Star Fish

I hadn’t really expected to be writing on this topic this early in this BLOG’s life, but into every life, a little rain must fall.

 
I had been seeing a small group of wonderful ladies in the same parlour for quite some time and had accumulated enough ‘points’ on my Loyalty Scheme (“Frequent F**r”) card – 10 visits in 6 months - to receive my ‘freebie’, so I thought it was time to venture to new pastures (well actually an old ‘watering hole’ in the ‘burbs of which I have some fond memories).

 
So I left work 30 mins. early - this parlour is close to my train-station destination - and I had to some shopping on the way home, so I felt I could squeeze in a half-hour visit.  I hoped to see KC, a lady I had a good time with last year, but found the parlour fully booked - one lady was due out in 2-3 minutes.  I waited and met her, but all the lessons I have learnt went out the window - I had forgotten my hearing aids, so combined with her speech impediment/accent, and not asking probing questions, I didn't confirm that she would provide the service I was looking for.  (First rule of 'punting', if no lady meets your requirements, walk away).

 
Needless to say, in the room I find that there is no kissing, no oral, no eye contact, no conversation, no connection.  In some ways, I actually felt sorry for her - she was younger than I had initially thought and had only been in "the industry" for a couple of months, and here she was 'entertaining' a 'senior citizen'.  

Fortunately, there was a "happy ending", which is not always the case with me these days. But no "linctus" today!

 
Ce la vie!  Thank goodness my judgement is usually a lot better - I probably average only one "star-fish" per year.