The Paris shut it's door permanently this past week, and as with any death, it's time to eulogize the newly departed with stories and reports when things were hopping on SW 3rd in Portland.
First up, Part 1. Ironically, is the last report of action at The Paris from this past Tuesday evening, from regular Journal contributor and noted landscape painter, ORichard (check out ORichard's extremely popular report on the late, great Edgewater West in Oakland HERE). Little did anyone know that this was the last night for The Paris, which was denied a fond farewell or good-bye by a quick sale and a mad dash.
To top it off, this report is HOT. Dammit all.
Take it away, ORichard.
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Doc,
Just a brief recount. Went to the Paris a little after 8 expecting to see the NNCS (the Naughty Nasty Cum Sucker), who usually visits Tuesday evenings. Instead found a young woman (the Orange Flag and later arena bed woman), sitting by herself in the middle of the regular seats.
I waited to make sure she hadn't come with a partner who might have been in the john, and then sat beside her. She glanced over through her glasses and proceeded to fondle my johnson. I returned her groping and we were suddenly surrounded by some of the other patrons who realized she was ready to play. She asked if I was ready to accompany her to the arena bed just as another guy's hand snaked down and into her panties. Then it was game on. She lay back on the table and a naked fellow quickly mounted her. He switched to anal after she said nodded her approval, and the small Tuesday night crowd soon added a cock to each hand and one at her face as well as some titty sucking. She was very wet and had a wonderful full, kinky bush, and just the right amount of aroused pussy smell.