Sunday, September 26, 2010

a word about pros

i'm just saying... it's not really worth your time, or money. I guess if i were desperate enough, it'd worked out for me. but, one of my friends was kind enough (?) to pay for the services of one particular girl that was in one of the windows in the red light district. She was pretty attractive and seemed to be my type, but it didn't work out. word of warning to anyone who is even thinking about it... there's no kissing, little touching, and very little else but "fuck". long story short... couldn't make it happen. blamed it on being drunk, which i wasn't really, and ended up having a 50 euro conversation with a Romanian girl with 3 kids. she told me about how she left Romania to find a better life in amsterdam, and some of her friends told her that she could make good money in the sex trade. She's a little disappointed in the money, but she told me that her son is well taken care of and she is happy for him. This made me feel like even more of a shitbag than i already felt, and made the activities even harder to make happen. All told, i was kinda glad that it didn't work, although she told me it was an ill omen that i was her first of the evening and she couldn't "wake me up". I told her it was ok, that she was beautiful (because she was) and not to take it as such. She told me I was very nice and that she hoped the best for me. I hope the best for her too.

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