Bier Garten. Lesson ignored
had planned on stopping by addicts mp to see if my poc (provider of choice) was back from her [i]holiday[/i]. but running late, time getting short, so decided to just stop by the bier garten for a drink, leaving addicts for tomorrow.
now i just might have to have that cataract operation, or start wearing my driving glasses all the time, or maybe make a first stop at sol, som's, [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord901][CodeWord901][/url]'s, etc, because now there seems to be 4 or 5 very attractive [i]flames[/i] in there at 4pm. several [i]others[/i], [u]of course[/u], come over to make conversation, check on [i]employment[/i] possibilities, but i'm not interested in [u]them[/u], easy to tell them i'm just there to drink, they'll just lose time.
a couple of hot [i]flames[/i] are over at the [i]pack[/i] table, the table 1/2 way into the place, in line with the entrance, perpendicular to it. always a [i]mixed[/i] group sitting there, but front row goes to the best looking ones, not having to move, being on [i]display[/i] for any punter entering. in dxb, the philipina [i]gazelles[/i] would herd together in the seaview for protection from the jackals. but here, seems more like queen bees, waiting for potential worthy drones to approach, or perhaps spotting a drone worthy enough for royalty to visit.
a couple of others rep001tered in the bar. one older (i say [i]experienced[/i]) one has a very nicely displayed cleavage. she's close enough for her to try and strike up a conversation, but far enough away not all comes across. there's another very attractive one a couple of stools over, but she's occupied (though 10 minutes later, he's left, she's stayed). but by that time, miss c has pointed to the empty stool next to me, and, having gotten a nod, has moved to join me. standard bier garten. i figure i'll have another drink, check the attitude, and if good, get a phone number for another day when i have time.
attitude is very good, hand's on marketing. no rush to get out the door, just some friendly banter, chit-chat. i've just about finished my drink, worth getting the number. then she ups the marketing, asking if i like massage (yea, heard [i]that[/i] before from my previous bg pull, sadly disappointed). but she demonstrates on back, head, shoulders, and she's good. i ask how much time she has, and it's the [i]traditional[/i] "up to you". as i said, she's [i]experienced[/i], as when i ask about the status of penthouse and playboy, she confirms penthouse is gone, but playboy's still there. we can go there if i want, but she prefers the new bg standard, world inn, 1 street over. i have to smile as she is familiar enough with the playboy that she knows it has mirrors "if you want watch me", but she mentions the rooms don't smell the greatest (comes with age and being below ground, 1/2 of which i also qualify for). i mention twice, and she's the one offering bbbj, massage, then fs, 2k. i excuse myself (yes, i can still stand up and walk without embarrassment) , step outside, and make a couple of phone calls to rearrange my schedule. step back inside, verify it's 2 hours (hey, we all get old) , and off we go. optimist that i am, pay for 2 hours, 2 condoms (just in case 1 slips off).
on entering the room, like the other bg pull, tv and a/c go on almost simultaneously, but unlike the other bg pull with mutual shower, seems this one prefers sequential. experienced enough to assuage any security concerns i might have by saying i should take my pants (with wallet) with me. showers finished, she joins me on the bed with some b2b, followed by the promised bbbj. round 1 finished, we clean up, she starting the promised massage. doesn't reach the expertise of dxb's prc experts, but it's damn good, equivalent or better than most full service mp's (hey, massage is not the [u]primary[/u] reason you go there, but have to do something between rounds, hell to get old, and i've already finished today's bkk post). besides the massage, we also have a nice discussion about malaysian airlines, religious fundamentalists, trouble in the south, rice farming, non-payment of rice funds, ... a few times she'll stop as either she or i want to make a point, but for the most part, she continues the massage throughout the discussion. class.
after the massage, bit more talk, then she uses her natural [i]endowments[/i] to make sure i'm fully awake. various positions, and again, while the sound effects are artificial, not over the top. judges give me a 2 on the 1/2 somersault as we switch from cowgirl to missionary; just don't flex that well anymore, but at least i don't get leg cramps. mission accomplished, clean up, and spend a few minutes relaxing in bed.
time to get going, we each have other places to be. as i'm putting on my watch, fmtt. ignored my own advice to book one hour, paying more if required. it's over an hour, but if they round down, it'd be an hour. oh well, i don't care. she was definitely not a clock watcher, and i believe that if i was a bit [i]slower[/i], it would not have been a problem. fun time. i do get her number, and confirm, for future [i]assignations[/i]. slip the money in her purse, along with a good tip. with service like that, an addict's visit will be postponed for a day or two.
bottom line, luck of the draw, but taking some time to judge attitude, there are some gems at the bier garten. might not be the youngest, but, for me. 30ish is just fine.