Last Night was Everything I Wanted and so much more!
Awh What an incredible night! I had so much fun. It was everything I wanted. Everybody at the club missed me. They took me to a private after party at one of those locations without any signage or windows - just a heavily armed security guard standing at a door that looks like certain death….
It’s currently 11:33am & I’m just getting home now! 😋
That was an awesome, wild night. I don’t know how to describe how the entire night unfolded, except for saying very naturally because unexpected super cool shit like this happens to me all the time. “Excitement” follows me everywhere I go. Be ready for anything.
The Hot Bouncer finally got off and had the biggest smile on his face, saying that everybody was talking me. He was so proud that everybody he works with is just obsessed and adores me. I even got a really nice couple of compliments from the brand new bus boy in broken English. It was so sweet and sincere and absolutely from his heart. I had only asked him for some ice for my water when I interacted with him at the club. But at the after party, she was like you are so cool. I just wanted to say thank you so much for being so nice to the staff because you know we’re just kind of running around and you were so patient and it was just really nice that you’re so cool with us…
I had no idea he was going to be so fucking precious!
I can’t believe I did back-to-back nights at the club I freestyle from. One of the guys I met on both nights wants me to come over for the baseball game today. I am not sure if he’s carrot-dangling or not but he did awkwardly tell me to bring change of clothes so that I can sleep over (which I feel like is super weird, but maybe he’s into me because we literally met 24 hours ago) and then said we could go shopping on Sunday morning after we wake up.
He’s got a real genuine vibe in person, he obviously getting-in with the other working collar Blue Bloods like me but I have no idea if he is serious about going shopping or if he’s just trying to trick me into sleeping over. I don’t mind what I do with people I just same page. I hate being manipulated. I hate being lied to. I hate feeling like I have been taking advantage of. In the sex work industry we are heavy about Explicit Consent.
I have the same standards in my personal life. I am happily an adult, I am a beautiful educated passionate woman, and I trust way too easily. I would have no problem consent spending all this time with him if it was a genuine invitation for a fantastic day or two together full of all of my favorite… but I will not consent to the mere promise of receiving gifts or doing things together.
Removing the conditions in which consent was entered into REMOVES consent. For you brainy nerds out there, there is no agreement because there has not been a meeting of the minds (which is construed against the drafter).
I think we would have a great time based off of our interactions so far. But I don’t think it’s normal under any circumstances to ask a girl to sleep over and cuddle with her 24 hours of meeting her at a 5 AM bar. I mean, he wants me to fucking sleep in his bed all night and spend the morning with him and then he’ll take us shopping… that seems to be a lot of help on a string.
Every guy that loves to spoil and treat girls, pushing women into softer loving and imaginable safe spaces, will do so without ever being asked. Not only will he do whatever it takes to get the girl of his dreams, he will continue to pursue her until he receives the answer he wants. He doesn’t hear rejection, he hears try harder! The gifting, supporting, the trips, literally every time he proposes again he has to do it bigger and better then the last time.
Guys who are genuinely like this do not put conditions on “what’s in it for them” on the woman they are attempting to bride. Men used to go to war for women. Men built houses for their future brides they had and we’re not even guaranteed past a daydream. Men who love women are the most beautiful creatures on earth.
I have no idea what type of man he is. I hope he’s real! The only thing I know for sure is that he loves what he sees in me. That doesn’t mean he actually sees me or intends to do any he talks about doing. I actually think it’s super fucked up to do that to someone. I can’t consent to fake plans, I don’t consent to abuse, I don’t want to start being so paranoid about the motives of people who organically come into my life.
I’ve always see the good in people my entire life.
But when there was a sudden, devastating change in the force - I can no longer entertain or engage in
conversations without considering the source. Or, less politely, approaching everything with extreme caution until the person proves themselves trustworthy. But even well-intentioned, legitimate potential clients well no longer be trusted blindly, but given the to prove themselves.
I absolutely hate any use of “games” in dating or in relationships. All of the most beautiful life-changing client-relationships I’ve been in for years, happened and so quickly. It’s true what they say about the finding it’s counterpart in another person. There is no such thing as getting to know you. This phrase is an empty remark used all the time. People who actually want to get to know anything about you will spend a significant amount of time getting to know someone intimately before making the first move or asking for a first date.
A man who genuinely intended to follow through on a date will always balance of the date when he cancels and will cancel cancellation fee, if asked. Many men will also encourage the sex worker to go ahead and enjoy the them completely funding the dinner the a spa day or shopping. It is never about the money it about the money. This is basic respect.
I really want to give him basic respect as a client that he is being genuine with me but I don’t have anything to support his intention being good or bad, one thing or am other. The fact that I just can’t say for certain after thinking about it, hanging out with him on the phone, and now writing about it… it bothers me that I can’t confidently, excitedly, without a second thought say he’s GOOD. But the confidence never translates into a yes. It’s so easy to get sucked into a fantasy booking game.
This guy is sweet. He is funny. He is saying all the right things but also raising possible red flags.
It just sucks having to be so critical of the motivation behind each & every interaction with me, I even hate how cold and clinical that sounds. I don’t wanna play games. I just wanna give head and play games. My sweet little heart never even considered an ulterior motive when me, but now everything is under scrutiny. And we still don’t have an answer.
But holy shit, we had such a fun night! I met so many incredible new friends that have these crazy parties all the time and I’m more than welcome anytime. I’m probably leaving out the juiciest bits and pieces of the night because it was really such a wild blur of excitement. I have not done this kind of stuff since high school but now I’m doing it with grown-ups who have money and promise the group a safe space “We Listen and We Don’t Judge because we’re FAMILY.”
It’s so funny that never have any plans whenever I leave my house and go out, but there is always a really long, fun, interesting crazy wild unexpected and hilarious adventure to talk about the next day! I had no idea how correct I was when I said “I think this is gonna be a fun night…” and I did not know it was going to turn into more than one time thing. I think this is the start of a beautiful 200 friendships!
I just let life happen to me.
My life is never boring!
The stories are unbelievable.
But that’s why I encourage you to see me for yourself.
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