I was reminded of a tale I heard from a couple of girls recently, so thought I'd share it. I won't say what club or the names of the girls involved in this story. The names are withheld to protect the innocent.
They were sitting at a table where the dancers typically hang out and they were approached by a guy who just started to talk to them. After a minute or so, he asked if he could 'rent' them for an afternoon.
Yes. RENT.
Now, these girls are pretty savvy with the business and even they were taken aback by this choice of word. Things got a bit muddled after that. They were both a bit flustered and were trying so hard to figure out what he meant that they couldn't ask proper questions. They didn't know if he meant it was for a bachelor party, or a photo session, or sexy time boom boom.
He had to leave pretty soon after, but said that he'd be back later to talk to them some more.
They immediately came over to talk to me about it, knowing that I have a wide variety of experiences. I was just as surprised and weirded out by that word. Anyway, I calmed them down a bit by making jokes about it for the next hour.
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We had a few drinks during this which helped them to get a plan together when/if he came back. They'd insist on a huge fee up front in cash, then insist that their media manager (me) would have to attend. They'd string him along until the bouncers showed up and then get him kicked out.
I had to leave before he came back, but I was told later about how it played out.
He found one of them and sat down with her without being invited, while she was eating her dinner. That's bad form, right there. After a minute or so, the second girl noticed and joined them. He never did get around to the point. The conversation ranged in topic from how they should just be themselves (makeup, fake tits, padded bras, eyelashes, fake names, etc.) to asking about their religious beliefs and if their pastor knew what they were doing. They left him ranting and went to the change room for a while. Then, they used a different exit to go out for a smoke and a bite to eat before coming back. He was gone when they came back.
I saw him earlier. He didn't LOOK like a psycho, but I guess you just never know.
WARNING: If you're going to act like an idiot, don't expect that it will be kept private. The more people know about shit like this, the safer it can be for the girls.
They were sitting at a table where the dancers typically hang out and they were approached by a guy who just started to talk to them. After a minute or so, he asked if he could 'rent' them for an afternoon.
Yes. RENT.
Now, these girls are pretty savvy with the business and even they were taken aback by this choice of word. Things got a bit muddled after that. They were both a bit flustered and were trying so hard to figure out what he meant that they couldn't ask proper questions. They didn't know if he meant it was for a bachelor party, or a photo session, or sexy time boom boom.
He had to leave pretty soon after, but said that he'd be back later to talk to them some more.
They immediately came over to talk to me about it, knowing that I have a wide variety of experiences. I was just as surprised and weirded out by that word. Anyway, I calmed them down a bit by making jokes about it for the next hour.
Vancouver condo rates
lease to own
immediate occupancy
penthouse level or basement apartment
rear entrance through a mud room
open concept
etc.
We had a few drinks during this which helped them to get a plan together when/if he came back. They'd insist on a huge fee up front in cash, then insist that their media manager (me) would have to attend. They'd string him along until the bouncers showed up and then get him kicked out.
I had to leave before he came back, but I was told later about how it played out.
He found one of them and sat down with her without being invited, while she was eating her dinner. That's bad form, right there. After a minute or so, the second girl noticed and joined them. He never did get around to the point. The conversation ranged in topic from how they should just be themselves (makeup, fake tits, padded bras, eyelashes, fake names, etc.) to asking about their religious beliefs and if their pastor knew what they were doing. They left him ranting and went to the change room for a while. Then, they used a different exit to go out for a smoke and a bite to eat before coming back. He was gone when they came back.
I saw him earlier. He didn't LOOK like a psycho, but I guess you just never know.
WARNING: If you're going to act like an idiot, don't expect that it will be kept private. The more people know about shit like this, the safer it can be for the girls.
