So I'm completely fucked up now and can't seem to extract the image of cozying up with Fkk-World's Nadja for an entire evening.

This as a result of reports of her still at World....

I ask myself... does it really make sense to book a trip to Europe for a chance of getting to see her again?

Let me ask the Admiral..."Hey Admiral....I assume you are horny as usual?"

Admiral: You know it.

Brain: Well then what's your opinion? Should we book a trip to sweat up the sheets with beautiful young ladies one after another?

Admiral: Don't toy with me Brain... I will shut you down if necessary.

Brain: But you know, we've got all this work to do at home. We really can't afford to take this time off-

Admiral: Work/Schmirk! You know what it is you really want! Just fuckin' go for it douchebag. What are you some kind of a panzy-assed wimp?? Ya Fuck!

Brain: Hey, there's no need for insults..... -DICKhead....

Admiral: ... you're right- Sorry about that....
So are we gonna make this happen or what?
Are you telling me you don't feel 100 times better and more relaxed after letting me have what I want?

Brain: Admiral, why do you always prove so convincing?

Well, Nadja were not there over the weekend. Joy from Thailand was there Saturday evening in a pair of white knee high boots. It looked like she lost a bit weight. At one time, I sat down at the small dining table. Bunny from Cuba was on her stomach laying on the edge of the sofa. She quickly did a little push up, looked back at me and spanked her ass, "bona petite." Joy was literally riding the edge of the sofa. She was looking for attention.

Regards,
Fred

Another classic from The Admiral !

we talked to Sisi last Friday in Alkmaar , she still remembers I printed out that long report for her of your nightlong discussion / brainstorm, was it about communism and capitalism - it was YOU , was it , 3 years ago at least !!

getting addicted to the FKK , my max is 4 hours now with a girl , time to revalue the fact that I can do a nice thing back here in the Wallen and come home drunk walking (biking) on elbows ....

Wim

"my max is 4 hours now with a girl"

Hello Wim,

No overnight visit yet?! When are we going to make a road trip to Romania? We can make plenty of stops along the journey.

Regards,
Fred

Hi Admiral,

If you are gonna be around during easter weekend, I will have a seat to spare.

Chivaz

When you are on your death bead and someone asks you what you regret most in life, what do you think the answer will be? I know...

You didn't get enough pussy.

Think about it, and I will see you in Germany

Every time I enter World I think what a charade, so unreal. I remember Andrea talking about it all being a show and being addictive and how she was a chameleon. One other rmonger says how she siad she had 120 instinctive programs. So it all sounds like going back is an addiction to a fantasy

Then at some stage I begin to think - why isn't the rest of the world like this? Women walking around with no clothes on, waiting for me (or at least my money). And by the time I leave it's - well if there's one thing I want to do, it's go back to World.

And if you find the right workers then the fantasy place becomes a real one. The people who work there are often quite remarkable - ones with nerve, guts, intelligence and drive. As one worker puts it "I struggle to be real". It is washing our cars on Sundays eating peas off the prongs of their forks and judging with prejudice the rest of the world that is an addiction.

Maybe I'm odd in that I always try to talk to workers. One worker says that mongers like me are rewarding but are the hardest work since ones like me get inside their heads.

So - the fantasy place is more real than the rest in some ways. I was thinkng about my deathbed a couple of days ago and thought that I have made some of my best friends by going to FKKs. and also met some of the finest people. Gold sometimes turns up in places where people sink to the bottom, whilst some of those at the top are like scum on the surface

Oops - all too heavy. Just give me Soraya's ass. Every day.

Shiatsu

Hey Admiral,

If you are still considering a trip, may I suggest the weekend of March 24,25,26 returning home on the 27th. These are my dates and it looks like I am alone in Frankfurt that week. There is no messe so the Excelsior is cheap. And I just checked, you can still fly delta for 382US! Come join me.

Nadja was very friendly and animated in February, and she seemed sad and dispappointed that none of us went with her during the party. She had the hots for fusco and he didn't bite, she was there the Sunday after the party but disappeared early- I think she just went home.

