Thank you for this exhilarating account. I wonder where could this bean stalk located. Few yrs back I knew pretty much every nook and cranny in Banyan Tree Bank and recall visiting a building that fits your account for a rendezvous with some girl who had relocated from Kalbashi. Is this alley towards the right side of the bridge when you go towards Big Toddy Village direction? But dicey vibe of that alley is not comparable with Maradana, Grandpass area IMO.
[QUOTE=MahaHoora;2858652]This ex-Ron Chandragupta's Ash diminutive beauty had met me once after having left that hallowed (or hollow?) place, as a freelancer, and had been rather restrictive on that occasion, though quite friendly. (In fact, at the hallowed or hollow place I had never taken or seen her.) Recently she had messaged me, and when I spoke to her she said she had taken an apartment in Banyan Tree Bank and she was having some accomplices too with her.
As such, I met her last week.
The place itself is mysterious and exciting, adding to the experience. The apartment is in a building which is not very new but still only partly completed, with some construction work going on. It is at the end of an alley leading away from the famous flyover in Banyan Tree Bank. The surroundings too are dicey, like obscure neighbourhoods found in areas like Maradana, Grandpass etc. When one enters the building through a narrow doorway, a short corridor leads to a lift, cement smell wafting through one's nostrils. The lift goes up 5 or 6 floors but the rendezvous is on the 3rd. When you exit the elevator on the 3rd, there is a small lobby with a couple of corridors leading away from it. Now the ambience is not "thrada" but cozy. Down these corridors there are posh looking numbered doors of apartments. Going up a dicey building in a dicey area and encountering this, was serendipitious, and gave me the' Jack and the Bean Stalk' vibes.
The apartment itself was small and cozy and I noticed two bedrooms. As we were readying for action, Tunes-Jar said that one of her accomplices was there in the other room and a third was not present that day. I asked to see her accomplice in the other room, and she made an appearance at the doorway, and lo and behold, it turned out to be Pretty Foxy Hen (PFH) also ex-Ron Chandragupta's Ash, the cunning, avaricious, nymph, very pretty, with lovely, well kept feet. I had tried to have FS with PFH at the hallowed or hollow place but had given up after trying it standing due to the difference in height. She had also acted scared to do it, after having promised, at a so called VIP place, her next port of call. Later she had stood me up after agreeing to meet me 'outside'. Recently she had had the gumption to ask me for 200 K, after which I had blocked her on the phone. Still I was pining to have her all to myself, on a real bed, in the privacy of a room, because of her elusive, foxy, pretty nature. She'd easily pass of as a Thai girl because of her complexion and slim build and general appearance.
Well, I guess PFH was as surprised to see me as I was to see her and given what had gone on between us, she was shocked too. She told Tunes-Jar she already had an appointment. As for Tunes-Jar, she was slightly miffed, as I had tried to give her the miss. So diplomatic of me. And since I was going to proceed with her, she told me to have a wash and left the room.
Not a bad bathroom which was attached, with a sealed piece of soap, and a fresh towel. When I came back into the bedroom, Tunes-Jar was back, and having resumed her nice disposition, she hugged me and started kissing my body sensuously. Soon we were in bed. She was looking petite and cute. Incidentally she has nice, well kept feet too though not as nice as PFH's. This time around, she did DFK with me but it was still a CBJ. She said she was about to have a lady's day and discouraged me from having DATY.
<<Murder on the dance floor .
We soon started the big job. First she rode me and then when I was about to do her in missionery, with the legs in the air, she exclaimed unintelligibly, and I noticed a red patch of some liquid on her thigh near the gory hole. As for the raincoat, it was red. I thought it had been white originally. I proceeded to pump her as it was the most important consideration at that time. She moaned and enjoyed it too, as I came as well. Later she said that her periods had just started. So after all she had not lied to me to prevent me from dining at the why.
While doing the job, she was feeling good, and told me that she'd arrange PFH for me the next time. Well that next time was later on the same day, but that is another story.
Ready to leave, I hugged Tunes-Jar and planted a vacuum like kiss on her forehead. She was hugging me back like a python.
As I left, there was no sign of PFH. Guess she was watching me on the sly, relieved to see me leave.
Experience: 7.5/10.
Cost: 10 K + 2.5 K.
They have to pay 15 k a day for the apartment (s), which explains the 2.5 K.[/QUOTE]
