Now -- what's the most exotic place you've seen a provider?
And -- what's the sleaziest place?

My answers:

(1) Near Hana, on the island of Maui, in the rain forest, on a blanket, with her whispering loudly in my ear, "Now, do it for yourself!  Do it for yourself!"

(2) Times Square, 1973, in a cubicle of a massage parlor with partitions that didn't reach the ceiling, so you heard and were heard...

Does fucking a civvie Gf in the ladies bathroom of a fraternity count? Probably not but its my only really sleazy claim to fame unless you count my whole participation here...

1)   At the Taj Majal on a round bed (roof level)with strawberries, whipped cream and lots of scented oil.


2)   In a dirty bathroom, on a train, traveling through Italy
    Ciao, bella!

Okay, here's one.
A few years back when I was still working on the ships, we were in a small Phillipine port. Think it was Tacloban but I'm not sure.  Picked up this babe and took her home to her village. Small place in a rain forest type area. The house had bamboo floors. (Damn! Those things are hard on your knees.) Anyway, we were getting as cozy as possible, sailer is in the saddle, missionary position and getting it on!  Then I hear this low growling/grunting sound and feel something brushing my legs. Turn around and its the family pig trying to nuzzle my ass. Let me tell you that is one quick way to lose wood.  The babe got rid of the thing and we finally got things accomplished.

I got a couple more if that don't take the cake!
Oh! "And this ain't no shit!"

1. In a roof top pool at a 5 star hotel overlooking the Mag Mile in Chicago.

2. At a dingy hourly motel in Las Vegas at 5 in the am.  Yes, I caved and went home from the Hard Rock with a LV bar girl!  It had red light bulbs and mirrors on the ceiling, very cheezy place!

Well, the Maldives is the most romantic (though not most exotic) place I've ever been so anytime during my stay with a client there would qualify.

Probably most memorable exotic encounter would be in the deserted hotel pool on a cliff top in Jamaica during a violent thunderstorm.  I'll think of that with a smile when I'm in my rocking chair and 80 years old

I can't honestly think of anywhere sleezy unless you count not being able to wait till we get back to the hotel room and getting on before in the elevator or corridor....many times