Sportsman
11-29-09, 13:49
Warning: This is a long story with a lesson that I have learnt in the end. By-pass this report if you are not interested.
Last night I arrived at La Madeleine around midnight. There were no other AP mongers around. I took a seat in one our usual tables outside. I immediately noticed a nice looking chica in the table in front of me. I have never seen her before. I would say she is at least two to three notches above the normal chicas that work here. Let me try to describe her in details. Her name is Viviana (or something close to it), Argentine, late twenties, about 5'5" with heels on, long light brown hair, plump but not obese figure, and a set of double D tits. Had a boob job, not for enlargement but to lift them up. The boys are still very natural looking. If it weren't for the scare around the nips, one would swear they have never gone under the knife. Came from the provincia Santiago, have been working in BsAs for about a month, usually at some Recoleta Cafes and sometime at La Madeleine. The reason I think she is at least two or three notches above any chicas here because her face bears some resemblance of model/TV hostess Brooke Burke (http://www.brookeburke.com/). Viviana has a noticeable light color mole just off the center of her chin on the left. Some of you might be laughing right now thinking a Brooke Burke look-a-like working at La Madeleine, impossible. Well, I can show you some pictures I took of her next time when you see me. If it weren't for her plump figure, her looks can easily get her into the higher end clubs.
So back to the night. Viviana and I immediately exchanged looks and smiles. In five minutes I asked her if I could join her at her table. Five minutes of the usual small talk. Then we started to negotiate coming back to my apartment. She started with $250. I counter offered with $200 for two hours. She accepted it. Then I said I always pay afterwards. She asked why, I gave her my reason she agreed to it. Around that time, four of my AP amigos arrived at La Madeleine. They sat in a few tables away from us. So I told my chica I want to say hi to my friends first. One guy at the table told me he had an experience with that chica before. He enjoyed his time with her but she does not do BBBJ. Oh well, too late to back down now. I went inside the restaurant to pay for our drinks, then to downstairs to the bathroom mainly to pop a vitamin in my mouth. Returned to my chica and vamos.
Walking back on the way to my apartment three blocks away, Viviana was very affectionate, smiling, some light kissing, and holding hands. In the elevator we embraced into DFK. When we got into my apartment, we started to undress each other on the living room with our clothes scattered throughout the room. I spare you all the details of the actual session but it went quite well. She delivered everything as expected sins BBBJ which as I mentioned I got the intel on that ahead of time. She stayed for slightly over two hours as promised. I mentioned to her about her resemblance of Brooke Burke. I even googled Brooke Burke on the computer and showed them to Viviana during our breaks from the session. Then we sat down on the couch both buck naked. I light up a cigarette, she doesn't smoke BTW. After my smoke, I excused myself to the bathroom for a number one and brush my teeth and rinse. When I returned, we went back to the bedroom to continue the session.
When we were done and I get my money to pay her. Here is when the problem started. Now let me tell you that I am a person who keeps track of all my expenses in an Excel Spreadsheet when I travel, down the last cent I spent. The spreadsheet also keeps track of how much I have left down to the number of different bills and coins I have. The spreadsheet just add up the total together. I also fold my bills in order with all the "Presidents" facing in the same direction with the large bills folded inside. I don't why I do it but it's like a hobby to me. I guess I may be a closet accountant in that sense. Anyway, so I knew I had one $100 bill in my pants pocket and I got another $100 bill from my secret stash in the apartment to pay her. When I reached for my money in my pants pocket, I immediately noticed I only have 10's, 5's and 2's in the pocket. A quick check on my spreadsheet I found out $180 were missing. One $100, one $50, one $20, and one $10 bills to be exact. I told the chica I have a problem and some of my money is missing. I did not accuse her of anything. I searched the area where I laid down my pants. Then I told her this is not good, and said to her "Digame" She said she did not take the money and opened up the purse and showed me the content. She said I could search her purse but I knew that was useless. So I just paid her $200 from my secret stash. I walked her back to the street. On the way back, she was still acting OK and gave me the glances like she was sorry that it happened. We parted at La Madeleine and said I had a good time with her, my missing money was a bad situation, and I wish that it hadn't happened. She responded me too.
