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european girls in johannesburg
There are quite alot of Eastern European girls working in Johanneburg - the pick of them is a cute well built Russian named Minx. Excellent sex and bj. - great kisser email me for info on this stunner.
Day 2 - Body Heat and other clubs
The choice of establishments wasn’t overwhelming, so I went back to the same place for the second night in a row. The same girl was there and I did her again. It was pretty much a rerun of the day before, including the chit chat beforehand, the shower, overall good sex, and cumming on her tits (and unfortunately the BO too). A couple of things were different. There was no talk of doing it without a condom, and she didn’t clock watch, but she knew when the time was up so we didn’t chat and cuddle together for such a long time afterwards. Someone must have noticed how long we took the day before and said something to her. I sat with her afterwards and started a conversation, but she didn’t jump right into it. I noticed that there was another guy there, and I figured he was likely to think the same thing I did, that she was the best girl there and maybe the only one worth doing, and maybe she wanted to be free for him, so I left.
I checked out the places on and around Beach Road in Sea point only a couple of which I had seen mentioned on the internet. There were some small clubs that I could walk into without a cover charge and a couple of them had one or two girls who weren’t too bad. The ones that had been talked about on the internet didn’t seem any better than the ones that hadn’t been mentioned. There were some other clubs that required cover charges, and I was hesitant to try them out because a lot of the clubs I could go into for free had no good women and I didn’t want to throw away a cover charge (about $15 or $20 if I remember right) and find nothing there. But I decided to try just one to make sure I wasn’t missing the good quality clubs.
I knocked on the door, a small window opened, and I was asked to hand over my money. When I did the door opened onto a spacious room decorated with cheesy wh*re-red velvet. There were many barstools but with only one or two girls and some passageways leading to other rooms and possibly the promise of more girls. The guy who let me in, a tall hefty 30-ish man with a sleazy moustache, said “what will you have to drink, Sir?” I asked for a soft drink, thinking that it was included. A so so girl in her 30s that I was not interested in gave me a tour of the club. It quickly became apparent that there were only two or three girls in the whole club and none that were cute. She showed me various Jacuzzis, beds, and sofas and explained the diversity of overpriced services related to each of them. I returned from the tour sullen and headed for the door. The guy who let me in said “Sir, that’ll be x rand for the drink” (I forget how much it was. It was overpriced, but not extortion.) I left in a bad mood.
I already knew now that they all ran the same scam, but just to confirm I knocked on the door of one more cover charge club. The little window opened and a thuggish guy with a shaved head told me the price. I asked if I could just stick my head in side to see what was there before paying and he said absolutely not. I smiled knowingly and said “I see” and walked off, which seemed to [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] him off.
I went back to one of the small free-entry clubs where I had seen a nice looking Indian girl that I now had my heart set on doing. She was still there when I returned, and she was talking to another girl, so everything looked good. She was short and thin, with a nice figure and straight black hair. The only problem was she wouldn’t stop talking to this friend of hers. I waited for a while, and then tried hovering near them, but they wouldn’t acknowledge me. Finally she got up and went into some employees only area, leaving the friend behind, and I asked the friend if she thought the Indian girl would be interested in going with me when she returned. The friend told me that the Indian girl was very upset because someone in her family had been in an accident. She said that tonight wouldn’t be a good night. Bummer.
But I didn’t leave right away (I thought it would look cheesy to go right out the door after that) and a minute later the Indian girl came over to me and said that she was indeed upset, but that she would like to go with me and that even though she was upset it would really be good. She looked genuinely upset but sounded sincere about her offer. So I went with her and she truly tried to please me. It was quite nice, nice enough that I felt more sorry about something having happened to someone in her family. As I was showering a guy started yelling that money was missing from his wallet. He saw me and told me that I had better keep an eye on my things. He wasn’t getting violent or threatening, but he was deliberately making a scene. The Indian girl told me that nothing was taken from him, that he was crazy and just making trouble. But I showered quickly and kept an eye on my stuff nevertheless.