Quote Originally Posted by berto View Post
Oh ok since you insist. I had to stay in Minneapolis for a two days with nothing to do at all. I had a nice big hotel sweet and was on Eros, Backpage, and craiglists all day calling tgirl escorts to my nice big sweet to fuck me and have a good time. Lets just say two straigh days of being fucked, my ass has never felt the same . The last night I was there I found a girl that looked pretty good and she texted. So I texted her. She would not come to my hotel sweet which was understandable and I was O.K. with. She told me to come to her upscale private location, so I take a cab there. When I get there in the apartment building (which was a dump but it didn't bother me) she had me wait outside for 45 minutes in the cold in a sketchy neighborhood. I didn't complain. When we walked up to her 2 room appartment ,she asked me what I liked I told her I LOVE to be fucked and just have a good time. After I said that she instantly told me the price went up 250 more. I was O.K. with because I have that kind of money. She then gave me a list of about 10 rules like I couldn't talk at all, I couldn't cum anywhere besides her ass and if I did she would charge me more, We coudn't do anything other than the floor, and other ridiculous rules. I didn't mind her stupid rules, her ridiculous price, and her having a bad attitude as long as she would fuck me good I would follow what she said. After she sucked my cock with a condom on for about 4 minutes, she asked me if I brought any. I clearly asked her if she had any before I left and if I should get any. She said no any she had plenty. So the rest of of the appointment we used the same condom. I start to suck her cock and that was the only part I enjoyed in the appointment. As I finish that she is about to start fucking me as a knock on he door happens. She asks who it is and it was her boyfriend. She had me hide in her tiny closet naked as they argue for about 50 minutes about how he doesn't like her being an escort and will beat the shit out of her and any dude he catches her with. When he leaves she tells me I have to leave. After being hidden in a closet for 50 minutes and only 15 minutes of an hour that I payed for and she wouldn't give me money back. So I waited 40 more minutes outside in the cold in a sketchy neighborhood wiating for a taxi. She looked so good and was very sexy, but she did all that to me while giving me a poor attitude and treating me like crap. That is one of the reasons why I don't really care how good an escort looks, I would rather have a good attitude any day of the week. Oh yeah and a big dick with that good attiude .
Here's a few lessons from a guy that let his dick do the thinking ( back in the stroll era):
1) If you can't make a hook-up when you're out of town, for two days, always have a jar of Vaseline (since you like to be lubed up); use it, dream of getting your thang on, bust a good one and all the Disney birds will wake up in the morning.
2) When you're in a different city, have a plan; do your homework before leave home. If all the "escort" sites can't meet your satisfaction, keep an eye on that Vaseline. If an "escort" can't come to your hotel room (with the money you're slinging), don't fuck with her! If you can't entice her (with the money you're slinging), grab the jar of Vaseline and fantisize.
3)And, never, never, when you're in a strange city, take a cab to get your jollies and expect one to be there when you need it just after you've spottered your pants; and you're in Minnesota! You've always got to have a exit plan and a car to get away; rent a car (with the money you're slinging), especially in a strange town and "sketchy" neigborhoods!
When you're in a strange place, remember: You've got to be sensible with that urge; seeing the Disney birds mean you're going to see a sunrise and not the white light and you'll get back home!
But, if seanchai could make you tell that story, you'll take a cab to get scre...!