Facts: I am not outright accusing this chica for stealing from me because I have no proof and did not catch her in the act. Let me just state the facts. First like I mentioned, I knew exactly how much money I had in pants pocket and $180 was missing from it. Those missing bills were folded in the inside. Two other remote possibilities that I could have lost that money were either the bills fell out when I paid the waiter at La Madeleine or when I reached for my vitamin on the way to the bathroom. But that's unlikely because the missing large bills were folded inside. The smaller bills would have to fall out first. In the apartment, I did excuse myself to the bathroom for about three minutes with the chica sitting alone in the living with my pants laying right next to her. That's her only opportunity I can think of.
Puzzled: If the chica did steal the money from my pants pocket, I don't understand why she would do that. I mean she left me with barely any money. If I did not have any money stashed away, how did she expect me to pay her?
Lesson learnt: After more than 30 monger trips to BsAs alone, I have learnt different precautions to protect myself. This is the first time I have money missing with a chica involved. When I take a chica to my apartment, I normally stash all my pocket money away when the chica goes to the bathroom. But the opportunity did not present itself because she did not go to the bathroom. In the future, I will hide my money on my way to get the drinks from my kitchen or even excuse myself to the bedroom first. Never leave money in the pants pocket again.
Conclusion: I had a nice time with this chica up until the point when I found out some of my money was missing. It ended up costing me $380 for two hours for a Triangle / Newport quality chica. If she has a slimmer body, she probably can make it even at Madohos or Blacks. I might have considered repeating with her, but now obviously I doubt it.
Afterthought: I have learnt another monger lesson to protect myself in the future. I am still alive with no physical harm. So I lost $180 but I'll live to monger in another day. I can easily waste more money than that on any given trip with bad sesions. I guess it eases the pain by thinking it cost me $380 for two hours with a near Madohos quality chica. So I still came out ahead in that sense.
I close this report by saying can not outright accuse this chica for my missing money because I have no proof. She was a very pleasant chica even after the incident has occured. The cynical part of me would say it was all part of an act. The gullible part of me would say her behavior before and after did not reflect that.
Happy mongering and be safe,
Sportsman
Last night I arrived at La Madeleine around midnight. There were no other AP mongers around. I took a seat in one our usual tables outside. I immediately noticed a nice looking chica in the table in front of me. I have never seen her before. I would say she is at least two to three notches above the normal chicas that work here. Let me try to describe her in details. Her name is Viviana (or something close to it), Argentine, late twenties, about 5'5" with heels on, long light brown hair, plump but not obese figure, and a set of double D tits. Had a boob job, not for enlargement but to lift them up. The boys are still very natural looking. If it weren't for the scare around the nips, one would swear they have never gone under the knife. Came from the provincia Santiago, have been working in BsAs for about a month, usually at some Recoleta Cafes and sometime at La Madeleine. The reason I think she is at least two or three notches above any chicas here because her face bears some resemblance of model/TV hostess Brooke Burke (http://www.brookeburke.com/). Viviana has a noticeable light color mole just off the center of her chin on the left. Some of you might be laughing right now thinking a Brooke Burke look-a-like working at La Madeleine, impossible. Well, I can show you some pictures I took of her next time when you see me. If it weren't for her plump figure, her looks can easily get her into the higher end clubs.
So back to the night. Viviana and I immediately exchanged looks and smiles. In five minutes I asked her if I could join her at her table. Five minutes of the usual small talk. Then we started to negotiate coming back to my apartment. She started with $250. I counter offered with $200 for two hours. She accepted it. Then I said I always pay afterwards. She asked why, I gave her my reason she agreed to it. Around that time, four of my AP amigos arrived at La Madeleine. They sat in a few tables away from us. So I told my chica I want to say hi to my friends first. One guy at the table told me he had an experience with that chica before. He enjoyed his time with her but she does not do BBBJ. Oh well, too late to back down now. I went inside the restaurant to pay for our drinks, then to downstairs to the bathroom mainly to pop a vitamin in my mouth. Returned to my chica and vamos.
