With friends like mine, I don't need enemy's.
So, some of the cats I text and pm on this site know the challenges I had over the past few weeks. One of my business associates who I've know for over 20 years, calls me and tells me about changes of the guards at one AMP.
Now, he knows what the past few weeks have been like and he's part of my upcoming event. Like a fool I agree to the AMP. But I did say massage only.
Driving, he's chuckling, laughing, I didn't get it. Anyways, we arrive, walk in and waiting was Ms. Lisa, wearing a fitted Asian red dress, showing off her curves. Stiletto heels complimenting her legs. Her hair was held up by 2 small samurai swords that finished her soft and innocent look. Damm, work of art. My buddy slaps me on the back and says happy birthday, seeeee yaaaaa. I fell for it, Set me up, leaves and doors lock.
Ms. Lisa grabs my hand and takes me to the room. Walk in, didn't even get my belt unbuckled and she's disrobing, drops her dress to the floor, It was shocking to experience. She was aggressive. So I'm thinking, 90 minutes massage. Nothing doing, not, not even close. I was applaud, no massage. I got fucked no massage. 90 non stop minutes, fucked. I didn't even get happy birthday from Ms. Lisa.
Can't believe it. Embarrassed, humiliated. On the way home ex-friend just laughed at me. Bastard. Stunk with liquor.
He let the little Asian take advantage of me on my bday. It's disgusting.
My real friend called, told him what happened. Dropped off ice for Johnson, whiskey for me. That's a real friend.