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. At first we were trying to find some other couples, I wanted to try to get into an orgy. My buddy is bisexual; she was looking to get something going with another female. We failed at finding any other couples to play or a willing female.

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She moves to another bench and another man. I look for a well-built guy I spied earlier, and find him back in the warrens. Downstairs is a series of playrooms all doused in black light. No cameras. He just provides equipment; the rest is up to the people who come.

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I stare back. A woman in a corset gives an older man a lap dance. in Get started. Two men are masturbating; a third performs oral sex on a woman while the others watch.

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The warrens are a carnival now. The tension of an hour ago has broken and in its place is mild abandon.

More from The Bold Italic Follow. Unlike the strip club that used to be here, there are no hired performers at Power Exchange. One man is chaining a woman to the stripper pole, while another — the erect guy with wedge sandals — uses the pole to steady himself while he showcases some oddly placed body jewelry.

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She keeps her back to the pole, slides down it with her hands behind her head to keep balance, and when she reaches a squat position, spre her legs. Her white skin turns pink, and her grimace turns to a smile and back again. He slaps her ass and she grinds on him. A few people turn to watch, but with the noncommittal interest afforded to an opening act.

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I stay in the darkness for a while, but eventually move on. I walk by Mr. An older man — ruddy face, white hair, mid-fifties — is watching and we start to talk. The area is wide and open, and a crowd starts to form. Sex clubs are a constant cruise, and even momentary commitment is fleeting. Everyone gives the couple space.

Despite the live sex, the voyeurs are respectful. in.

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Half-price Thursdays and Sundays. He waves her good-bye, and I decide to follow her lead.

No phones. Forty years after the start of the sexual revolution, some San Franciscans are still having a blast. Each room has been painted with neon colors and is decorated by theme: Egyptian, Halloween, Medieval.

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As my eyes adjust, I see that a naked man in wedge sandals is wiping the stage with Windex. I jockey for a bit, trying but failing to get a glimpse. There are other such clubs in the city, but they cater either to gay men like me Eros on Market, Blow Buddies on Harrison or are private institutions, often with a leather theme the SF Citadel. I hear heavy sex play, but all I can see is a sombrero on the wall. It embodies the spirit of a town that birthed both free love and Craigslist. I see a tall blond woman with a short black boyfriend heading down a staircase, and I follow them. Behind glass in the exhibition booth, two women compete to blow a longhaired good-old boy in flannel, like a censored lost episode of Roseanne.

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The man takes a whip the size of a hand broom and swats her ass as if it were the ball in a game of table tennis. A few are wearing swatches of leather. On the couch, a couple that could be Edith and Archie Bunker are holding hands. De: Wes Mitchell.

The energy upstairs is starting to pick up now. At first, I confuse them with tourists looking for a giggle, but one with braces seems intrigued. from The Bold Italic. After a few more minutes, she thanks him, then gets up and pushes down her latex skirt.

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Owner Mike Powers equates his role to that of a gym manager. This new spot is entirely mixed, and I steady myself for a little muddling. He shows me three different floggers — one of cloth, two of leather — and holds them out for me to feel.

In San Francisco, they give it away for free. The Bold Italic Editors. Open in app.

Get started. There are more bodies, more gawking, more cruising. I drift back. Get started Open in app. Power Coupling.

Goodtimes tells me. Other people mill about uncertainly — an older woman and younger men; a big blond with a Latino boyfriend; a couple of single guys. The club smells like a locker room, and the pheromones are intoxicating. Only the Power Exchange takes all comers.

As I pause to consider the prospect, three college-aged girls approach. As soon as I walk in, one of the guys turns and gives me a heady stare. I walk back through the maze of warrens, and I see a man who appears to be in his late 30s — stocky, dark, maybe Latin — slapping the ass of a large woman bent over an improvised work station.

In another corner, a man and woman are necking on the couch. The whipper introduces himself as Mr. He does the medium to hard.