I crossed the line.............
Getting bored with everything, was looking for some excitement. Money is tighter, and I'm trying to do more and more with it. My hobbying had slowed down a lot. I would spend a lot of money, only to be disappointed and out of a lot of time, considering I have to(and want to) go out of town to play. If girls were available in Brockville for hire............... I'd look into that.
So one day I typed in "Smiths Falls" in the search bar of the Kingston backpages adult adds. A new ad popped up. And it wasn't the girl associated with TOC so I figured great. $60 for a half hour, couldn't beat the price, pictures looked alright, she was a bit better in person. I talked to her on the phone, we hit it off and agreed to meet.
I texted her one day and we agreed to meet. I drove to town and was stood up. Hung around for a bit. I forgot how nice that town is. I tried again another day and she jerked me around again. She did tell me she was drunk and over at the "Lee." So, with my trusty smart phone I was able to figure out she was talking about a place called the Lee Tavern. I said what the hell lets get a look at this............this..........girl at least.
So I parked a decent distance away, and went in, got a drink and sat down watching a dirty blonde (drunk) playing pool with the bartender. I texted her a couple times and it was clear that it was her. She never clued in that it was me (the guy sitting on the bench up against the wall) texting her. One text she sent said "I look better in person." I responded by telling her she was right. Still no clue.
She went to the computer to play a different song, I came up behind her and said "You are right. You look better in person."
Her jaw dropped and she looked me up and down. We exchanged pleasantries and I said "So now that you've looked me up and down do you want to get out of here or what?"
She nodded vigorously. Awesome.
She got in my car, I started squeezing her leg and headed out to Pick up condoms and back to her condo. What a messy spot. My place is disorganized but wow. Along the way I teased her about being drunk so early in the morning, she told me she had to goto jail later that afternoon and didn't enjoy going. Hmm like an experienced trooper that I am I didn't let that stop me.
I don't know how long we did it for, but I handed her $60, she gave me back $20. Not too sure what that was about. I'm sure she wasn't a professional.
I can't remember if I seen her once more or twice more.....................I know I was prepared to see her once a week for that price. She didn't like that, she felt like I expected her to be at my beck & call. Normally I like the athletic girls, this girl was not, she is lean, a bit tuff. Definitely a piece of strange.
For some reason I really liked her, and she liked me but didn't want me getting too close cause she, as she said, I'm married and she wouldn't stand a chance. True enough. She's ok looking, served weekends in Ottawa when I first met her. Into drugs and a lot of guys stopping at her place, dropping off and picking up drugs. I brought her some prescription................... stuff. Since she was into that. Something to make the weekend in jail go easier.
No damned good at keeping an appointment.
I had mentioned that I was considering going bare back (I'm glad I didn't) so she asked "what we were doing?" I said we should put a condom on. We got out of her shower to finish up. She checked her phone and said oh my god you gotta get dressed! Holly shit. Ok. I said "You aren't going to leave me hanging here are you!"
She said "No"
she didn't leave me hanging, we finished in the car on a dead end road. Wild stuff.
I texted her quite a bit, she responded. She gave me a book about a legendary Canadian Outlaw (Can't remember his name, He hid from the Law with the help of his community for over a year, right in plain site. I asked her if she identified with him, she did.)
She invited me out one night with her and some friends to see a live band. I accepted. I showed up at her place at the agreed upon time and knocked on the door. I seen her run thru the room naked to get her phone and leave the room.
Holly fuck now what.
Ha another guy in there I soon seen.
So I go back to the car. Tried texting, I was still considering keeping my "appointment." No response.
So I went to Tim Hortons, then to the bar. Recognized the guy, and took the table right next to him. Listened in to him and someone else trying to learn something valuable to explain the jerking around I was receiving. Nothing.
I went back inside to get another drink, I passed her in the hall with a different guy, she said hi and continued on. She didn't allow herself to look surprised or..............anything. I got my drink and went right back to the table next to them.
She came over a few minutes later to invite me over. Introduced me and didn't show interest in me again. The guy she was screwing was between us. The guy she was in the hall with was across the table from her, their hands were close and I felt as tho they wanted to hold hands.
I'm thinking, there is four guys at this table, and we likely all have something in common.............
I shared my observations with her (not about all of us screwing her) and she said that I had to stop texting her. No explanation. So I did. Then I started the odd message a few weeks later. She responds but doesn't maintain a conversation.
Very annoying. I guess she was more then honest in the beginning. (by telling me she likes me, but doesn't want me treating her or talking to her like she was my "old lady".)