Last night I spent the evening with "Martine", a 35 yr old Scottish/French/Huron indian Mix originally from ottawa who now lives between Hartford and New Haven. She has been an escort for 10 years, originally a total coke whore but clean 4+ years now...she is gorgeous and gives great massages. I fucked up my back last week so I called her for an evening of back Rubs, and to keep me from drowning in the pool while I get cocked outside on the deck. She entertains me with stories of her clients and exploits. Her two main sources of clients are Foxwoods Casino (and the Mohegan Sun in central Connecticut), and a certain well known prestigious University located in New Haven.... rhymes with "Ale"....

Professor "X" is 55, jewish, fat, hairy and married. Martine gives this man neither her phone number or e-mail. When he wants her services he must send a postcard with the date and time to her PO Box in Hartford. This is HER requirements for HIM ONLY. Here's why....Prof "X" has an empty room with a immaculate shiny wooden floor on the second floor of his LARGE house. When his wife visits family in NYC, he has Martine come over and, for the tidy sum of 8 grand (US DOLLARS) she puts a dog collar and a leash on a NUDE Porfessor "X" who is wearing a SNOOPY mask. She "walks" him around the house (he is on all FOURS mind you) and she then locks him in the empty room with the immaculate wooden floor. She waits, anywhere from 15 to 20 minutes until he Barks and she enters the room. In the far away corner, a steaming pile of Turds now sits along with (usually) a puddle of piss. She scolds the dog/professor and then proceeds to rub his masked face in the shit. I shit you not....

She then exits the house as FAST as she can...she's been doing this for him for 2 years and apparently this is how she recently bought her nice home in Southern Connecticut. Needless to say I want info on who this fucking sick ass professor is so I can call any number of friends and/or alumni of the university that rhymes with ALE that I know to ask if they know this guy and to share what I now know. What a lovely fuckin' world.....

Sidebar story: Martine recently took in a girl, 21, quite hot, as a boarder and basically to help the girl out until she can buy her own place. the young girl is both a stripper and escort. I ask martine "What's her minimum?" (meaning Dollars)

Martine replies "2 guys...."

Me: "Huh??"

Martine: "She only does bachelor parties or 2 or more guy calls...she refuses to get to know ANY of them as individuals. No one-on-ones..."

Me:"I blame Porn and Brandon Iron Blow bangs for this..." <guzzles another amstel light>


Again, what a Lovely fuckin' world.....

It will be interesting to see what discipline this "teacher of America's youth" is in once da Burg's detective work gets done. This sick fuck needs to be introduced to friends of Mr. Vick when he is in his "play mode". Meet some new friends who can chew his fucking face off. No wonder it took my daughter a year to come back to earth after she graduated from Berkeley with sick profs like this.

The next time I see the douche bags who cheated off *my* papers throughout high school and got into Yale, I'll be sure to relay this story to them.

Best laugh I've had in a while. PLEASE find out what department the guy's in at the very least.

That's about what I'd expect from Yale. :bananasniff:

It's called the other side of repression.

Come on now, who wouldn't hire escorts to do that to you regularly if you could afford it?

"You know, that whole 'Yale thing'."
-Patrick Bateman, American Psycho

At least now I know what college tuition pays for: Special education for professors and housing projects for sex workers.