Always used to take my wallet and phone with me if the shower is in a different room.
Love is like a flower, you gotta let it grow
Name and,shame is definitely warranted hear
Guilty, guilty, guilty-but it is locked, guilty, guilty, cc-n/a-cash only, parking-n/a-public transport, guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty, guilty.
Am I concerned? No. Alter my behavior? No. Taking chances? Every time I cross the street, but never been hit yet. Maybe I just patronize a better class of provider... I do shop at known shops, no privates.
My questions would be:
Is this a personal grievance for some perceived slight?
Is she, to use any number of cliches, "at the end of her rope", "up against a wall", and now "grasping at straws"? Money owed to drug dealers? Child/parent sick back home, medical expenses needing to be paid?
Or maybe she's just not a good person.
I would think, if she's not an Aussie, ANY report to LE would be detrimental to her residency status. Certainly blackmail. But happy to say I have NO experience with this, and don't expect to in the future, even with my risky behavior. YMMV
So what would make the wife more upset.
That you are punting
or
You were blackmailed not had faith in your wife to understand the situation and gave the WL money
I mean it could go either way.
wow what a dilemma and yea i wonder how she found out that info....could it be the slimmest of chances you have ur missus photo was your phone wall paper and she saw her at some class like yoga or pilates and made "friends" with her? thereby once she got close to ur missus found ways to confirm she is in fact ur partner? (women talk about this sort of shit) even scarier are the woman that are sneaky and conniving bent on jealousy for something they cant have
do you know her residency status and whether u can threaten to get her deported or something i presume the work she does is cash only and probly isnt part of her visa terms...
The real problem we all face is that of the thousands of working girls (shops and private), it is logical that a percentage of them have psychological problems, just like it is in the general community. It is inevitable that many of us punters will get in trouble with these women. Also, many will be ripoff merchants, just like in general society.
This makes the only defence we have is to use fake names and not take ID-related things when we go to pay them for sex. It is not paranoia.
After all, we don't wear seatbelts in cars because we're paranoid about accidents.
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1. No wallet, locked phone
2. Pay cash
3. Fake name
4. Burner number
5. Fake occupation
6. Fake suburb
7. Fake believable nationality
8. Fake age
Did you gift the bitch some panties or other expensive items previously?
Really? Guess we move in different societies. But, maybe after 3 decades, I might be due for an accident.
The biggest ripoffs I've had have been when a few have turned LT into ST, and there was the one whose great rack disappeared, absolutely melted away, when she pulled out the gel pads in her bra. And a few who, when we couldn't come to a contractual agreement, we parted ways and on subsequent sightings, I was invisible. But other than that, nothing comes to mind.
I don't flash my ID, but, force of habit, it's always on me. I don't flash my money, don't leave it laying around in the open to tempt, but my anal cavity is virgin (well, except for my urologist). My phone locks just out of caution for ANY mishap. Fake name? I have used a nom de guerre but in these days, too much trouble to create an alternate instant messaging account. All my numbers are pumpkins, expiring when I'm no longer BOTG (never pay roaming; buy a local sim card). All the other fakes, nah, too lazy and too much trouble though most don't come up in general conversations. But I am a temp here (and everywhere).
Full disclosure: Another clime, there was that one time when one had turned LT to ST, but I still followed up on my promise to drive her home (no good deed goes unpunished). When I paid her MY ST rate, she did throw quite a fit in the car, 3:00 AM, demanding the agreed upon (LT) rate. We negotiated and agreed on some rate reduction, but reached an impasse. When I realized I was arguing over all of 15 dollars (it was 3 AM), I gave in and paid. That car door slam DID rock the car but that was it.
Maybe I'm just a FANTASTIC judge of character, maybe I'm FANTASTICALLY lucky (still haven't won any lotteries), or maybe, just maybe, being a nice guy DOES get you something. Not saying there are none out there, but maybe the respect you show does come back to you. 99% that I've known are just here to make money the old fashioned way... they earn it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iVXWakbPq6o
How much money dose she want
Maybe negotiations might help