Foreword

On the Southern end of Mount Vernon there was a bar known as Gilmore’s. It was a family-run hole in the wall that was addictive to both men and women for different as well as similar reasons. The club was an attraction that sucked in all walks of life through its doors; men who had discretionary income; men whose pastime and passion was to meet, gaze at, and even touch the young, sexy and sometimes desperate women who worked there; women who didn’t mind taking off their clothes for a few bucks.

Something of a flesh-fest, this money machine continued to crank on for a few decades, trouble-free, from 12 noon, until 4 AM, rain or shine, weekday, weekend, or holiday. Put simply, Gilmore’s had a supply and demand that seemed to have no apparent end.

Not until the investigation of a dancer’s murder has the whole world of Gilmore’s been exposed. Not until now has the story of this empire been brought to the surface for all the world to see in all of its colorful detail, by the only person who was there, both inside and out.

As much as this is a story of success, of greed and of lust, it is also a crisp, concise, tell-all memoir like none other. Welcome to Gilmore’s, the Leader in Adult Entertainment. . .