The following article, which was written & photographed by the amazingly talented Jdub, appeared in the much revered ~Mongoose Sentinel~. Enjoy!

Gigolo in the Park


Sunnyvale -   No matter which bar or club you go to….you'll hear the whisper between the ladies.  At first you think they are sharing beauty secrets……which push up bra gives the best cleavage…which anti-cellulite cream works best on the ass…..but if you observe more closely, you'll realize that there is something much more stimulating being discussed.   Their voices are throaty and they have a glazed look as they stare off into the distance…as if in a trance….being pulled back to a place and time.   After weeks of monitoring their behaviour I decided to call on my mole to find out what the word on the street was.   It wasn't long before I had my answer.   There's a gigolo in the park.   And not just any Gigolo but one so spectacular that women are emptying their bank accounts to spend an evening with him.  With a bit more digging I discovered something unusual about the visits to the Rico Sauvé of Sunnyvale.  There is only one night.  That's right….so far the women have only had one evening.  And that "one" seems to have them begging for more…

   I decided it was time for me to go "undercover" and see what I could "uncover" on this Lover of Ladies.  Surely the stories are exaggerated…..surely there must be some kind of drug involved to have all these women convinced that pleasure could only be found in the arms of this so called Charming Companion.


   Through a few of my contacts on the street, I managed to get myself invited to a party where the lucky lady of the evening is selected.   The location….J-Roc's crib….where all the fine ladies of the park are to be found.  The only things I was required to bring were smokes, kitty food and liquor……Rum to be specific.   I was told that if I was the lucky girl I'd be approached by the "selector"……contact name…."Bubbles".   I must have been dressed right for the part as I was only there 20 minutes before "Bubbles" parked himself beside me and started talking to the guy beside him about his cats.  During the conversation he slipped me a piece of paper with a date, time and address, and then he was gone.  The deal was done.  Tomorrow night I will finally discover the secret of the Gigolo.

   Being an undercover reporter has its risks so I was prepared.  I had a camera sewn into my purse that would take stills in intervals, and I had my mace.  I also scoped out the address ahead of time and took a picture……as you can see….the rendezvous point looked less than desirable……but I was in this for the long haul

I was ushered in and discovered the ladies man was not quite what I expected…….a little short……and hairy….but he had these intense green eyes and a raspy sing song voice that could be considered sexy...   Right away I was plied with a glass of white wine and told I would be enjoying a tasty dinner made especially by him.  Being that it was a trailer I didn't expect gourmet and I was right.