Let me tell you about the hookers in Belgium.... WOW!!
When I was 17 (before I started playing with men), there was a buddy of mine that simply did NOT want to go to college after he graduated high school. I was a senior then and he graduated the year before. He was from a VERY - V E R Y - highclass family, whose name everyone on this board would recognize. You will see more of him in the near future in the political field - just like his daddy.
Ok... so he was given the ultimatum about college or military service... I was over for dinner one night with just he, and his mom and dad... when I witnessed him tearfully break down and ... sniff... sniff.. snif... tell his parents... that... sniff... sniff.. he was gay. (keep in mind this was in the mid 90's when you read the next part).
His father was like "whatever it takes, we will cure you. We will do whatever it takes..." Now, this boy was fucking more girls than you can imagine. Anyway.. "whatever it took" (for him) meant a summer long European vacation. I sat there utterly dumbfound as I watched him tell his parents about this "Euro Therapy Program" that helped overcome homosexual addiction. And it was COMPLETELY anonymous and guranteed to work. His family name would be protected... no one would know... it was so anonymous.. that they only accept cash payment for their services. It was four months long.. but he couldn't dare to go over and leave home behind... he didn't know ANYONE over there. Naturally, the dad asked me to go along with him... promised me an allowance... he knew I had no plans for the summer.
To make the story short, we went over for 4 months all over Europe... making cash withdrawals to pay for this "therapy program". Man, we had a blast... I even saved every single penny that was my "allowance" over there ($350 a week) while spending his parents money. He would take a huge lump sum at the beginning of each month for advanced payment of this program.. and then he would take out a little at time for "food" and stuff if we were running low. Meanwhile, we were traveling all over.
The only problem we encountered with his folks was when we went to Belgium's redlight district. For those who have been.. then you KNOW what I mean. For those who haven't been.... you have to go to get an idea of what it is like. I can't describe it. It is like Beverly Hills and Rodeo Drive. These are million dollar townhouses the girls sit in the window at. Any girl you have a hankering for you can find. Any skin color, any fetish. Want them over 6'3" tall... want them missing a limb... want an honest to God virgin... it is ALL THERE.
We went there and ran up a tune of $3000 on his parents credit card. They called a week later DEMANDING to know what we were doing in a whore house. I sat there and watched this utter con man (politician in training) calmly tell his folks that this whore house trip in Belgium was part of the therapy programs "field trip". That they had to ensure that their patients were going to be able to perform with members of the opposite sex with as much enthusiasm as they did with members of the same sex. His parents fell for this hook line and sinker.
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