Hope all is well with you. Feel free to call.

doog
pepto

Just to say that she wasn't there over the last week. Probably means she will be back by the time of your upcoming trip. Shiatsu

You said, "Gold sometimes turns up in places where people sink to the bottom, whilst some of those at the top are like scum on the surface ".

I saw the documentary on TV about half an hour ago called "Born into Brothels". About kids brought up in brothels of Calcutta in India. About an American woman teaching photography to kids of prostitutes, trying to help a small group of unusually street wise clever and gifted kids. Help them get an education despite all the incredibe prejudices against them.

I had tears streaming down my face by the end I am unashamed to say.

I saw eleven year old girls, ready to becaome the fourth generation prostitute of the family, ("My auntie has sent for me to 'work in the line' in Bombay").I saw a ten year old be called a "worthless fucking cunt" in Hindi by a next door neighbour. All the girl said was "you certainly know how to use your mouth."

I saw a nine year old boy being beaten for not doing his chores (apparently, even though workstarts at four inthe morning) whilst being called "son of a fuck-pig" or similar. The dignity with which they held themselves was terrific. As more doors closed for them, you saw the light leave their eyes along with the hope.

Oh, one of the kids went on a plane and asked "does the Window Open" as hewas sent to Amsterdam by a Charity to help judge photos at a competition there. This is what a lack of education does, even to the talented and the gifted.

Some of the kids (especially the two you knew were the best and the brightest) did OK. Beloved parents dragged the rest down. When he came back, he had a nice surprise. His Mother died in a kitchen accident. (Her Pimp burned her alive).

Some Gold floated to the top.

Fred, you're KILLING me! Joy is back as well??!!
Before reading this I was really planning on postponing the adventure....

Thanks for the info (I think...)
Regards,
-Ta

Thanks for the kind words Wim.

Sisi??!! She's in Alkmaar?! And she remembers the conversation we had?

What is this, a conspiracy? Nadja, Joy and now Sisi??
Perhaps next I'll be reading that Annie is back on Bloedstraat as well and vividly remembers the nights of passion shared during one of those cold, wet Amsterdam winters?

Brain: Down Admiral, NO!

Admiral: I'm swaying you!! You knooooow iiiiitttt!

c'mon!....what's a few days? You owe this to yourself!

Brain: NOOOOoooooooooooo!

Ok Chivaz, now there's no doubt........ it's a plot, right? TheAdmiral has payed each of you guys off to tempt me with offers excruciatingly difficult to turn down? Yeah, that's it!



Admiral: What are you stoned out of your mind? I'm a DICK. I don't go anywhere you don't go- How the fuck would I ever be able to take the time to go contact every the crew at Ignatz and physically pay them off? Even if I tried to email them, do you have any idea how hard it is to try type on a computer with your head?

Brain: Well, to answer your first question, yes. Regarding the other stuff... I don't know how you might do it, but I don't doubt that you could. You certainly manage to make other things happen that I don't come up with.

Admiral: You're stressin' out babe.... you need the sweet, tender touch of a nice, soft female caressing you through the night baby!

Brain: You think?

Admiral: Oh, most definitely buddy. Pal. You and I we go way back, don't we? Ever since you found me in the tub as a kid. ....sure! I wouldn't steer you wrong!

Brain: uh... I..... Mmmmusst go to next message-

Thanks Mike-

From what you write I'm concluding that you're saying that the right thing is not to go. And that I'll probably go anyway and see you there as well making the same decision against your better judgement. Did I read it right?

I say this because to answer the question you pose, at this point in my life I don't think I can honestly claim I never got my fare share of nookie. Your question is poignant for me because there are things I will regret not doing... and many of them are the very same things that "Brain" is trying to preserve.


Brain: Ah Ha!!! I've got you now Admiral! I've regained the power to vanquish you, you little putz!

Admiral: ...No..no-oo...feee-eling.... weak...
...influence......faa- aadinggg...............

