Transsexual
This was my first time visiting Peanuts on a Monday, and without my staff of qualitative and quantitative research proteges to assist me in my study, so it is by no means the "word" on what occurs there on most Mondays. It's my anecdote of ONE night, in other words.
After a few cell calls throughout the evening, I hooked up with the Aviator and his *beautiful* date, who were kind enough to pick me up at my motel and save me the walk to Peanuts from Sunset Blvd. The "Aviator", as have been all I have met through this site so far at Peanuts, is a generous, upstanding class act gentleman, as well as a certified bonvivant and polished raconteur. Rough skies were not in store this evening, as there was never a dull moment throughout the evening as the telling of stories, experiences, and observations meshed well with the entertainment our milieu(lights, smoke, loud music, and well, TS women) would enveloped us with. Complimenting the Avaitor for his evening flight, was his very bright, perceptive, and beautiful aforementioned co-pilot date, who is as pleasing to a male's eyes as they come. The only thing exceeding the Aviators taste is her extraordinary beauty. One can't be helped being captive to her beautiful face and smile. What a cutie. Meeting up with us at one point in the eveing was the bay area's "Prime Rib". This is one cool guy and class act. He's one very bright guy I've been wanting to hook up with for some time, as it seems we have much of the same taste in women outside of those we have been familiar with through our past missives than we might have probably realized. I owe the man a drink!
The evening continued onto the Yukon Mining Company sans the Primer, where the stories, observations, and well, unfounded and unbeknownst *hunger*, took root. Like Peanuts, the place lacked the buzz and numbers one would normally see on a Friday, but there were a few lovelies there, tong and slutty wear in tote in a couple of cases, mind y'all (The Aviator's co-pilot would know what I'm referring to here). Hee-hee.
As far as the club itself goes for a Monday, it is a lot more laid back, and the first thing I noticed were the numbers, or more apt, the lackthereof number of women compared to the numbers who frequent the club on Fridays. Oh, there were plenty there, and some fine ones at that too, and possibly more of them there then there were men also, but not the preferred ratio of TS women to men normally seen there on Fridays (based on my prior three Friday visits). I thought a couple of beautiful women there kept playing eye tag with me, but that could just be my overactive imagination at play again. Hee-hee. The luminaries were conspicuous by their absense also. I might have missed her, but I don't recall seeing ONE famous TS video starlett last night for example, and one can generally site several on a typical Friday. The club also lacked the excitement or electricity that seems to pervade the place on a typical Friday night, but to be fair to Peanuts, so did the rest of Hollywood. The buzz just wasn't there, and blame might be better assigned to it being a Monday, but the entertainment could be to blame for it also. I mean, I dunno, but karioke on steroids and plastic wrap just doesn't do it for me -- the pole and topless dancing that goes on on Fridays is far more enthralling and entertaining by a long shot. I don't know when my next trip will be (I hate making the two-and-a-half hour drive), but it will most likely be planned for a Friday...We'll see.
... Um, there was one TS luminary there who snuck in near closing time who caught my eye and interest in the company of a beautiful leggy friend which I have to mention -- the one and only Sapphire. I spoke to her for a few minutes and she remembered me from my our last encounter some nine months ago on the dance floor. I also took the opportunity and apologized to her for what I wrote in here a few months back in regards to her supposedly weight loss, and her response to that was a simple,"That's okay..." but continued, "...why would people make a big deal out of that?". We talked for a little more about that and other things, and when I mentioned I would love to hook up with her someday soon, she grinned from ear to ear and responded with a "Hopefully ?" as she got up to leave with her beautiful leggy friend who had just got finished with her dancing. Sapphire looked very healthy last night, dressed really nice, and trully one of the hottest young women anywhere -- ANYWHERE! What a doll.
Aviator,
We'll play it by ear, huh ? I never know what my schedule will be like and such. Thank you and your lovely co-pilot once more for Monday evening. I hope we can do it again, but I would prefer a Friday next time, okay ?
Gottaeatem,
I've been to Peanuts four -- count 'em, *FOUR* -- times, and I've spotted Sapphire three of those times. Twice in the waning minutes of the club's closing as I did this past Monday, and once at the Yukon Mining Company after the club had closed. Pretty good odds, huh ? My guess is that she just comes in the club that late not just to be seen and check out who's there while partaking in a dance or two, but also by coming in late, she doesn't have to pay the $10.00 cover charge. She's usually in the company of three or four other girls, but this time she opted for just one very sexy leggy one. I would not have mind going home with her also.
Sapphire really looked hot this past Monday with her hair back to the blond locks some of her internet shots are known for. She sounds soooooo girly in person too (swoooooon). It could have been the darkness of the club, but she didn't look a day over 23 in my opinion also. Yum-yum!
(Now if I could just run into Lillienne Li somewhere)
May I confess confusion over the need to be "introduced" to the beautiful Sapphire. Her profile is up. Her cell # is on the profile. The hard part is getting lucky enough to have her answer when you call, but that merely requires a persistence of which I believe she is quite deserving. If you don't want her bad enough to keep trying -- then you just don't want her bad enough! 
As for Piqued -- he met her TWICE already. "Spotted" her 3 of the 4 times he was out in west hollywood and he still hasn't bent a knee to beg fulfillment of his dream? Tsk, tsk, me boy.
And as for "TA's GF's identity" -- I think it would be fun if The Howard Hughes of the L.A. TG scene would let drop a hint or two and see if we might sniff out a treasure trail -- but only if it's quite okay with the lovely unidentified lady in question! Then, the first to successfully combine the clues could win the opportunity to buy her a drink -- under your strict supervision, of course! Hmmmmmm....?
LA,
It's not that I don't want to (What the hell are you implying, Kiddo?) hook up with a dreamy young lady I've idolized for so long, but it's a case of being so close (A two-and-a-half hour drive) to Los Angeles that I'm actually "too far" in a sense. I'm too close to stay for any length of time that makes any economic sense, and yet too far to schedule a session on a moment's notice, which is what this industry seems to thrive on.
Let me explain: In three of those four times I've been to Peanuts, I have rented a cheap motel room to simply crash for a few hours after what I know will be lengthy, tiresome evening/morning at Peanuts and subsequent follow-up at the Yukon Mining Company, with an immediate return home a few hours later after a little shut-eye. I would have to stay up there for at least two days given the clashings of schedules and logistics involved. I'm caught between a rock and a hard place in terms of my domicile's distance from the West Hollywood area. ...The fact that she remembered our first meeting, and presented me with a "green light" to hook up with her is enough for me to keep the flame going. Make sense ?
She looked so dreamy last Monday ... so dreamy (swooooon).
...with the little Goddess, I'd be tempted to use it for you (how about it hangman? put in a word for the wayfaring wordsmith?)....but 'til you do realize your dream, don't let your vivid imagination turn the actual flesh & blood Sapphire into an unrealistic fantasy figure bound to disappoint. She's just a girl, P. Albeit a rare and beautiful girl... okay, on second thought, maybe not "just" a girl....more like "the" girl...(sigh right back at ya!).