I'm still in my first week of doing this job but I guess I can start posting here now! My last client tonight was a very nice polite man, very tall! Wasn't attracted to him but quite enjoyed the sex and he was good company, he complimented me lots. Loving this job so far!

Like a cheerleader lol,  very complimentary and happy guy. If only every client was like my last one.  I like it when they are vocal about what they like makes things 10x easier than mind reading.

Client arrives early. Comes to the end with 5 mins to go so I suggest shower and clothes. He pipes up that he books an hour so he wants his hour..........

Sorry mate you can't arrive early then expect that time added on to your booking. Ugh. I think he just didn't check the time when he arrived tbh but so rude to act as though I was robbing him of time. That doesn't in anyway benefit me especially as could be potentially dangerous to just Willy nilly doc time off bookings.

Anyone else experience that with folk arriving earlier than booked?

Guy seemed normal on the phone, seemed normal as he walked in. Then as soon as he handed over the money he started moaning, grinding his hips and telling me to dominate him ... My face    for like a moment because of his complete change of demeanor. Then my inner face was like  while I was thinking. This is going to be a long booking. He came easily enough. Three times in 40 odd minutes. I just wish he'd sort of warned me so I could have prepared myself

Quote from: Roxy101 on 05 December 2015, 03:52:06 pm

Guy seemed normal on the phone, seemed normal as he walked in. Then as soon as he handed over the money he started moaning, grinding his hips and telling me to dominate him ... My face    for like a moment because of his complete change of demeanor. Then my inner face was like  while I was thinking. This is going to be a long booking. He came easily enough. Three times in 40 odd minutes. I just wish he'd sort of warned me so I could have prepared myself

Grinding his hips?? My God. How bizarre.

I know, right? The images of him grinding the air and the words 'what the f*ck...  ' Going through my mind will make me chuckle for a while.

And the stupid noises... My god, indeed.

Xx

Quote from: Shewolf on 05 December 2015, 04:16:38 pm

Quote from: Roxy101 on 05 December 2015, 03:52:06 pm

Guy seemed normal on the phone, seemed normal as he walked in. Then as soon as he handed over the money he started moaning, grinding his hips and telling me to dominate him ... My face    for like a moment because of his complete change of demeanor. Then my inner face was like  while I was thinking. This is going to be a long booking. He came easily enough. Three times in 40 odd minutes. I just wish he'd sort of warned me so I could have prepared myself

Grinding his hips?? My God. How bizarre.

I know, right? The images of him grinding the air and the words 'what the f*ck...  ' Going through my mind will make me chuckle for a while.

And the stupid noises... My god, indeed.

Xx

fucking weird, pardon my French...what sort of noises??

Quote from: TrashAzn on 05 December 2015, 03:47:15 pm

Guy in his 50's or 60's balding wearing the ugliest puke green coat I've ever seen. I just wanted to take him shopping to buy him something that looked nice and didn't make him look old and boring. Booked an hour and spent like 40 minutes just talking and telling me his life story of working on trains as a conductor and the places he's been. After that he remembered he was paying me for sex and told me to get on my hands and knees and proceeded to do doggie to the rhythm of banana republic by boomtown rats.

After he looked upset like he'd just killed somebody and went to shower. He didn't say much after just grunted and got dressed then I showered and left him standing there looking depressed.

So sorry sweetie.  Those are the ones that knock me off kilter a bit.  I feel sad for them that they seem to have no one to talk to and then sad for them that they can't seem to enjoy what they paid for.  Here's wishing you a jolly, fit and fun client to make up for this sad sack.

That is really funny (boomtown rats/green puke coat).

I had a liaison last night with a man who was so boring telling me about his family my smile felt like a grimace as it's hard smiling at someone when you want them to shut the hell up and it makes your face ache. One day one of them will cotton on to the fact that it is a grimace.

Well of course they see what they want to see. The 20 year old marketing herself as 18 is a daisy fresh 18 year old and he's the first client she saw today, She finds him really sexy and is fighting the urge to quit her job and marry him right now. Whatever keeps them happy I guess.

For every weird client I get I have plenty of nice ones I just remember odd experiences more since average or good ones tend to merge together but if something particularly odd happened I'll usually remember it vividly. Often I just remember stupid random things like this one time a guy is grunting away and I'm laid there just staring up at the really bad mould issue on his ceiling so I'm just wondering if I should bring up a decent mould remover he could get or at least tell him to contact his landlord.