Messe in Frankfurt in May?
Sr Members and Frankfurt Local mates. When I was discussing with my friends here in Dubai about my trip to Frankfurt in general, they advised caution travelling in May 1st week due to Messe. I have never heard of what that means and got inputs from google and also some of my friends. Are their any Messe in May 1st week in Frankfurt and if so how are the line ups during that time? I am assuming that the ratio of Men to Woman would be so high due to the large Messe crowd that would create a inflow of lot of Men, is that a true assumption. In that case would it be wise to avoid Messe dates?
Any advise you can provide is greatly appreciated.
Cheers and thanks!
Sunday night after Musik Messe 2012
I couldn't stay away from Oase. I guess that happens to the best of us. I was ready to go to Palace, even bought the train ticket, but at last minute took a cab to Burgholzhausen. This was around 20. 15. I am glad I made this choice since a fellow mongerer at the club told me Palace lineup has gone south in a bad way. I wouldn't know, never been to Palace, but at least Oase had a decent selection of providers and I had my list memorized. Repeats: Louisa, Diana, Kris. Must do's: Elena. I saw tall blonde Elena when walking in but I guess she left right after that since she couldn't be seen for the rest of the night. No Louisa or Diana in sight. Kris was busy.
So,"good bye, plans"! Just a strategy to do something old, then something new, maybe later something borrowed.
I bet on a sure thing and did a repeat with Alexandra, whose hair after a closer look was more a chestnut that golden bronze I implied earlier. A bit tired performance, or was it me, after a week of this hobby projecting my own feelings on her. Despite her efforts, couldn't finish with her. It was like there was this curtain between me and her and I couldn't get through. She, hardened by a week of Messe guests and me, just plain old tired. I gave up. 50 euros just for the fun of it.
I came from the room with a boner and said good bye to strategy, too. Without that first succesful session under the belt and strength and funds only for one more session, I feared I couldn't risk a new girl. At this point, I should have given up and just enjoyed the athmosphere. But girls were on prowl. With just a handful of guests and, I don't know, maybe twice the number of girls a constant bombardment was on.
After being chased by half the Romania, I decided to look for a familiar face. Kris: tiny, platinum blonde, pink studded belt, pink stockings, thin smile and that oh-so-tight pussy! She picked the farthest room which some of the girls told was too cold, but it was just perfect. She did this gagging deep throat thing that I have never experienced and I knew we had a winner! Long BBBJ and CG, missionary and dog-race over the finish line. Oh, that squeeze of tight young muscles! Oh, that sweet song of the age-old 30-minute love affair! 50 €, multumesc mult!
And what I got, after all, was ultimate sadness, the feeling of having fucked for the last time of my life. A fellow mongerer philosophized with me about the addictive rush, the ritualistic repeat, the dark cloud of depression, fall of the Icarus and then, finally, the rise of the Phoenix from the ashes. The firewood of this tour has burned down and cannot be kindled again. But one day, the fire will be lit.
Now I am going to the land of no ISG for a while. Thank you, fellows, for all the good advice this board has dealt on subject of Oase. That is priceless.