Brain: And don't try it again Admiral!

Admiral: ......only for every day of the rest of your life Brain... (cough, slow breathing, cough)..... you may have won this one, but .... I'll be back. I'll always be b..b..b aaack... (unconscious).....

Heavy indeed, Shiatsu-

I like to believe that there's a lot more gold out there than scum. -But both can be found no matter where in the world we are.


Brain: More serious stuff here Admiral. We even got to talk about being on our deathbed again!

Admiral: " "

Thanks for the info Pepto. I'm damn tempted and need some time to think it over.

Regards,
-Ta



Admiral: ...wha... what was that? wait.... where am I?

Brain: No where Admiral, it's nothing- just go back to sleep-

Admiral: Nya ahhhh! I know what I heard brain! Pepto just told us that Nadja was at World all by her lonesome. With no-one biting in a moment where you could have whisked her away at any time for a glorious night of unbridled sexual bliss.

Brain: Huh? He said that, really? No, no no. It doesn't matter, the case is closed and that's all there is to it..

Admiral: Yeah... right. And I believe you too!

Brain: No, I'm serious.

Admiral: Of course you are pal.... you wouldn't take a trip if it was unreasonable to do so. That only makes sense.... and I'm right there with ya buddy!
Yeah... but, y'see now Pepto also points out that ...y'know... there are some pretty good travel deals out there. I mean, if there was ever a time to make such a trip- you can't beat a round trip flight at $382!

Brain: I.... I suppose that is true.

Admiral: Of course it is baby!

Brain: Plus, I... I do like hanging out with the guys and all... And it seems they'll be around as well-

Admiral: Now your talking big guy!!!
That's it... just a few days..... it'll be FUN. C'mon.
Come on! You know you want to!

Brain: (sigh)

Admiral: (knowing smile of victory)

"Just to say that she wasn't there over the last week. Probably means she will be back by the time of your upcoming trip. Shiatsu"


Announcer: "OH! And Brain takes yet another body blow!"

Ok now, In all seriousness-

This is the kind of thing I can't deal with. I remember years back in Alkmaar there was evidence to me that one of the girls was getting beaten on by her pimp. She never said a word in that vain, but from the way she'd talk about how strict he was and the bruises on her face, it was quite apparent.

I didn't know what to do. It made me want to stop mongering completely. That is, until another girl in an adjacent window beamed a genuinely seductive smile towards me. She wasn't bruised, had no pimp and clearly loved her work.

As much as I'd like to think such heinous violence upon women is limited to sex markets I don't venture to... I know that still, it's there. Perhaps not as violent, not as rampant, but there nevertheless.


Brain: That's it Admiral, we're not going.

Admiral: What are you talking about?! We were just ready to start looking up those Delta flights!

Brain: Nah- look, I don't want to have to deal with guilt about if the girl I'm with is being abused and stuff-

Admiral: Asshole, that story happened in Calcutta! One of the poorest spots on the entire planet! You've been to Prague, Amsterdam, the Fkk's and NYC houses and you know that the vast majority of these girls know very well what they're doing and stay in it because they choose to.

Brain: I'd like to believe that.

Admiral: Believe it buddy.... believe it.

Brain: That's still a terribly sad story.

Admiral: Yes it is Brain, yes it is.

Hey Mike, Admiral and BRAIN,

Sad stuff to be sure. I guess enlightenment like that program does make one stop and think.

There are aspects of this hobby that will cause one to take stock of one’s moral compass. That said, playing in Germany’s FKKs, where the scene is pretty heavily controlled, regulated and watched is not so bad for the soul. Those “Razzia” that everyone complains about are a necessity that, for the most part, keeps this business on the up and up. Of course, unfortunate situations do slip through the cracks. However I really do think that they are not so prevalent. This is a business and in Germany, like most other businesses, it has to conform to certain rules. No one wants to go out of business because these rules were broken. A former favorite club of mine was temporarily closed because it was discovered that an underage girl was working there. The place has never really recovered. The Atlantis Story; The one day (actually only an hour or so) opening and closing of Oase II; FKK World’s problems this past Fall and Oase’s at the end of last year; all of these are examples not of a business that is allowed to just do anything, but of a society's tolerance of prostitution provided the rules are followed. Yes, there are some horror stories, but most of these you will not find in an FKK or a well run, well established bordello in Germany. There are some places were the girls are trafficked in, thinking that they will be nannies or models or students, but I have never, to my knowledge met one at an FKK. The German government is doing its best to combat those situations.

