This was posted in MY Yahoo Group – thought it should be shared !!!! More updates to come before I leave for Florida – I had an Awesome time this week fucking many wallets !!!!!
So – one of you – which will remain nameless ( public humiliation isnt part of his fetish interests ) got a very RARE chance to meet up with ME for the first time in his pathetic life !
HAHAHAHA and this is his report on it !
Dear Goddess Karen
thank You for meeting me for a drink. You instructed me to report on the evening and how i felt. here it is for You:
i was nervous, apprehensive, and anxious as i sat waiting for You to come. i wasn’t sure if You would come and make good, but at least i knew where i sat. i had just gone to the first ATM and it had a $100 limit, then i went to another and pulled out $400, …… i had $64 in my pocket. i was nervous and ordered a Guinness
i played with my phone and the recent text messages and could hardly believe this was to really happen. Or was it? i got there just at the time You said, but the time window You gave was about to elapse — maybe You thought better and i sat there understanding. i knew where i sat with You and ordered another beer, but i guess that was already my third. i knew where i sat with You — waiting on You.
Then the door flew open and You burst through. You really had presence and came smiling, perhaps devilishly, up. You seemed a little nervous and i know i was — our initial interactions were clumsy, unremarkable small talk. i couldn’t help but take in Your beauty, though. You showed me what You were wearing and some incredibly high heels (to match the high table?). You had an exquisite leather Gucci handbag and pulled something out that would make me smile. i was trying to take it all in, and Your beauty and radiance flooded the room. i couldn’t help myself but to offer up, in public, the $400 we had agreed to for the brief moments, over a single drink, You might share with me. This seemed to tickle You so; in fact,You emoted by performing a ritual victory dance or firedance. That was cool. i ordered another Guinness to accompany Your Ameretta (sp?) Sour. We talked and You invited questions. i sat a good bit too much dumbfounded, but felt good in Your presence. although i know very well to being Your pawn, i felt comfortable as we talked. i brought up expectations and You laughed, noting Your subs always let You down. i noticed You smoke d a lot and wondered if it was due to being nervous or natural. i was surprised You didn’t blow it in my face. You were beautiful, elegant, and proper Yet amusing Yourself in the position You had at this table. i drank in our conversation and enjoyed it immensely. it was happening.
i went to the bathroom to make room for more beer and realized where i was at. I fumbled for the money i had left and clutched the $100 briefly. When i returned to the table i was quick to offer that up and awkwardly reach for the remaining “pocket money” i had. i explained to You that i just wouldn’t feel right if i walked away from meeting You without having empty pockets. You really enjoyed this and laughed heartily. A group of guys at a nearby table and our waitress seemed to be taking note of us and i wondered what they were thinking. You finished Your drink, laughed at the prospect of another, and got Your coat to go. i said, “thanks, Boss,” and You said, “I love that” rather loudly. We caught the rooms attention as You left saying something about watching Your ass or kissing Your ass or something.
i smiled heartily and finished my drink, ordered another and messaged You. The waitress came and asked me if i was okay in a way that made me wonder. You toyed with me and i messaged You when i left. i wondered if You were watching as i walked back and away from Your world. ( and yes, actually I did see you walk down the street, as I crossed behind you about 7 feet …… I remember thinking …… ” he looks happy ” )
thank You, Goddess Karen,
PS i forgot to mention how embarrassing it was for You to get take-out for You and Your boyfriend on my tab while You had Your drink. what a cuck?
PSS – and he didn’t mention that when he got back to his hotel that he sent another $400 and bought MORE stuff from MY wishlist !!!!!
Cash Total for less than an hour of MY valuable time ? $964.00