Went to a spot. Typical light rubbingand pointless chit chat. But her cell phone rang non stop. She answered it twice. The first time was brief, but the second time she picked up, it was her husband. She talked for about 5 minutes with my balls in her hands until I removed her Vulcan death grip and got dressed and just walked out. I would say the phone rang at least 5 times during the 30 minutes I was there. Not on vibrate, but ringtone craziness. Paid for the hour, but refused to llisten to her talk to her husband while oiling my sack.
