I had a horrible client the other day that made me feel so incredibly uncomfortable the whole time. I knew there was something wrong with the whole situation, but I thought I might have been only paranoid. When I went to the hotel, he gave me the money and I went to the loo and counted it as usual. The money he gave me was enough for one hour. Fine with me. So I showered and went back outside and we spent about 40 minutes talking and drinking wine and watching the news together. He said he didnt have much time to just relax. After this, we went to take a shower and said ‘First, I’ll massage you, then you can massage me and we can take it from there.’ I looked at the time and told him that it was nearly 8pm. He said that it was only half past, and it was fine. I shrugged and thought that maybe he just wanted something quick. No problem. So I got out my apricot massage oil and let him do what he pleased. During which time, my alarm went off telling me it was time. I told him this and he said that he had paid for two hours. ‘No’ I insisted, ‘You had paid for only one, here is the money, you can re-count it if you want.’ he then told me that I said the price was negotiable and that I would accept two hours for half price. This was the most preposterous thing I have ever heard. Why on earth would I do this for half price for him just because he can’t afford the full price? If you can’t afford it, then go to someone who costs less! I am worth more than that, thank you! ‘I pay for this room, I get drinks, we talk and have a good time and this is how you treat me? You can at least just massage it for me to get me off.’ I told him that I was already on overtime just being there. ‘But I paid you for two hours! This is very bad behaviour’ Yes, well, it is not my fault you don’t understand how this works, you couldn’t pay me correctly, or that you have bad time management skills. I grabbed all of my clothes and ran into the bathroom I was a bit nervous because he was getting really angry. I left my phone and massage oil out in the room though and I panicked a bit that he would take it as hostage until I gave him what he wanted. Thankfully, he didnt.
On the other hand, I had a pretty nice client in High Wycombe last night. An economics professor at a nice university in London. It was great for the both of us because we could do a bit of role-playing. ‘I am going to teach you how to bend over and take it… It is very important for your career to know how to do this.’ ‘Oh yes, sir. Will I get extra credit for studying how to suck your hard cock?’ etc etc. hahaha. You know I love it.
Last night, we also had Thanksgiving dinner. It was a really nice meal and E worked so hard on it after not sleeping for three days and still a bit high from all the drugs she had taken the night before. Bless her heart. I also took the time to thank everyone at the house for letting me stay and some of them seemed to forgive me, except for S. But she always seemed to cold to me that I really wasn’t bothered to be honest. She drunkenly even said ‘I waited two days for that!’, which i could only assume was what I said as I had been out of the house for two days at that point. Whatever S, you weren’t even meant to be living there in the first place, so piss off!
Today, we spent almost all day working on the squat. Cleaning the front mostly as it was desperately needing it. A lot of neighbours were definitely interested with our activity. A lot of mixed messages. I took to going up to them and asking how they were and if they needed anything. They mostly wanted to know what we were doing exactly and what kind of people we were. They also told us a lot of the stories they had about the place. We met a few of the old workers who told us what had happened. They seemed to dearly love the owner who had died, so we are keeping a table he had bought just before he died, and there was a plaque one of the workers had made we want to keep. I also decided to keep bits of the old decor within my room as to commemorate the glory the place once was. Tomorrow, we meet with the neighbors officially to try to get them on our side.
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