Had a weird client yesterday who pretty much killed his chances of having a good date so i thought i'd share...
It was an outcall to a great boutique hotel and the sun was shining, so i was psyched but as soon as he opened the door...it was all downhill. Lights were dim and the curtains were drawn so it was immediately unnerving...a one-two flirtatious exchange followed as my eyes made out a seemingly repectable lay and then hornydude dives in and plants a long and awkward kiss. Within 5 minutes mr. hospitality is undressing me and all i can think of is 'back off!' Note to guys...unless you're totally hot, the ravage-you-when-you-walk-in-the-door approach don't work.
The next series of misteps include mr. charisma having a old growth forest of pubes, a red spot on his dick which he claimed was from a zipper accident... and i had to summon all my yoga skills in order to secure the bag on his mini-stump. If that wasn't enough mr. pornstar had premature ejaculation issues and then during the conversation part of the date i could barely shut him up.
Fortunately, the day perked up like over-caffeinated coffee for me but in retrospect, i think this guy had too much java for breaky. A magazine and a bottle of lube would've been a much better menu selection.
It was an outcall to a great boutique hotel and the sun was shining, so i was psyched but as soon as he opened the door...it was all downhill. Lights were dim and the curtains were drawn so it was immediately unnerving...a one-two flirtatious exchange followed as my eyes made out a seemingly repectable lay and then hornydude dives in and plants a long and awkward kiss. Within 5 minutes mr. hospitality is undressing me and all i can think of is 'back off!' Note to guys...unless you're totally hot, the ravage-you-when-you-walk-in-the-door approach don't work.
The next series of misteps include mr. charisma having a old growth forest of pubes, a red spot on his dick which he claimed was from a zipper accident... and i had to summon all my yoga skills in order to secure the bag on his mini-stump. If that wasn't enough mr. pornstar had premature ejaculation issues and then during the conversation part of the date i could barely shut him up.
Fortunately, the day perked up like over-caffeinated coffee for me but in retrospect, i think this guy had too much java for breaky. A magazine and a bottle of lube would've been a much better menu selection.
