Notes to Stephan....
Now that you are back in front of the plantation begging the pimps to buy your chains back...allow me to be blunt regarding the girls of this 'gentleman's club'.
You have a target on your back. This is the day of the metoo movement. Males are coming into the environment now...after having been burned at work, love and in their family life. There is a certain venom they are now entering the clubs with that women have seen on the up-rise in the last few months. Right now...the girls are having conversations about how to lock down finances from their johns. Which brings me to you.
They are all going to discuss the fact that you are part of a small brotherhood that NEVER leaves the club broke. NEVER. You always leave...with THEIR MONEY...in your pocket. The conversations will come back to their failed attempt at bringing you to one of their roach motel...er...apartments...for a cooked dinner. If Colombia no. 2 still works there...and they all see how you respond with Our Lady Of Dark and Loveliness...they will attempt to bring you back to the rat trap...er...the apartment for a cooked dinner...or even some culinary cunnilingus and surprise.... Dark and Lovely will be there.
The object Stephan...is to get one of them pregnant. They all know that you are a trust fund baby. They assume by the money...(They have formulas for figuring out how much they can extract from a john) you have spent on them...especially the last time...not just that you are thirsty and particularly vulnerable when that thirst is being slaked...but just how much they can make from child support payments using YOUR child as an extortion tool. The girls at the last gentleman's club I worked for called the child support algorithm they created...the Spanish Boot. You know your military history. You know exactly the abomination they speak of and its effectiveness.
The Colombianas are on a time clock. They know of your predilection for old fading lottery tickets that use plastic surgery, makeup and some semblance of exercise and good genes to stave off the effects of The Wall. But they are watching the venomous turn of past clients in their attitudes towards their former pimps at this 'gentleman's club' and know they will have to boot you sooner...than later. They cannot take a chance on you walking away permanently...with THEIR MONEY...in your pocket.
One thing you must understand...it is okay for them to hold you in contempt as a John. What is unacceptable is for the same contempt leveled at themselves. That in addition to you leaving...with THEIR MONEY....is truly unacceptable.
And in that club...though all other girls have been told you are THEIR property and off limits...there will be one...who believes
her voodoo is better than theirs...and will make a play for you...by making you an offer...you cannot...will not...refuse. You can tell who she is...by when you look around the room while entertaining the Colombianas 1-5...she will be staring at them with a mask on her face. The expression will at first be readable...you think...but when you look closer...you will see a look you have never seen before. Not in this incarnation. I'll spare you the malevolence this particular mask hides below its shell and get to the point. This is the exotic dancer...the pre eminent blindsider of males who go to these clubs. She is the one...no one sees coming. And thus ends my warning for the day. My specialty is helping people avoid the pitfalls ahead...not helping them climb out of one. Can't claim no one warned you. In my case...went out of their way...to warn you. Do with it what you will.
The real reason you are banned from bringing them up in conversation...is this. Despite Arjuna's clear explanations that our bodies are our temple.....if you are unwilling to test yourself before you have sex with her...like the last time...and are still unwilling to ask her for medical doctor proof that she is without disease....then you have no business verbally exposing me to any aftermath of said actions.
As always I require no one take me at my word. See if any of what I say plays out in the real world. If it does not apply...let it fly. But if you leave your cabin and you see shit on the ground...then find claw marks at eye height on tree bark...I see no reason to keep going...unarmed... until you see a paw print at the side of the creek bed to know.... there be bears here.
all images courtesy of pixabay and shutterstock as usual...