[PalmsMan]

My rented room was a few minutes drive from the Jolar Cinema. Midweek, one evening after arriving home from work, I would pop a sildenafil, eat a light meal, and head on over.

The Jolar had two adjoining movie rooms behind the book store. The also had video booths and live woman booths in the same area. If the movie isn't to one's taste in one room the other one is right next to it.

Couples often came in, and there was a certain amount of sex. I couldn't see much because the lighting was very low and couples tended to sit at the back and were somewhat hidden by the back of the sofas in front of them. But, it was a congenial environment for a, sometimes naked, wank.

Occasionally I would step out of the theaters and look around the booth area to see if anything interesting was happening. If the live show women didn't have a customer they would stand outside their booth, I guess, hoping to attract some interest. One time I engaged a young woman in conversation and somehow got onto sexual kinks. I mentioned I was an exhibitionist and love to show off my cock. "Well take it out honey, that's what this place is all about". I didn't need telling twice, out came my medically enabled hard-on and my balls. I didn't bother putting them away until I left later in the evening.

BUT, next time I was in I didn't bother putting my cock away before leaving the theaters for a wander. A different woman outside the same booth reprimanded my, she told me their are cameras around the area and I needed to put it away. I did and headed back to the theater, so I could liberate it once again.

One time late in the evening one of the booth women came into the movie theater. She stood at the from and looked the audience over. She was wearing a thong bikini and bedecked with jewelry. Had I been masturbating when she came in I would have continued. But, it seemed rude to start after she arrived. After a few minutes she left.

One oddity of the Jolar movie rooms is that about every two hours a young lady will come in with a mop and bucket, and mop up the semen from the floor. Always these lasses came in wearing jeans and a tee shirt. There was nothing especially sexy about there clothes.

One evening when the woman came in, mop and bucket in hand, I was ready to come. So while she mopped up, I stripped off and emptied my prostate. I did her a favor really because it saved her coming back to mop up my load.

Come the end of April 2013 my contract was over, and I headed to Tucson for my next assignment.

Hamburgny69, I hope my posts are telling you what you want to know?