The Last Clinic
“It was a great city with great food, great entertainment, and plenty to see and do. It was a nice looking city too—not some toilet like, say, Detroit. He’d arrived two days early and checked into a Comfort Inn a few blocks west of Michigan Avenue. The room was okay, but just that. He hated having to stay in cheap motels, but the nicer places all wanted credit cards.On the up side, he had a couple of days to play tourist, which was not bad.On the first day, he went to the Art Institute, which had the best collection of French Impressionists this side of Paris he concluded. He had a steak that night, so big he couldn’t finish it. He even caught a Bulls game—scalped himself a midcourt seat—and later got the best blowjob of his life. The next day, there was more of the same. He took the Architectural Cruise up the Chicago River. Its cool views included the docent—a nicely put together 40-year-old, with a pair of big tits stuffed into a suit that fit a little too tight. She looked like she... wasn’t getting much at home.MoreLess
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