Mind games!
He paid me a fair wallop of money, 30's healthy, obviously quite wealthy and as the money changed hands said....the words which are the kiss of death for any session-
'You're expensive'
'Compared to what?'
'I went to Norway and the lady only charged £130 and that's an expensive country'
'I charge what I'm worth and if she thinks she's worth £130 that's good for her'
He feels a need to lay down the law and gripe about the fee, which means he'll get one of my best shit services.
So now I'm completely disinterested and looking forward to him leaving in 45 minutes rather than the hour.
I'm prepared to do the sensual nude massage as advertised..but he actually doesn't want it.
What's annoying is he doesn't explain upfront. Eventually I gather the tiny bits of information he's willing to reveal, 'no nudity, genitals or bum touching'. It's like squeezing water out of a stone and I'm counting the minutes till he gets his coat.
So I give him the conventional massage he wants which costs around £60 at a legit place. At the end I asked why he chose me when he could have chosen from 100 budget, non sensual provider, he said a cheaper girl might be shocked if he got an erection-which he never did at any stage. I can't make head or tail of it.
I got paid handsome in case something happens...that won't happen. Fair enough.
