A few months ago, taking advantage of an afternoon alone (thanks boss for the RTT), I decided to go and have some fun at Kokinhop in Amiens.  I've already been there several times. I've had some hot moments there (see my previous stories), just as sometimes I've been royally bored there despite the crowd. The crowds don't necessarily mean a good libertine atmosphere.  It's always a bit of a lottery. So I arrive there at the beginning of a summer afternoon.  I greet the owner and chat with him a little before entering the cruising area.  I take a quick look around...nobody there.  Okay! Let's not lose hope; it's only 2 p.m. I settle into a room and start watching porn. A few minutes later I hear the electric strike of the opening. Hey, someone's coming! A heel in the hallway. The person stops for a moment at the entrance to the lounge and greets me. A rather small transvestite. I return his greeting.  He walks away.  He comes back a few minutes later and asks me to come in, sits down on the bench, and under the light of the screen I can see his face. Whoa! He must be close to 70 years old! A wrinkled, round face that reminds me of Sim. (Older readers must be laughing, for the younger ones: ask Mr. Google, you won't be disappointed) He puts his hand on my cock. Having made myself comfortable, I'm already erect. I politely decline. I've already shared hot moments with transvestites, but I must admit that he was unfortunately not blessed by nature. He leaves the room. I'm a little disappointed for him, I hope he'll find someone to have fun with in the afternoon. The video of my living room ends.  I decide to go get a coffee. I arrive in the shop and order a coffee from the owner. When it's time to pay, he tells me it's free. I generously deposit the coin I'd prepared in a piggy bank on the counter.  We chat about this and that with the owner. We mainly discuss libertinism and the place's frequentation. I inquire about a naughty girl who used to frequent the place quite a bit at one point. She unfortunately no longer appears on the site. She was unfortunately the victim of a derogatory message campaign from some members questioning the veracity of her visits. He tells me he thinks she knows who she was. A good girl, she came sometimes and was crazy. But he hasn't seen her for some time. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to meet her. She seemed very greedy.During our conversation, several men pay and enter. A delivery man arrives. Not wanting to disturb, I leave them and enter the libertine space. The first room is closed, I hear the sound of the bench creaking. Obviously, some people are having fun there.  ...

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