Wed night at the ballpark
Wednesday night
9:00 - 9:05, Fantasia
Hit Fantasia early, thinking I'd catch up with Big Shisha and get the low down on some rumors I'd heard. Stopped at the door, reached for my wallet to pull out the VIP card... no card. Found out the hard way, like the chinese laundry: no tickee, no washee. Asked the doorman to give BS a call, he did. BS kindly informed me that policy was: no card, no entry. [period]
3 choices to get inside:[list][*]Produce card[*]Pay 1000dhs for a replacement (doesn't extend the card, JUST to replace a lost card)[*]Pay 750dhs for a 1-night temp membership (given that he did know me, and no [i]references[/i] required)[/list]But they are VERY concerned about being reported to the tourist authority for discrimination. So, here, the members only policy is enforced in order that they keep a LOW profile on the OFFICIAL radar. Or, in actuality, as BS said, "Sorry, but you're not Dallas Austin."
9:35 - 11:00, Seaview
Consolation prize. Wasn't in the mood for shelling out extra cash for my own stupidity, so decided I'd hit Seaview instead. Took the opportunity to call #1 on the to-do list, Miss MH, a newly arrived PRC I'd met there 2 weeks ago. Yes, she did not have any plans; now she did. I'd wait for her inside. On entering, even at the early hour, 3 or 4 PRC's that could/would be added to the to-do list, several new faces. I couldn't tell if the "best" one was with someone or not (sitting with an obvious [i]friend[/i]). Wasn't going to wait around to see, but certainly one to keep an eye out for.
9:45, get a call from MH. Bit garbled, so she gets a "senior" on the phone, who speaks better english (the senior, not the phone). Something about MH being busy, MH's [i]concerned[/i] due to recent LE raids, so she does not want to meet me in the bar. Outside, then away home. OK, not quite the evening I had planned, but still... tell her I'll see her at 11, outside.
Miss Pro, the pull from 2 weeks ago, appears. Not a GFE, but certainly knew her [i]capabilities[/i], and a viable alternative. The bait and switch sense is beginning to tingle with respect to MH. Miss Pro comes over; class act as expected. Discreet sounding-out of job prospects; when told I had other plans, she moves on. But I do keep an eye on her; hot standby as it were.
Seaview filling up, usual mix of PRC's, africans, and some -stanis. 10:45, Miss Pro gets a phone call; runs out. Damn, looks like my backup is gone. Bit relieved to see her reappear couple minutes later. But inspires me to get with the program. Go outside, give MH a call. Takes a bit of trying to determine if she wants to meet in back or in front. She'll grab a taxi as I'm not familiar with the landmarks she's providing to her home.
I wait; 10 minutes later, mobile rings. Starts out, "Where... Oh, I see you" as a taxi pulls in. Can say I was a bit relieved when MH IS in the back. After a couple of minutes, I go over to see what the hang-up is; she's counting out 1dhs coins for the driver (like I said, she's new). Painful to watch, but before I can step in, it's over with, and she steps out of the taxi.
Jump into my car. I put the key in the ignition as we make some small talk. She does cut to the chase before we depart: how much will I give her (reasonable question; I don't mind). I'm not in the mood for negotiations, give her the standard 500, LT. She asks for 600. I repeat 5. Now she's asking why not 600? I'm pulling the key out of the ignition, saying I'll call her a taxi home (hey, I'm a gentleman; I'd pay). Suddenly, 500 is just fine. [With Miss Pro upstairs, no bluff.]
Now it's my turn. What's the departure time? "Up to you, morning." No, I want a specific hour. "Morning, 10, 11..." [b]OK[/b], that's what I like to hear. Start the car, off we go. As we're driving, she's asking me where's a good place for a PRC to set up [i]office[/i]. In the old days, no problem. She has major league (Cyclone) potential; couple of months, she could be successfully commanding that 700, 800 salary. But, right now, needs some Triple A work... Last year, York would be the place. But now, with their hostile attitude towards PRC's... Imperial seems a bit downmarket. Seaview she knows; Rattlesnake is similiar... I don't know what to tell her.
Now she is new; unfortunately, a bit too new for me. Hasn't quite reached that "ripen" date yet. Back at my place, I know I keep the a/c on, but she is not removing her "decency" wrap; rather, keeps it clutched tightly around her. To make her more comfortable, we spend a bit of time talking; she's got the electronic dictionary, I know a good english/chinese web site.
Finally, time for the bedroom. She asks me to take a shower; no problem, always do. When I finish, she jumps in, then asks for me to be patient while she cleans her face. OK, talk about domestic. She comes out of the bathroom, and, [b]1st[/b] time I've heard this question: are the sheets clean? At the 11b hotel, every girl gets clean sheets. [Later on, she'd ask the same about the t-shirt I gave her]. [i]Someone[/i] has had some bad experiences... or perhaps HASN'T had so as to put things in perspective.
Now I find out she doesn't kiss. OK, let's be honest. She doesn't kiss me. YMMV. But I'm scoring [u]THIS[/u] game, and that's a BIG Strike 1.
Into bed, she responds nicely to some foreplay. Very nicely. Nothing like that natural lube to get you flying. On with the condom... both of us enjoying. Multiple positions. Then it's the "You finish quick"... "Cum quick". Now this was NOT the Pro [u]command[/u]; this was a polite request. Regardless, has the opposite effect of that intended. Easily corrected for future games, but this is the here and now. A more experienced wg would offer [b]other[/b] oral [i]inducements[/i] for finishing... Strike 2.
Massage has potential, but she is unsure of herself, apologizing (certainly better than last week's debacle). No problem. Decide, taking Sporadic's advice about "education", to brief her on the later innings. "Morning, wake up, make love, I take you home."
Her "I don't like make love in morning" is the batter caught looking ... STRIKE 3. Hell, I don't like getting up at 5am every weekday, but I know it's something I have to do to earn my salary. Welcome to the working world, dear. Certainly, another couple of weeks working, she'll be good to go, but right now... I'm not in the mood to cultivate. Besides, Miss T has a lock on Thursdays.
In the overall scheme of things, not that big a deal. I chalk up Wed as another "Now I know." Started out with potential, but, game day, just couldn't hit the long ball. On the way back to her place, I explain to her that, as Apollo Creed told Rocky after Round 15, "There will be no rematch", explaining why (maybe I do have a bit of educator in me).
Just happy to have that all-star, Miss T, for the next game. Next week... Miss Pro looking mighty good to be the weekend's lead-off batter.
PS: doing the washing this afternoon. Learned a long time ago, check pockets before dropping into machine. What did I find in a shirt pocket? VIP card. Now I remember; last week, pulled card out of wallet, showed to doorman, walked inside, but before I could put it back into wallet, [i]accosted[/i] by one of the [i]Atlas mountain[/i] twins. She is one of those that CAN make you forget your own name. Carelessly slipped card into my shirt pocket, thinking I'd put it away in the proper place later. Actually, it was me that was put in the [i]proper place[/i] later. [Insert yodel here].
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