Germany (as well as many other European countries) is just more open about sex, pornography and other sins of the flesh. Also it would be interesting to compare the number of sex crimes in the US per capita to Germany. I suspect that the US will win that race. I know many German women who tell me that they are thankful for Europe’s lack of sexual repression and that prostitution is tolerated in Germany, for they truly believe that it controls men’s aggressive sexual tensions and their possible bad manifestations much better than any church or religion.

Some FKK girls do have “boyfriends” or “husbands” and “contracts” and this is NOT an idea situation for those girls. However a good number of FKK girls have made pretty damn good money for themselves and not many of them declare what they make to the taxman. In fact most of my favorites have “straight” jobs that they do for their “official” income and their FKK earnings go unreported.

FKK girls have to get regular medical checkups or they do not work. It is a fairly safe bet that most trafficked girls do not do this.

Also I know a good number of FKK girls who do enjoy this job and especially the money. One of my favorites could have left the life years ago. She is bright, has permanent German residence status , is not tied to a “boyfriend” and will probably enter another “career” in a few years. She has saved enough to support herself while she is studying, but she is a savvy business woman and she enjoys sex. Her attitude is “why not earn some money with her hobby?” There are quite a few FKK girls who have this attitude.
One of my all-time favorites was a girl who worked at Babylon named Nina. She was originally from Macedonia but grew up in Germany and had citizenship. She went to Gymnasium (college-track High School) and no doubt could have gone on to study straight out of school. She told me that she use to always walk by Babylon before she became “legal” and that the idea of working there just fascinated her. The day she turned 18, she went there and asked if she could work as an FKK girl. She would always talk about how she liked having sex and that she wanted to work at this for 2-3 years, save her money, maybe go on to study and possible buy a hotel or restaurant somewhere, someday. After one and a half years she just stopped (to the dismay of myself and many others). No doubt she has finished her studies by now and is hopefully successful. I am glad that I could contribute to her scholarship fund.

@Admiral:

Tell your brain to lighten up and relax. Be reasonable. For many of these girls this is a business and they would rather deal with good and nice customers. Be one of those and enjoy yourself. If you really need to exercise and practice your hobby but have moral qualms, then visit your favorite FKK and be selective in you choice of lady and avoid the seedy joints in the big cities where the unfortunate, trafficked girls are. Also I doubt that you would easily find these places in any case.

Cheers,

Dedalus

Hi all,

To Brain: You know Brain, the Admiral is a nice decent gentleman. A working girl will be pleased to have his company for hour or two. It will probably be the highlight of her day. Why should you take that away from her?

To Admiral: Yeah dude, go, go, go. You deserve it.

On to other things:
Shiatsu makes an interesting point "... thought that I have made some of my best friends by going to FKKs. and also met some of the finest people..."

Girls aside, the guys I met during FKK trips have been some of the genuinly niceest guys I have met, no pretentious PC crap but honest good conversations. At the same time I find myself beeing somewhat more "genourus" towards the ones I meet (or are travelling with me), going a bit out of my way (more so that I would perhaps do in my day to day activities). I think it is perhaps some kind of compensation for the acts, kind of like "I am still a nice guy even if I am taking advantage of the girls who are there for various reasons, good or bad" so I go out of my way to kind of prove it to myself that yes, I am indeed a nice decent guy..... then again perhaps it is just because I am in a happy zone, knowing that I am about to be surrounded by beautiful naked ladies who all are willing to have sex with me.

Chivaz