This Memorial Day, as I sat and watch Sissy, a Girl Time girl, relax on her bed and masturbate, I am reminded of just how rare girls like these are. I have spent the past 23 years seeking out girls like we have here on Girl Time and almost as long trying to explain just what that means. I call them Girl Time girls today, but before Girl Time there were other names like Netfoxes in the 90’s and Fantasy Foxes back in the late 1980’s. But no matter the name, the “type” of girl is always the same. There’s no faking it for money, these are the very rare and truly sexual girls.
Back when I first started to work in strip clubs , I quickly realized that there were two types of girls on stage, those that did it for the money and those that did it to get themselves off. In the backroom, after the dancing set was over, it was easy to tell what kind of girl she was. Some girls were back there calling the patrons cheap bastards counting their crumpled one dollar bills, while others had a pile of uncounted dollars on the make-up table with their leg up making themselves cum before getting dressed. I have seen more live girl-on-girl action in the dressing rooms of strip clubs than in any porn. And yes, watching them only serves to fuel their passion further, especially if you are “showing” your excitement.
When I started my first adult business, a bachelor party outcall service, these were the only girls I hired. The only challenge was that sometimes they would get so turned on that I’d have to stand as a cock-block to their sexual advances with the partiers and every once in a while got myself into a boxing match for it. In ‘93 and ‘94 I had my strip club and had a very simple “test” to see if she was the kind of girl I was looking for. I’d have her strip and do her interview in the nude. During her interview, if she did little sexual things like parting her legs, feeling her nipples or even (looks around for the wife) wanted to do more, she was hired.
Originally, when we started Netfoxes in ‘95, all of the girls were brought in from my club and chatted in a common studio. Now instead of dancing nude, their job was masturbating. Since they were all highly charged sexually, there was no need for partitions. Everyone enjoyed watching as much as they enjoyed being watched. As you can imagine, the sexual atmosphere at the Netfoxes Studio in San Diego was electrified. But all good things must come to an end and we closed the studios to let girls do it from home.
For a while it was hard to judge the true intentions of Girl Time girls sitting at home. Prior to 2002 we had so many girls that it was hard for me, or anyone else, to tell if a girl was here to count money, or here to get off. But by September 2002, with girls like Roxy, Rayne and Tracy as a benchmark, I banned nearly 100 girls at once and defined what it was to be a Girl Time girl forever.
Nobody told Elona to take her shirt off in the street and let the cable guy stare for as long as he waned to get free cable tv. Nobody pays Elona to ride her jet ski in the nude or play with her pussy under the table at Olive Garden where others can see, she’s just “that” kind of girl. Nobody suggests to Kimber that she wear see-thru shirts at the mall or that she not wear panties so she can touch her pussy while she drives, she’s just “that” kind of girl. From Jessica’s flashing at the adult Expo to Callipso’s pierced clit, these girls are all “that” kind of girl. What I call a “Girl Time girl”.
But alas, this all started with Sissy masturbating in her free chat room. She was so involved with making herself cum that she didn’t even notice when her chat timed-out from non use. She wasn’t focused on money, she was enjoying the thought of all of the guys watching her and how they were reacting. Sissy is yet another inductee into the small sisterhood that we lovingly refer to as Girl Time girls. Here’s some screen caps of her room.