I was in the area on business and finished early, pardon the pun, so I thought I would check out the Manor. Haven't been in quite some time and had a good time the last time so why not?
Sat at the bar and there was an empty beer bottle nearby, so the bartender never asked me for a drink. During the day at most clubs sucks because there is that big break between dancers always. So, Maria approaches me, sits down next to me and is all touchy-feely and says that she remembers me, although I don't remember her, but that's always a possibility. She's a bigger girl in that she is tall but proportional, maybe a few extra lb's. She asks for a dance, we go back, she tells me the prices of $22 for one room and $52 for the other. She does the sell job on the $52 room, but I didn't buy, not enough time and wasn't in the mood for a possible scam.
We get into the VIP and it is the middle of a song, so like I normally do, I sit to one side of the couch expecting her to sit down next to me to wait for the song to end, but she starts dancing right away. She strips, and after about 30 seconds the song ends. Then she starts her lap dance, which basically entails sitting in your lap and sucking, kissing and blowing in my ear. Nice and sexy, but let's change it up a little, maybe a little grind. She then gets up, kneels beside me and tells me to play with her butt. Different, but okay. Now, this whole time she stripped down to her panties, but hasn't taken them off yet. Stupidly, I have a couple more dances expecting it to get a little better, but more of the same. My left ear should have paid for the dance since it got all the action. Still left her panties on, so I cut the dances off. She begged me for another dance and like the Rock of Gibraltar I said no. I pay her for what I thought was 3 dances and she says, "No, hunny, I think it was 4 dances". I didn't feel like arguing with her about the 30 second dance at the start, so I gave her another $20 and left.
I guess I feel a little ripped for the 30 second dance at the start, and don't understand why girls do this, other than for the $20. Probably because I'm not a regular and she figures get all I can out of the guy, but all I know is when I'm back in the Manor and she comes up to me, I won't get a dance from her again. As well, I'm not a big fan of the fake gushing over me. She must have said how cute or nice or funny or whatever I was a million times. I'm a decent guy and all, but if I were as good as she made me out to be, I'd be Hugh Hefner right now. Ladies, realize we have brains that work most of the time and we can see through that shit.
Maria is, as I said, not petite, but certainly not fat in my books. I rather liked her body, but then I don't like little waifs. She has huge breasts, but you can feel the implants. Nice breasts though, and they were large to begin with, because when you get implants and they hang like they did, they had to have started out huge. She seems Eastern European from her accent, and is relatively attractive with brunette hair.
Anyway, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Sat at the bar and there was an empty beer bottle nearby, so the bartender never asked me for a drink. During the day at most clubs sucks because there is that big break between dancers always. So, Maria approaches me, sits down next to me and is all touchy-feely and says that she remembers me, although I don't remember her, but that's always a possibility. She's a bigger girl in that she is tall but proportional, maybe a few extra lb's. She asks for a dance, we go back, she tells me the prices of $22 for one room and $52 for the other. She does the sell job on the $52 room, but I didn't buy, not enough time and wasn't in the mood for a possible scam.
We get into the VIP and it is the middle of a song, so like I normally do, I sit to one side of the couch expecting her to sit down next to me to wait for the song to end, but she starts dancing right away. She strips, and after about 30 seconds the song ends. Then she starts her lap dance, which basically entails sitting in your lap and sucking, kissing and blowing in my ear. Nice and sexy, but let's change it up a little, maybe a little grind. She then gets up, kneels beside me and tells me to play with her butt. Different, but okay. Now, this whole time she stripped down to her panties, but hasn't taken them off yet. Stupidly, I have a couple more dances expecting it to get a little better, but more of the same. My left ear should have paid for the dance since it got all the action. Still left her panties on, so I cut the dances off. She begged me for another dance and like the Rock of Gibraltar I said no. I pay her for what I thought was 3 dances and she says, "No, hunny, I think it was 4 dances". I didn't feel like arguing with her about the 30 second dance at the start, so I gave her another $20 and left.
I guess I feel a little ripped for the 30 second dance at the start, and don't understand why girls do this, other than for the $20. Probably because I'm not a regular and she figures get all I can out of the guy, but all I know is when I'm back in the Manor and she comes up to me, I won't get a dance from her again. As well, I'm not a big fan of the fake gushing over me. She must have said how cute or nice or funny or whatever I was a million times. I'm a decent guy and all, but if I were as good as she made me out to be, I'd be Hugh Hefner right now. Ladies, realize we have brains that work most of the time and we can see through that shit.
Maria is, as I said, not petite, but certainly not fat in my books. I rather liked her body, but then I don't like little waifs. She has huge breasts, but you can feel the implants. Nice breasts though, and they were large to begin with, because when you get implants and they hang like they did, they had to have started out huge. She seems Eastern European from her accent, and is relatively attractive with brunette hair.
Anyway, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
