Rap Booths

Does anyone else remember “Rap Booths”? Back in the 80s, I’d saunter down to Boston’s “Combat Zone” during my lunch hour and visit the adult book stores. When sufficiently horny from browsing the magazines and watching videos, I’d go to the Rap Booth area. These were little cubicles with 2 sections separated by a curtained glass window with a hole in it. Usually, there’d be dried or fresh cum running down the glass. On one side there was a slutty female and my side would have a dirty seat. I'd close the flimsy unlocked door and deposit $5 for 5 minutes. The curtain would raise and, as soon as I slipped a tip into the dick-sized hole, the naked girl would start playing with her pussy and talking dirty. I’d pull my pants down and jerk off hoping to cum before time ran out and the curtain lowered. Blowjobs were available for a negotiated sum. It was byo Kleenex and STD's were free of charge!