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He tried it on in the carpark. He said a few things that I didn't like. He mentioned money a couple of times and how he was 'careful' with it, and you know how I react to the cheapskates. He also thought I was too good for him, obviously therefore I was. Then on the way home he got the taxi. He got dropped off outside a shopping centre, but at least he paid for my fare. He didn't give me his home number, only his work number, and he wanted to come to my place to sleep on my single bed. You know where I live at the moment is like a crèche. It's better than being alone at that place in Nightcliff. But cheap horny dates and kids don't mix, especially the next morning. It may sound restrictive, but I'd prefer the company of the kids and at least I've got my privacy. Believe it or not, there are times when I don't think about men. Anyway, this guy lived with his mother. Jackie piped up, 'That wasn't his mother he was living with. That's his other half living with him. He's bullshitting you. The dope.' Roxanne frowned, 'Not necessarily, Jackie. He's probably living in a slum.' Yeah, he felt my knee-high stockings and said, 'Pure class.' Samantha added, 'I mean darling, realistically speaking here, you've got to watch a man who finds a woman wearing stockings a bit beyond his reach!' At the time we were both drunk and he was cute. I think we were a bit infatuated. It was just like two kids, really. We watched each other as the taxi drove away, him transfixed on the edge of the gutter and me looking back at him through the rear window. I guess it was lust or was it loneliness? He most likely slept all day while I worked. I thought about him. I had this really ugly guy around midday, but at least he was slow and sensual. After leaving the cute guy behind, who was the one I actually wanted, I ended up giving this ugly client the best half hour of sex he's had in his whole damn life, because in fact I was thinking of the other bloke! But he wasn't paying and I had to make a living. So we both missed out.
Jackie said, 'Yeah, the client might have been ugly in your eyes, but at least he paid for it without complaining. I'm pleased he got it and not the other dreamer. Did you come?' No, and he didn't expect me to. I can't stand those demanding types who ask you to come before they've even handed the money over. 'But I like it when the woman is excited,' they said, as they try to knead your clitoris into orgasm like a bit of uncooked dough. Half of those men don't know how to touch a woman's clit. It's always so rough and clumsy. 'That's why they come to you girls,' said Sharlena, 'to be educated.' Well Sharlena, I can't just come on demand. They got to get a blow-up plastic doll with a voicebox and press a button for that. My sexuality ain't that simple. Oh yes, here I come. Ahhhhh ohhhh ahhhhh and I'm away!! Wheww!!! Thanks, baby, you were the best I ever had! Stuff that for a joke! I'm not even faking it for the pricks. A real man wouldn't even expect me to. To be fair, most of the guys don't demand that you come. The only ones who do are the insecure ones acting up like brats. Roxanne said, 'Yet, it's still kind of sad that you fucked the wrong man. If the other bloke knew, that would be the end of it, you know.' Sharlena said, 'Now listen here honey, she fucked the right man, the man who paid!'
Well, I'm not tellin' him anything. He thought he was boasting about his promiscuity. He was basically playing the jealousy game and didn't get the reaction he wanted from me. I said, 'You can see other women, but just make sure that you wash her scent off your balls, or I'm not going down there.' Well you should have seen the look he gave me. As usual I had already said too much. I got bored when he kept going on and on and on about his weekend conquests in Mitchell Street. My eyes flashed yellow. I said, 'Okay, so how many women have you slept with?' He grinned. 'About fifty,' he said, 'does that offend you? It does most women I say it to.' I said, 'Let me tell you something, okay. Fifty ain't jack shit to me.' If he had looked into my eyes he would have seen the fifty men I had fucked in the past month and that was just the light chores.' Sharlena said, 'He's your little bit of sex on the side, if you need that, love.' |
