Trade Show Girls
I’m going to piss off a few wives with this post, but reality is reality. I just got back from a “trade show” where I decided to work as a “working girl”. Interesting experience.
First, let me say I won’t be revealing names on my blog. Second, I will admit the guys looking for my eyes at the show were *exactly* like the guys putting dollar bills in my garter at the strip club. No difference. Same dudes. Same cheap bastards.
Massage parlor patrons are much more private and appreciative than Trade Show Mongers. I will stick to the “you come to me, honey” massage parlor business for a while. I did make some decent coin as they say, but it was uglier work than I enjoy.
Oh, and for you wives out there? I am so sorry for your situations. You really should evaluate losingthese guys and checking out the world on your own.
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I started with my first paid girl at a trade show. She seemed great until I to my room, and discovered she hadnt cleaned herself and seemed like she had been with many guys before me and not showered. I asked her to shower and she acted like a spoiled little girl who didn’t want to. get her hair wet. But I insisted. I agree about massage girls being better choices, but it canbe really hard to get to a massage parlor. They are often far outside of town.
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