The afternoon with the caretaker 10/10
There has been so much acrimony about my meeting with Shaguna that writing this report has taken the back burner. Maybe I should be less sensitive and take the critique for whatever it is worth. Here is what happened.
At the agreed time I went to the apartment, after signing the guest register at the gate as she had instructed me to do. When she opened the door the smell of the pest-control treatment was strong and she had her face wrapped with a scarf (as lots of women in Pune seem to do these days). She was just as glad to get away as I was. Being lunchtime we both had a meal at the Blue Diamond hotel near by, and during that time I got to know the gorgeous woman sitting across from me. She told me a lot about herself, asked me about my own life and we shared a lot of things openly, with fluency of the language being the only thing that slowed me down a little, which she understood. She is smart, she is knowledgeable and she is very well-read. In fact it was getting to a point that I was even hesitant to hint at anything more than just spending an afternoon in good company, though I had told her that I wanted her to visit my home, which is a serviced apartments hotel in the western part of Pune. So off we went, ploughing through chaotic traffic exacerbated with the various floats carrying huge Ganesha idols to the immersion locations. She directed me to take the road through the BEG area to Holkar Bridge and then to the road past Spicer College. That was a lot better.
When we got to my place, I asked her if she wanted to have a shower to get rid of the insecticide smells to which she readily agreed. She declined my brazen offer to scrub her properly or to share the shower space with her. After she came out I had my own shower. When I came out I was instantly aroused to see her lying on the bed covered with just the sheet. I put out my arms to give her a hug and that image - when she rose gracefully, completely naked, displaying superb complexion and a wonderfully maintained body - was simply priceless to watch. The rest of the time we spent at my place just evolved as two adults explored just about everything two people could share. Two hours an a bit went by in a manner that I had never experienced before. Before she got ready I told her that I really wanted to see her all the time, and she reluctantly agreed to let me take pictures, provided I do not share them with others in a way that would compromise her identity. I also offered to give her all the pictures on a USB drive which I did as soon as I was done taking nearly sixty photos. When I dropped her back at the apartment, about 30 minutes late, I slipped an envelope with money into her bag. She had not mentioned money at any time, except to kid me about getting photos for free when I gave her 500 as a "deposit". Someone has hinted at an estimated price in one of those critiques, I gave her more.
So, what did I discover? She was born and raised in Biratnagar in Nepal, went to high school there and then moved to Siliguri in Bengal to do a course in hotel and hospitality management. Her first job was with a hotel in Koregaon Park, not far from the Osho Ashram, at which she met the madam Seema "didi" who had come there with a friend, and who hired her at twice the salary to manage and take care of the five bedroom apartment. She has worked with "didi" for six years. Because a lot of the clients in that area are foreigners having a person like her to open the door raises the quality of the experience for such people. She told me that since I sounded "so American", the Shivam guy had set it up for one of Seema's touts to get the deal done, and the Minoti session came about. Whatever Minoti or "didi" told her about me after that session, it must have led to her deciding to call me, because it was just two days after my futile visit to locate Minoti, during which I had asked her if she would go out with me, and she had declined. Her call came from the landline phone of the apartment, and for obvious reasons that it can be easily traced on BSNL's online directory inquiry, I cannot share it with anyone. I will share selected monger's numbers with Shaguna for her to do what she deems appropriate, including "giving it to didi". That is what she told me to do. My PM facility should be active when ISG receives the money I have sent, Mr. Jackson has written in an email.
She told me that Seema pays for her to have a weekly olive oil ayurvedic massage at the well-known Panchakarma place across the street from where the apartments are. That may explain her excellent complexion. She seems to be about 30 years old. She told me that she meets with very select few, that she is not a part of Seema's "girls". Will, she see me again, I had asked. She gave me a hug as I left and said, "if you will take me with you to America". Visa issues apart, that is something I would do, in a New York minute.
It's ok, what goes around comes around and MODERATOR
[QUOTE=Beer Belly]And please respond when you can.[/QUOTE]
Why are you allowing so many posts in this group with hidden names and hidden addresses?
Not conducive to people forking over $$ for membership to have a forum with tight-a**sed cheapskates.
Awesome Report and Work Prashant keep it up
Hi Prashant,
Great to see your awesome experience. It would have been really nice time for you.
I tried with a girl but did not have a room so we just met for a cup of coffee and then she left for her town.
Probably will be back sometime in future.
Cheers
Pleasure belongs to the seeker
[QUOTE=Prashant]There has been so much acrimony about my meeting with Shaguna that writing this report has taken the back burner. Maybe I should be less sensitive and take the critique for whatever it is worth. Here is what happened.[/QUOTE]One of the best reports that came up in this forum of late. A pleasure to read you.
And pleasure, that's what this is all about.
How to reach M*not*/Sh*gun* ?
Awesome report dude, as you used to do. Could you please share how much was there in your gift cover. Again I tried calling almost all the numbers in TOI (Shivam's number is not reachable) to get M*not* but of no use. Could you please help me to find M*not*/Sh*gun*?
[QUOTE=Prashant]There has been so much acrimony about my meeting with Shaguna that writing this report has taken the back burner. Maybe I should be less sensitive and take the critique for whatever it is worth. Here is what happened.
