I turned the rental car to the left where the sign directed me. Nothing looked familiar. Twenty years was a long time. I drove on until the next sign said to turn to the right. Now I saw the building. I still didn't recognize anything. The parking lot was much bigger than I remembered. There were about twenty cars parked out front, not bad for ten in the morning. There was a sign saying additional parking on the side.
I parked and walked to the door. There were two doors, one said 'exit only', the other said 'entrance'. Made sense to me. A large sign said "Far Away Joe's Café. Totally Nude Dancers. Ladies and Couples Welcome." Another sign said "No alcoholic beverages sold or permitted on premises." Still another said "No Smoking Allowed Inside."
I shrugged and looked around. Everything was as neat as a pin. The outside was very well cared for. I entered and a very large man asked if I was a local. I grinned and said I thought I was going to be, but that I wasn't now. He told me there was a ten dollar entrance fee. I paid it and he gave me a printed sales slip with a number on it. He told me to present it when I ordered anything.
I went into another large room and saw a narrow stage along one side of the room. There were other rooms on each side. There appeared to be a large kitchen behind the stage. The stage had a long bar with bar stools facing it, behind it was an elevated stage. Brass poles were about every three feet along the bar.
Young girls in various stages of undress danced on the stage. Some stood on an unseen ledge, about a foot or two below the bar top and gyrated in front of the customers seated at the bar.
There were three dancers, they moved to dance in front of different customers who showed their appreciation by inserting money in the garters each girl wore around their thigh. A sign above the stage said the girls were not paid and that they worked for the tips. It exhorted the patrons to be generous.
There were several rows of tables parallel to the stage. I sat in one of those. A young gal wearing a lacey bra and shorts sat across from me and asked if I wanted to order. I ordered a coke. It was a dollar and a half. Reasonable price. It was marked on the slip. The three girls on stage were all totally nude now except for one who wore a pink fedora. Cute. All the little pussies were shaven and the tities jiggled enticingly. I enjoyed the show. Every now and then a customer would talk to a girl and usually push a bill under her garter. Each of them had a lot of bills sticking out of the garters.
I saw one squat down and talk to a man for several minutes. She stood and danced in front of him for a couple of minutes then put on panties and slipped on a little top. She stepped down and escorted the man down a hall to the right. There appeared to be a row of rooms down the hall.
Hummmmm. What was this? Surly not a brothel this openly. They were gone about twenty minutes. Another girl took her place on stage. She was tall and wore white platform boots that had about four inch platform and a ten inch heel. The boots made her walk in a different way. They seemed to make her breasts bounce more. I didn't care for them. (The Boots.) She stood on the step behind the bar and held two of the poles and pushed her hips in and out. Her pussy was within an inch of the face of the customer in front of her. She slipped her hands down the poles as she moved in and out. Now her breasts swung out and almost brushed his face. Nice place to sit. I toyed with the idea of moving to the bar. I wanted to get a better impression of what was going on first.
A cute girl stopped and asked if I had had a Private dance yet. I said I wasn't ready. There was a full restaurant menu printed on the table top. The prices were bit higher than a normal eatery would charge but with the scenery it was worth it. It would definitely be a nice place for guys to lunch.
I had noticed the room on the right was a shop of some sort when I had entered the place. I left the sales slip on the table and walked over and entered the store. It was an adult book store, the usual stuff. Girlie Magazines, XXX Magazines, Porn videos, DVDs and adult toys. Considering the entertainment, it should do well. Especially when a lonely guy was headed back to his pad.
I went back to my table and watched the girls for a few minutes longer. I looked at my watch, it was almost noon, the place was beginning to fill up. I got up and paid my bill. I asked the large muscular guy who took my money where I could find J.B. Martin. He told me to go outside and walk to the back of the building. He said I would see a sign saying Office.
I entered the office and was greeted by a young lady who asked my business. I told her I had an appointment to see J.B. Martin. She asked me to be seated. She looked at papers on her desk, she looked up and smiled, "You must be Joe Delaney."
"Correct."
She pressed a button on an intercom and picked up a phone. "Mister Delaney to see you. OK." She pointed to a door on one side of the room. I got up and opened the door and went in. It was larger than I had expected. From behind the desk rose one of the loveliest black women I had ever seen. She was breath taking. She was about five six or seven, light skin, soft brown hair, big brown eyes. She walked to shake my hand and greeted me warmly. "Hi! I'm J. B. Martin, won't you please sit down. I am so pleased to meet you after all these years of corresponding." I sat in a comfortable leather chair.
She asked if I had found a place to stay as yet. I told her that I had not, that we had been delayed by bad weather and I had only arrived a couple of hours ago.
"Are you going to live here permanently now?"
"Yes, there are too many memories on the west coast for me since my wife died. I thought I would come home."
"I was distressed to hear of your misfortune. We do have an apartment you can stay in until you get settled if you would like. We need to talk about how this is going to work. We have been partners in this business for twenty years, Joe, and it has been wonderful. You have given me a free hand. I really appreciate that."
"Miz Martin, I am the one who is appreciative. You have almost doubled the income every year from what was a backwater Bar and grill . The place was run down and barely breaking even. You wrote and wanted to lease the place and told me you wanted to bring in entertainment. Your proposal made me think, I liked everything you said. I really didn't need the cash at that time as much as I needed a tax write off. So then you proposed a partnership. I liked the idea. I was suppose to fly out and meet you, but never did. You agreed and started sending me checks every month. I told you to hold off on sending the checks until you completed renovating the place."
"Thank you, may I call you Joe, Far away Joe." She grinned. She was stunning when she smiled. "Call me Jenny, please."
"Jenny, you know this story better than I do. Let's just say I could not be happier with our partnership. I do not plan to become an active partner.
If I can assist you in anyway I would love to do so as long as it was not on a daily or permanent basis. I read with great interest your plan to open several more places like this in other cities. I want to stay your partner. No strings."
"You have just made me very happy, Joe. You are a perfect partner for me. You always have good advise and I have used several of your suggestions. When you have time we need to get together with the accountants and show you where we are. We have quite a large surplus on hand."
"I am at your disposal, I am foot loose and have no plans at all except to do some fishing. I sorely missed the fishing here."
"I didn't know you are a fisherman, I love it. Let me show you our boat. It belongs to our company. Come on, it is right out side the door so I can sneak off and play hooky when the sails are running." She came around the desk and said, " Wait a second." She kicked off her high heels and slipped on boat shoes. "Let's go." she grinned.
The boat was a thirty five foot sports fisherman. It was spotless and fully equipped. A young man was shining some bright work. He look up and smiled. "You ready to go out?"
"Not today Tommy, I want you to meet the famous 'Far Away Joe."
He looked at me, "Really, you are the man?"
"I guess so."
Jenny smiled at him and said, "He is going to be using the boat a lot from now on. When ever he wants to use it, it is his. Except you have to call me to see if I can go too." She grabbed my arm and pulled me aboard. She started to go up the ladder to the flying bridge, stopped and looked at me, She smiled and said , "After you." Damn, it would have been very interesting being behind her with the short skirt she was wearing. She delighted in showing me everything on the boat. Her enthusiasm was infectious. I was ready to go fishing. She was fun to be with. We went below to the cabin and we sat and talked fishing, she was surprised that I had been a light tackle fan and had fished the Keys extensively.
"Oh! I have always wanted to do that. I would love it."
