Bob Kahn Sr. VP, WP Stewart & Co. Ltd. or Schmoe Part-2

Bob Kahn Sr. VP, WP Stewart & Co. Ltd. or Schmoe Part2 Coming soon!

Bob Kahn Sr. VP, WP Stewart & Co. Ltd. or Schmoe

schmo, shmo [ʃməʊ]1. A man who pays money to wrestle with a woman who is often more muscular and stronger than he is, for sexual gratification.

2. A male patron and groupie of female bodybuilders. Often paying for sexual domination or wrestling with overtly muscular women.

Bill Wick, former green beret and self-proclaimed lover of submission by a pair of powerful female thighs, carved out a nice niche for himself in the fetish video market.
Bob kahn (wp stewart sr.vp) was probably one of his best clients ever. Eventually Bill becomes a supplier of not only videos but the girls who star in them.
Bob Kahn met many of his girlies this way or was introduced to others he paid to have  "sessions" with. The latter being a way to indulge his fetish without any promises of more. Sessions run about $500 an hour give or take and in Bob's case most likely give as he needed to be lifted overhead to fulfill his obsession. When hoisted over a strong girls head and properly aroused his needs would call for, if not scream for, manual manipulation of his genitals,hence the give.
Credit should also be given to Bill Wick for introducing Doughdee Marie to Bob Kahn. Doughdee once a stunt skater for Holiday on Ice and bodybuilder was no stranger to using people as barbells.
A match made in heaven? Doughdee Marie would make regular trips to NYC to visit/lift Bob. But an even bigger part of their relationship revolved around Bob's trips to the west coast. Doughdee was based in San Diego and as luck would have it Bob managed many large accounts for WP Stewart there. Bob always making things work in his best interest, traveled first class on the company's dime, got the clients out of the way on the first day leaving the remainder of time for a couple of days of Doughdee time and the over the top fun and (teen-girl) games she planned for him.

Bill Wick & friend

Doughdee Marie

Bob Kahn's Fetishes:

• Physically strong girls


• Girls who were strong when they were kids


• Being lifted overhead & played with like a little boy( hand-jobs)


• Being overpowered & played with like a little boy (see above)


• Young girls


• Young girls who matured early (9 or ten years old,or younger)


• Hairy girls (lots and lots under the arms,between their legs,creeping down the thighs..)


• Girls who needed money (so he'd have leverage)


• Watching two strong girls wrestle in bikinis or less


• Girls with muscles


• Role playing & role reversal


• Large hands


• BIG Feet


• Stories from girlies (masturbation material)


• Wearing a wig and calling himself Barbie

A Few of Bob's Sugar Babies:

Amazon Amanda

Alphie Newman

Mikayla's feet

S.McGee

Bob on Bus with Catherine and Bethany

Doughdee Marie

Bob with Kristi

Doughdee lifting overhead

Helen Kahn & gift tax

Bob Kahn lived the life of bachelor and entertained, wooed and supported as many as 75+ girlies (his word) at one time. However he was technically a married man, legally separated but never divorced. Oh, there would be a little drama and talk of divorce about every two years or so, usually because Helen would take her sweet Palo Alto time signing the gift tax forms as April 15 grew near. Helen Kahn hated Bob's lifestyle and knew it was her one strength to make Bob squirm. (If on the flip side we were talking about a young girlie, freshly plucked, who possessed powers of physical strength he would be squirming for other reasons…) coming soon: Bob Kahn & FETISHES…

* A word on gift tax: single=12k approx. married= double (24k) to one individual before having to report and pay tax on any amount over that.
As you might know or at least guess not many girls (especially in Manhattan) can get by on even 24,000 a year….it takes (Kahn) creativity, friends, family and cash to make a girlie smile.

Helen Klaben Kahn

Bob Kahn: NYC Sugar Daddy

NYC Sugar Daddy: Robert Kahn, Senior VP of W.P. Stewart, a global investment firm in New York City….
Sixteen years old and working in a strip-club as a cocktail waitress you see all types of weirdos.
It is there that I met Bob for the first time. He had something that was even weirder about him not bad weird, just odd.
His hair was an untamed halo of kinky grey, he was old at least in my teen eyes, he shuffled when he walked and he didn’t look like he had two nickels to rub together. I remember this night he wore a threadbare wool jacket with a handkerchief in the breast pocket, dress pants that had seen better days and mix matched socks.
I watched as the other girls swooped down on him like a gang of vultures only to be dismissed with a shake of his grey kinky-haired head.
Next thing I know, both of the club’s managers are each whispering in my ears about Bob and how he likes a certain type of girl . It all happened so fast , they were talking at the same time and I’m not sure what was said but suddenly I am being propelled towards his table.
I guess the slick sleazy managers knew what they were doing…
Bob and I talked as the club shut down around us. He bought me champagne cocktail after champagne cocktail and when it was time to say farewell he discreetly slipped a grand in cash under the table and told me to put it somewhere safe. I put it in my shoe, it made me a couple inches taller on one side. Talk about odd.
So naive at the time, I had no idea that I was entering a bizarre world of a multi-millionaire who collected girls much like one would collect stamps or coins, I definitively could not divine the events to come…