and ready to step in and take my place. However, the guy stepped out and asked, “Anyone who is packing 8” or more, step up.” Alas, at only 7”, I didn’t qualify. I pointed out to the guy that I while slightly short of the requirement, I knew how to use it and I guaranteed satisfaction, but he wasn’t interested and repeated the requirement. A large black man, whom I had seen on my previous visit to 15th Ave. stepped up and entered the room.
Knowing that patience is the name of the game in this thing of ours (ed. note: It is The Golden Rule), I decided to wait. This guy also was in the room quite a while and, from the sounds coming from the room – the woman being extremely vocal at this point – there was more than a mere blowjob taking place.
After what seemed like a long time, though what was probably only 15 minutes, the door once again opened and the guy stepped out. With a somewhat shy smile, the guy coming out said, “I tried to be quick” as the door closed behind him.
I waited, along with about 3 guys behind me, to see what would happen next. Unfortunately, the next time the door opened, the couple stepped out fully dressed and headed for the exit. As they passed me, I politely thanked them for coming (no pun intended.)
Though disappointed, as you might imagine given my having waited more than an hour, I was not discouraged as I know full well that this is how things work out sometimes in this thing of ours. Not every time goes as planned. And, given that I’ve been on the receiving end on my share of occasions, I was okay with this outcome. Next up is a visit to the Art in Hartford in June.
Thanks for posting this Doc, and for all the hard work and great information on the blog.
Reporter: Mr. Clean
Place – 15th Ave. in Chicago
Date/Time – Wednesday, May 6th, 5:30pm - 10:45pm
Hi Doc,
First time reporter here but fairly experienced in this ‘thing of ours’ (my wife and I were at the Art Cinema in Hartford, CT for the School’s Out’ Party, even spoke to you briefly there.) This report is on my recent visit to the 15th Ave. Bookstore in Chicago (listed in your database).
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| 15th Ave. Adult Theater Chicago, IL |
I visited on May 6th. Very quiet evening for the most part, until around 9:30 or. Worth waiting for and I’ll get to that (have to tell the story, right?) I was working nearby for a couple of days and stopped in Weds. evening about 5:30pm. I had been here about 6 months before and knew the layout –theater, small room with padded table behind the screen, about a half dozen booths that don’t require money and have about 20 channels or so and a spa area (separate admission for the spa.
The guy at the counter said I shouldn’t purchase admission to the spa as it was closing at 6pm (for cleaning) and would be open again around 7 or so. He said if I wanted admission to the spa I could purchase it after it had opened again. I purchased admission to the theater and booths ($20 admission, good for the entire night with in and out privileges – from the place, silly, no sexual reference there.
Inside, there were 3 or 4 guys hanging out in the open area near the booths and 2 guys, sitting separately, in the theater. Ages ranged from youngest at about 4o to I’d guess 65 (I’m 50 myself). Appearances ranged from ‘trucker that had been on the road too long’ to ‘neatly dressed business man’. (I fall into the ‘casually attired business guy coming from the office’.
I stayed until around 7pm, having not seen any action whatsoever, and then left to get a bite to eat. I returned about 9pm and purchased admission to the spa. I checked around the place and there were still about 6 guys in the place, some who had been there when I left and a few new faces. Still no action of any kind.
At 9:30 I heard that sound we all know; one that we love and hope for, the click of high heels. “Please let it be a real woman and not a confused guy,” I thought to myself. And indeed, it was a woman, accompanied by a guy. This couple, whom I found out later have been seen and enjoyed at 15th Ave. previously, was a guy and a curvy yet petite Italian looking woman, 5’, 150 or so, great legs.
They lingered in the open area for a few minutes, her clinging to him, looking shy and timid, him with his arms around her. They then went into the theater. They sat in the couples’ only section. 3 or 4 of the guys followed them in, yours truly included. All the guys gave them plenty of room.
The guy started fondling her and eventually she had her legs spread and he had his hand between her legs. I could hear her moaning from my seat about four rows away on the other side of the theater.
After about 15 minutes or so they straightened up and left the theater. I followed them, along with a couple of other guys, from a respectable distance as they entered the spa.
They went into a private room and closed the door. Several of us hung around to see what might transpire. A couple of minutes after they entered the room the door opened a crack. It stayed that way for a minute or two and then the guy, now naked, opened the door about half way and motioned to the guy nearest the door to come in. A line quickly formed and I was second in line.
The guy then opened the door all the way, revealing the woman completely naked and on her knees (with a towel under them). The woman proceeded to give this lucky guy a killer blowjob, while occasionally reaching over to stroke her man. She sucked this guy for a good 15 minutes, making lots of noise and appeared to really enjoy what she was doing. When this guy came, she swallowed it down and then spend a good couple of minutes cleaning him up. Even wiping her chin with her fingers and then licking them. It was like watching a living porn movie.
The guy waiting in line stepped into the room and, much to the dismay of those outside the room, closed the door. Then, for the next 20+ minutes, the woman could be heard as she obviously went to work on this guy. Those of us in line kept looking at our watches and then looking at our watches as the minutes slowly ticked by. It was now about 10:30 or so.
At that point, a guy joined the line and asked about what was happening behind the closed door. When the couple was described to him, he said he had not only seen them before but that he had had the pleasure of playing with them on a previous visit. He commented that her oral skills were nothing short of amazing and that she was ‘worth waiting for’.
When I heard the sound of the door opening, I was primed and ready to step in and take my place. However, the guy stepped out and asked, “Anyone who is packing 8” or more, step up.” Alas, at only 7”, I didn’t qualify. I pointed out to the guy that I while slightly short of the requirement, I knew how to use it and I guaranteed satisfaction, but he wasn’t interested and repeated the requirement. A large black man, whom I had seen on my previous visit to 15th Ave. stepped up and entered the room.
Knowing that patience is the name of the game in this thing of ours (ed. note: It is The Golden Rule), I decided to wait. This guy also was in the room quite a while and, from the sounds coming from the room – the woman being extremely vocal at this point – there was more than a mere blowjob taking place.
After what seemed like a long time, though what was probably only 15 minutes, the door once again opened and the guy stepped out. With a somewhat shy smile, the guy coming out said, “I tried to be quick” as the door closed behind him.
I waited, along with about 3 guys behind me, to see what would happen next. Unfortunately, the next time the door opened, the couple stepped out fully dressed and headed for the exit. As they passed me, I politely thanked them for coming (no pun intended.)
Though disappointed, as you might imagine given my having waited more than an hour, I was not discouraged as I know full well that this is how things work out sometimes in this thing of ours. Not every time goes as planned. And, given that I’ve been on the receiving end on my share of occasions, I was okay with this outcome. Next up is a visit to the Art in Hartford in June.
Thanks for posting this Doc, and for all the hard work and great information on the blog.
Mr. Clean
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Doc here again... Many thanks to Mr. Clean for an outstanding first-time report from the foxholes on the front line of this thing of ours. Keep the reports coming Mr. Clean...I sense that one day you will clean the entire house, and everything in it.
Thanks,
Doc