At the agreed time I went to the apartment, after signing the guest register at the gate as she had instructed me to do. When she opened the door the smell of the pest-control treatment was strong and she had her face wrapped with a scarf (as lots of women in Pune seem to do these days). She was just as glad to get away as I was. Being lunchtime we both had a meal at the Blue Diamond hotel near by, and during that time I got to know the gorgeous woman sitting across from me. She told me a lot about herself, asked me about my own life and we shared a lot of things openly, with fluency of the language being the only thing that slowed me down a little, which she understood. She is smart, she is knowledgeable and she is very well-read. In fact it was getting to a point that I was even hesitant to hint at anything more than just spending an afternoon in good company, though I had told her that I wanted her to visit my home, which is a serviced apartments hotel in the western part of Pune. So off we went, ploughing through chaotic traffic exacerbated with the various floats carrying huge Ganesha idols to the immersion locations. She directed me to take the road through the BEG area to Holkar Bridge and then to the road past Spicer College. That was a lot better.
When we got to my place, I asked her if she wanted to have a shower to get rid of the insecticide smells to which she readily agreed. She declined my brazen offer to scrub her properly or to share the shower space with her. After she came out I had my own shower. When I came out I was instantly aroused to see her lying on the bed covered with just the sheet. I put out my arms to give her a hug and that image - when she rose gracefully, completely naked, displaying superb complexion and a wonderfully maintained body - was simply priceless to watch. The rest of the time we spent at my place just evolved as two adults explored just about everything two people could share. Two hours an a bit went by in a manner that I had never experienced before. Before she got ready I told her that I really wanted to see her all the time, and she reluctantly agreed to let me take pictures, provided I do not share them with others in a way that would compromise her identity. I also offered to give her all the pictures on a USB drive which I did as soon as I was done taking nearly sixty photos. When I dropped her back at the apartment, about 30 minutes late, I slipped an envelope with money into her bag. She had not mentioned money at any time, except to kid me about getting photos for free when I gave her 500 as a "deposit". Someone has hinted at an estimated price in one of those critiques, I gave her more.
So, what did I discover? She was born and raised in Biratnagar in Nepal, went to high school there and then moved to Siliguri in Bengal to do a course in hotel and hospitality management. Her first job was with a hotel in Koregaon Park, not far from the Osho Ashram, at which she met the madam Seema "didi" who had come there with a friend, and who hired her at twice the salary to manage and take care of the five bedroom apartment. She has worked with "didi" for six years. Because a lot of the clients in that area are foreigners having a person like her to open the door raises the quality of the experience for such people. She told me that since I sounded "so American", the Shivam guy had set it up for one of Seema's touts to get the deal done, and the Minoti session came about. Whatever Minoti or "didi" told her about me after that session, it must have led to her deciding to call me, because it was just two days after my futile visit to locate Minoti, during which I had asked her if she would go out with me, and she had declined. Her call came from the landline phone of the apartment, and for obvious reasons that it can be easily traced on BSNL's online directory inquiry, I cannot share it with anyone. I will share selected monger's numbers with Shaguna for her to do what she deems appropriate, including "giving it to didi". That is what she told me to do. My PM facility should be active when ISG receives the money I have sent, Mr. Jackson has written in an email.
She told me that Seema pays for her to have a weekly olive oil ayurvedic massage at the well-known Panchakarma place across the street from where the apartments are. That may explain her excellent complexion. She seems to be about 30 years old. She told me that she meets with very select few, that she is not a part of Seema's "girls". Will, she see me again, I had asked. She gave me a hug as I left and said, "if you will take me with you to America". Visa issues apart, that is something I would do, in a New York minute.[/QUOTE]
Agree, but depends on circumstances
2 Things
1. If you are caught on state border , like Goa and Maharashtra border.
You permit for consuming liquor is not valid there. It is some inter-state liquor, excise law etc. You are not supposed to transit liquor or oly to soem extent.
Checking happens even between Pondichery-Chennai. These are different laws
2. Get away paying hafta
This happens when you are caught alone and not in group.
LE and media they all need some news/masala. So if caught along with many people, difficult to get away. You have many example for this.
Few exceptions even in case if you are alone. Like if you are alone, and a celebrity, then also it is difficult to get away paying "tips".
Mirza!
[QUOTE=Bbbjbbbj]Hi Beer Belly,
I have used some of these before,was caught by mamu in the early hours of 27th Jan near the state border, and showed the permit to the mamu, and the mamu (cop) actually said, "Are you trying to teach me the rules, this piece of paper is not only worthless, it's illegal?". Never figured out to this day what I could have said/done to get my point through.
Had to pay him off with 500 as It was a bottle of JW and I didnt want to throw it away.
In most cases, even if you've done nothing wrong and have unfortunately landed in LE clutches, in our country it's "normal" to pay the "hafta" just to get rid of the waste of time and energy and abuse.
Or, you can dig your heels in and see who let's go first.
not trying to discourage you, or be the whiner, but sometimes it's all about priorities, continuing with your harmless fun by the payment of a little dough or a debate session with a LE guy.
I'd just say find a way to never get caught.[/QUOTE]
