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| Whore update: early January by Quétinbec 01/10/2010, 11:30am PST | ||||
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| Not a lot going on for the past couple of months in this regard. I had no luck overseas and I've had health issues.
I've loaned whores textbooks from a library, though. It's a bitch getting them back, and when I do, they've often written on them despite me telling them not to. And the girls are constantly shifting address, and they never really know where they live and are terrible at giving directions, so unless you meet them at a bar, you're fucked trying to track them down. And if I go to a whore bar, text books are the last thing on my mind. Today, though, I arranged to meet with the whore I'm closest to in all the world. I'm able to be so close because she's ugly, smelly, and old. I call her to tell her I'm almost at her apartment (I wasn't. She'd shifted) and that I'll call when I get there. When, I get there, her phone's engaged. It's engaged for about 5 minutes, so I send a text saying I've left and maybe we can meet some other day, and I drive home. 10 minutes later, I get a call from her. She's screaming some crazy shit into the phone. All I can make out is that she's going to walk to my apartment. I try to get her to speak more slowly but she hangs up on me. Fuck it, though: if she can find her way to my door, it beats me embarassing the shit out of myself by walking her up. She calls me again later, though, and from what I can understand of her fucking terrible English, she wants me to pick her up outside the Hotel California (A well know whore building). I picked her up from the side of the road. She was very sweaty and dressed like a whore. She had a leopard skin coat over a dress with white stockings and high heels. Anyone could tell she was a whore. This is tragedy for me. No one puts more thought and planning into sneaking whores into buildings than I do. I wouldn't bring a girl dressed like this into my building for a fuck in a million years! I certainly wouldn't do it for no fuck at 4pm. For a start, the landlord's brother, who runs the building, doesn't leave his office until 7pm. There are usually 2-3 Arabs with him on the ground floor. Only one of the three entrances to the building isn't visible from his office, but even with that entrance, there is an angle where you have to hug the wall opposite the elevators to avoid being seen. Try telling a whore do to that. In addition to the Arabs, you have the Ethiopian cleaning staff milling about. I don't give a fuck about them, though. They're harmless. You have the Indians who matter only insofar as they are close to the Arabs. Some of the longer serving ones are very close. The biggest concern, though, are the other foreign residents. So, I bring the whore upstairs. There were a bunch of people standing to the left of the "hidden" entrance, but I didn't even look at them. It would only make me feel more embarrassed. Some bald American guy I've never seen before gets in the elevator with us, though. Awkward as fuck. I've shared plenty of elevator rides with my whore and stranger X. It never gets easier. Awful awful awful. No one's home yet, but I take her to my room. She says she doesn't want to study English, which is strange considering that was the purpose of our meeting. She asks to see my photos, which she goes through for 30 minutes. It's boring as shit and I'm thinking of ways to get rid of her and also wondering if I should fuck her. Eventually though, things got a bit more interesting and we had an argument about Filipinos. She said after their day jobs, they all work as whores. I disagreed. She asked me how I take care of my needs. I said I masturbate and made the masturbation gesture. She said, "Your talk is nice." and laughed. She asked if I've ever fucked a whore. I really didn't want to tell her because she always talks shit about men and I wanted her to think I was different, but I did tell her about some of my whores. She said I paid an OK price for a Thai. She says I should always threaten to walk away when I negotiate. She said American Navy guys rarely negotiate which is why she likes them. We talk about love and girlfriends. I show her pictures of the Taiwanese girl who's supposed to be staying with me for a month in March. She asks if she can be honest and tells me not to be angry. She says the Taiwanese girl looks like shit and no one would pay money for her! She points out all the things about her she finds ugly. She tells me interesting facts. She said the most men she fucked in one night was 4, in Dubai, long ago. She said the trick was getting rid of the man quickly after he'd fucked you, and the best way of doing that without offending him is to say you're hungry, but not for anything he offers. You say you want some particularly unappealing Chinese dish at home and use that as your excuse for leaving. At least, that's what I could understand. She said her Son's private school fees in Montana are $2,600/month and that her her ex-husband once got the number of her kid in the US and told him his mother was a whore (her kid is 9 years old). She said her sister said the kid didn't believe him and the whore was really proud that her kid didn't believe him. She said the kid is top in his school. It's funny, because when I was in school, you had all these Chinese guys just killing it with their grades, and you think they're all such pussies. She said she's fallen in love with a couple of clients. She said one came from the "watch country" (Switzerland!!). At one point, she got a call from an Indian in response to one of the ads she placed online. I could hear him. He was like, "So, you're a Chinese girl?" "Yes, Chinese" "I want a young Chinese girl. Are you young?" "Do you want a girlfriend or a wife?" "What?" "What do you want?" "I want a young Chinse girl. How old are you?" "Sorry, I'm 52." [She's 34] "OK, bye." When I asked why she lied to the Indian, she said she can't be bothered with them. She said they stink and they talk too much! Hahahah! Fucking Indians!!!! It was funny hearing her on the phone. She has all these canned lines that would fool you into thinking her English is much better than it is. It's very... professional. Anyway, there should be a fuck taking place later this week, so I'll let you know how it goes. |
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Whore update: early January by 01/10/2010, 11:30am PST  Pay her to rim you, and write about her reaction. NT by 01/10/2010, 12:50pm PST No, don't. NT by 01/10/2010, 8:05pm PST |