Walking back on the way to my apartment three blocks away, Viviana was very affectionate, smiling, some light kissing, and holding hands. In the elevator we embraced into DFK. When we got into my apartment, we started to undress each other on the living room with our clothes scattered throughout the room. I spare you all the details of the actual session but it went quite well. She delivered everything as expected sins BBBJ which as I mentioned I got the intel on that ahead of time. She stayed for slightly over two hours as promised. I mentioned to her about her resemblance of Brooke Burke. I even googled Brooke Burke on the computer and showed them to Viviana during our breaks from the session. Then we sat down on the couch both buck naked. I light up a cigarette, she doesn't smoke BTW. After my smoke, I excused myself to the bathroom for a number one and brush my teeth and rinse. When I returned, we went back to the bedroom to continue the session.
When we were done and I get my money to pay her. Here is when the problem started. Now let me tell you that I am a person who keeps track of all my expenses in an Excel Spreadsheet when I travel, down the last cent I spent. The spreadsheet also keeps track of how much I have left down to the number of different bills and coins I have. The spreadsheet just add up the total together. I also fold my bills in order with all the "Presidents" facing in the same direction with the large bills folded inside. I don't why I do it but it's like a hobby to me. I guess I may be a closet accountant in that sense. Anyway, so I knew I had one $100 bill in my pants pocket and I got another $100 bill from my secret stash in the apartment to pay her. When I reached for my money in my pants pocket, I immediately noticed I only have 10's, 5's and 2's in the pocket. A quick check on my spreadsheet I found out $180 were missing. One $100, one $50, one $20, and one $10 bills to be exact. I told the chica I have a problem and some of my money is missing. I did not accuse her of anything. I searched the area where I laid down my pants. Then I told her this is not good, and said to her "Digame" She said she did not take the money and opened up the purse and showed me the content. She said I could search her purse but I knew that was useless. So I just paid her $200 from my secret stash. I walked her back to the street. On the way back, she was still acting OK and gave me the glances like she was sorry that it happened. We parted at La Madeleine and said I had a good time with her, my missing money was a bad situation, and I wish that it hadn't happened. She responded me too.
Facts: I am not outright accusing this chica for stealing from me because I have no proof and did not catch her in the act. Let me just state the facts. First like I mentioned, I knew exactly how much money I had in pants pocket and $180 was missing from it. Those missing bills were folded in the inside. Two other remote possibilities that I could have lost that money were either the bills fell out when I paid the waiter at La Madeleine or when I reached for my vitamin on the way to the bathroom. But that's unlikely because the missing large bills were folded inside. The smaller bills would have to fall out first. In the apartment, I did excuse myself to the bathroom for about three minutes with the chica sitting alone in the living with my pants laying right next to her. That's her only opportunity I can think of.
Puzzled: If the chica did steal the money from my pants pocket, I don't understand why she would do that. I mean she left me with barely any money. If I did not have any money stashed away, how did she expect me to pay her?
Lesson learnt: After more than 30 monger trips to BsAs alone, I have learnt different precautions to protect myself. This is the first time I have money missing with a chica involved. When I take a chica to my apartment, I normally stash all my pocket money away when the chica goes to the bathroom. But the opportunity did not present itself because she did not go to the bathroom. In the future, I will hide my money on my way to get the drinks from my kitchen or even excuse myself to the bedroom first. Never leave money in the pants pocket again.
Conclusion: I had a nice time with this chica up until the point when I found out some of my money was missing. It ended up costing me $380 for two hours for a Triangle / Newport quality chica. If she has a slimmer body, she probably can make it even at Madohos or Blacks. I might have considered repeating with her, but now obviously I doubt it.
Afterthought: I have learnt another monger lesson to protect myself in the future. I am still alive with no physical harm. So I lost $180 but I'll live to monger in another day. I can easily waste more money than that on any given trip with bad sesions. I guess it eases the pain by thinking it cost me $380 for two hours with a near Madohos quality chica. So I still came out ahead in that sense.
I close this report by saying can not outright accuse this chica for my missing money because I have no proof. She was a very pleasant chica even after the incident has occured. The cynical part of me would say it was all part of an act. The gullible part of me would say her behavior before and after did not reflect that.
Happy mongering and be safe,
Sportsman