The Speechwriter
21-07-2018, 12:20 PM
I re-learnt a valuable lesson yesterday.
Never assume.
Even at $350 for an hour, never assume this means your session will include:
DFK (or even light kissing!)
BBBJ
DATY
69
Even when you get confirmation of all of the above in writing.
For this re-education I can thank Crystal Chen, from Crystal’s IN/OUT.
After a lengthy text exchange – and two phone calls with Crystal – I arrive at an apartment complex for my 1-hour booking with Stephanie.
Call Crystal again, press the buzzer, security door opens, up 6 floors in the lift to apartment 6, knock on the door and it opens.
There in front of me is My. Kind. Of. Girl.
Very tall, young, hourglass, toned, long black hair past her bum, plum lips, high cheekbones, huge eyes – fark! Stunner.
Stephanie introduces herself and asks me to come in. It is a small and dowdy 3-bedroom unit. The lounge area has been partitioned with a curtain and it is from behind here that Crystal emerges.
I introduce myself and thank Crystal for how helpful she has been in organising my session with Stephanie because work circumstances that day had mucked me and the booking around a little . Crystal is a cool customer. No dramas. They are to come.
Stephanie takes me to her room and watching her walk in front of me is one of the reasons we do this. What a sight.
The room is large with a massage table in one corner, a small double bed in the other and a chase lounge along one wall. I walk over to Stephanie and embrace her and she is breathing heavily. She feels a little tense. I ask her if she is new to this work and she says yes.
“I am lucky to be with you,” she says. “You are a beautiful man.”
What happens next is still a mystery to me.
Stephanie freezes up. There’s no other term for it.
Her eyes are closed. She’s near motionless as we stand. I’m getting nothing from her. Nothing. Her breasts and mound are warm, almost hot. But nothing else. I think she is nervous. Scared.
Onto the bed. No change. She gives me a mechanical and amateurish cat-bath and then stops to get a condom. So soon? Then the realisation hits me that Stephanie is planning to give me a CBJ. I stop her.
We change positions and I start a cat bath on her. Her eyes are shut tight. Her legs are straight and he hands are covering her pussy.
I try to kiss her upper and inner thighs but she pushes my head away. It was almost funny. I look at her face to talk to her but her eyes are shut so tight she’s squinting. She doesn’t even want me to kiss her nipples (“too sensitive”) or her legs (“too ticklish”).
Stephanie is closed for business and this session has jumped the shark. It’s over. After 20 minutes.
Stephanie insists on giving me another cat bath. I’m semi-hard. Before long, she puts a condom on me and starts a mundane blow job. I can’t be bothered and I blow into the dom through a semi-hard cock. You know those orgasms?
We clean up, and at the 25-minute mark, Stephanie offers me a massage. I politely decline and tell her that I’m leaving. She looks worried. I tell her that today has been a mistake. No-one’s fault. Just a mistake all round. She does and says nothing to salvage the situation.
I get dressed and tell Stephanie she is a beautiful woman. We say goodbye and I ask Crystal to come into the room. She looks horrified.
I explain to Crystal that at $350 an hour I expect DFK, DATY, BBBJ and 69 AS A MIMIMUM. As we agreed (see attachment). Her earlier texts to me explained that CIM was $100 extra, like I was going to pay that on top of the $350.
Crystal looks confused. I soon find out why.
“If you want come in mouth that is extra,” she says.
I tell her to forget the CIM – I never wanted it or asked for it – because we’ve got more fundamental issues about Stephanie’s complete lack of service.
Crystal’s solution is to offer me another girl, Kitty, for the next half hour. I decline.
“You must meet her. She’s a top service girl.”
“That’s what you said about Stephanie. That’s why we chose her.”
“No, Kitty number one. Please. I want you to be happy.”
I tell Crystal that it’s just best that I leave.
“I give you $100 back to make it better.”
I decline again and say that won’t make it better, but she insists I take money from her. At this point I just want to get out.
“And you meet Kitty for next time.”
Whatever. I want to leave.
Crystal brings back $100 and Kitty. She is a slightly taller and older (30?) version of Stephanie. Kitty is hot.
Kitty asks me how was my time with Stephanie.
“Terrible.”
“Oh, I am sorry,” says Kitty. “You will have a better time with me. I promise.”
I don’t doubt that for a minute. You’ve got nothing to beat.
Gentleman, my dilemma is this…
Despite this debacle – $350 for no kissing, CBJ and “no touching” here, there and everywhere, I think I’m going to give Crystal’s IN/OUT one more chance.
I have a gut feeling that great times are waiting there. With the right girl. I suspect Stephanie is an ML who’s recently crossed to being a WL. Crystal and I had a good chat about what I expect when you fly business class. We now understand each other.
My last session was with Rui at 278. That was $220 for the hour and Rui – same build and style as Stephanie and Kitty – blew me away. She was awesome.
For me, with a dud session, the waste of money is bad enough, but the bigger drag is the waste of time. My work schedule between Sydney and Melbourne means I get one chance a month for a session. So it needs to be a hit. The money will be back. The time is gone forever.
