| HairyChick |
06-29-2018 07:41 PM |
When I lived in Boston, I saw a lot of homeless people sleeping on benches. Several times I'd see one man reach in, unzip, and a stream came out. Hed tuck back in and sleep. It shocked me but people just kept walking.
In a T station I saw a guy sit down, unzip, piss and he yelled at a beggar to blow him. She asked how much and he held up ten fingers. I talked to a woman about a bargain but she said to wait. Guy comes, she stands up and puts her palm out. He drops in change, she counts it, yells, "you fucker, ten quarters?" and walks away with her $2.50. Someone said, "for ten quarters you should have pissed in her mouth, too."
I was thinking that I wished I had a camera. This was before cellphones.
A younger guy ran after her, pulled bills out but I couldn't see how much, pulled her against the wall and she did him, too. Train arrived but I'd see her outside the bar on Beacon Street every now and then, begging for money or getting into cars for ten minutes.
Apparently she was known to do that daily and did well, considered she ate in restaurants or diners and lived in an apartment in the Combat Zone, up the street. Her public pissing I never saw but she used to love to let loose a stream right in front of Government Center. My co-workers would see it after lunch but luckily I never saw it. I'm sure I'd be scarred for life!
(Saw lots of public blow jobs on the Hill, across from my place. Guys living there put flyers in gay bars offering public "deep throat massages" for free "but tips required." Friends used to tell me stories as they lived upstairs, then I moved downstairs. When I saw it, I was amazed and turned on lol. It made some nights fun but we'd stay up too late on weekends. No one called police as they were quiet and other than moans or soft talk, it was blow and go. You'd see many guys pissing before or after, sometimes during if a group was there.
It was enlightening. Disgusted at first, eventually I accepted it and loved watching people just having fun. I grew up sheltered but had an open mind. When crossdressers were just people and I didn't stare in shock and accepted them, I knew I had a deviant open mind. Fortunately,
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