The last booking made me feel like a complete numpty.
First I turn up at this guys house and when I come in I felt like I had met him before. I asked if we had and he said no. To be fair he was a middle aged bald white man and I see so many people like that that it is possible that I got confused. Whilst this is whirring through my head I take the money but for the first time in my professional life I don't count the money! What a numpty.
I still cant shake the feeling that I knew him. He asks to take pictures. I asked if he had the ?50 extra as discussed for film and photos. He says never mind. We go into the bedroom and it start doing the do. just lots of oral and RO then he starts saying how great I look as a secretary (I came in costume and I do rock the secretary look)
He says that we should go out for a meal next week and would I dress like this. *ding ding ding ding ding* I finally recognise he as my first client. The guy I asked to not call me again as I was inundated with requests for meeting for meals dressed as a slut, car meets and offers to use his flat for incalls with payment in kind. He would talk over and over again about being business partners and would want to pay me in gifts. Basically a wannabe pimp!
He then attempts to bareback me I shift away. I finish him off in my mouth. All done in 20 minutes and he would like me to leave but can he have a refund as it has been less then 30 minutes and he paid for an hour. I said no but I'm quite happy to stay here for another 40 minutes. He says never mind.
Later I get to the petrol station and see that he short changed me anyway by ?10!
In the end I took it in good humour. He was a cheeky fucker but I should only blame myself for not counting the money and I only worked for 20 mins and got ?100 for it still. Its the attempted bareback that riles me up. I suppose I know where he lives now so hopefully I never see him again
Lesson learnt moving on!