The solution of course is to never assume what’s on offer for your money.
Even when you get it in writing.
Never assume.
Even at $350 for an hour, never assume this means your session will include:
DFK (or even light kissing!)
BBBJ
DATY
69
Even when you get confirmation of all of the above in writing.
For this re-education I can thank Crystal Chen, from Crystal’s IN/OUT.
After a lengthy text exchange – and two phone calls with Crystal – I arrive at an apartment complex for my 1-hour booking with Stephanie.
Call Crystal again, press the buzzer, security door opens, up 6 floors in the lift to apartment 6, knock on the door and it opens.
There in front of me is My. Kind. Of. Girl.
Very tall, young, hourglass, toned, long black hair past her bum, plum lips, high cheekbones, huge eyes – fark! Stunner.
Stephanie introduces herself and asks me to come in. It is a small and dowdy 3-bedroom unit. The lounge area has been partitioned with a curtain and it is from behind here that Crystal emerges.
I introduce myself and thank Crystal for how helpful she has been in organising my session with Stephanie because work circumstances that day had mucked me and the booking around a little . Crystal is a cool customer. No dramas. They are to come.
Stephanie takes me to her room and watching her walk in front of me is one of the reasons we do this. What a sight.
The room is large with a massage table in one corner, a small double bed in the other and a chase lounge along one wall. I walk over to Stephanie and embrace her and she is breathing heavily. She feels a little tense. I ask her if she is new to this work and she says yes.
“I am lucky to be with you,” she says. “You are a beautiful man.”
What happens next is still a mystery to me.
Stephanie freezes up. There’s no other term for it.
Her eyes are closed. She’s near motionless as we stand. I’m getting nothing from her. Nothing. Her breasts and mound are warm, almost hot. But nothing else. I think she is nervous. Scared.
Onto the bed. No change. She gives me a mechanical and amateurish cat-bath and then stops to get a condom. So soon? Then the realisation hits me that Stephanie is planning to give me a CBJ. I stop her.
We change positions and I start a cat bath on her. Her eyes are shut tight. Her legs are straight and he hands are covering her pussy.
I try to kiss her upper and inner thighs but she pushes my head away. It was almost funny. I look at her face to talk to her but her eyes are shut so tight she’s squinting. She doesn’t even want me to kiss her nipples (“too sensitive”) or her legs (“too ticklish”).
Stephanie is closed for business and this session has jumped the shark. It’s over. After 20 minutes.
Stephanie insists on giving me another cat bath. I’m semi-hard. Before long, she puts a condom on me and starts a mundane blow job. I can’t be bothered and I blow into the dom through a semi-hard cock. You know those orgasms?
We clean up, and at the 25-minute mark, Stephanie offers me a massage. I politely decline and tell her that I’m leaving. She looks worried. I tell her that today has been a mistake. No-one’s fault. Just a mistake all round. She does and says nothing to salvage the situation.
I get dressed and tell Stephanie she is a beautiful woman. We say goodbye and I ask Crystal to come into the room. She looks horrified.
I explain to Crystal that at $350 an hour I expect DFK, DATY, BBBJ and 69 AS A MIMIMUM. As we agreed (see attachment). Her earlier texts to me explained that CIM was $100 extra, like I was going to pay that on top of the $350.
Crystal looks confused. I soon find out why.
“If you want come in mouth that is extra,” she says.
I tell her to forget the CIM – I never wanted it or asked for it – because we’ve got more fundamental issues about Stephanie’s complete lack of service.
Crystal’s solution is to offer me another girl, Kitty, for the next half hour. I decline.
“You must meet her. She’s a top service girl.”
“That’s what you said about Stephanie. That’s why we chose her.”
“No, Kitty number one. Please. I want you to be happy.”
I tell Crystal that it’s just best that I leave.
“I give you $100 back to make it better.”
I decline again and say that won’t make it better, but she insists I take money from her. At this point I just want to get out.
“And you meet Kitty for next time.”
Whatever. I want to leave.
Crystal brings back $100 and Kitty. She is a slightly taller and older (30?) version of Stephanie. Kitty is hot.
Kitty asks me how was my time with Stephanie.
“Terrible.”
“Oh, I am sorry,” says Kitty. “You will have a better time with me. I promise.”
I don’t doubt that for a minute. You’ve got nothing to beat.
Gentleman, my dilemma is this…
Despite this debacle – $350 for no kissing, CBJ and “no touching” here, there and everywhere, I think I’m going to give Crystal’s IN/OUT one more chance.
I have a gut feeling that great times are waiting there. With the right girl. I suspect Stephanie is an ML who’s recently crossed to being a WL. Crystal and I had a good chat about what I expect when you fly business class. We now understand each other.
My last session was with Rui at 278. That was $220 for the hour and Rui – same build and style as Stephanie and Kitty – blew me away. She was awesome.
For me, with a dud session, the waste of money is bad enough, but the bigger drag is the waste of time. My work schedule between Sydney and Melbourne means I get one chance a month for a session. So it needs to be a hit. The money will be back. The time is gone forever.
The solution of course is to never assume what’s on offer for your money.
Even when you get it in writing.