A Viennese Experience

[Thunderblob]

Ok, so you dont care. Thats all I wanted to know. Thank you. I suppose its just like ordering food at MacDonalds, as long as you get your cheeseburger and they get their money, everyones happy.

 

[jim]

Ok, so you dont care. Thats all I wanted to know. Thank you. I suppose its just like ordering food at MacDonalds, as long as you get your cheeseburger and they get their money, everyones happy.

Or fillet of fish

 

[HB40]

I suppose its just like ordering food at MacDonalds, as long as you get your cheeseburger and they get their money, everyones happy.

I would never think of it like that

but I guess just to humour you....

I would look at it more like I’m giving her the meat, she’s kind enough to prepare it, wrap it, simmer it with her lips, gently submerse it into the warmest oil, knead it and flip it, grind and squeeze it and finally flame broil it to a searing finish. Sometimes I get their special sauce and I’ll usually go for a double patty then.

and another thing.....

as to the subject of this thread, once I got over the fear of just saying no and walking, I became confident enough to sometimes say "no more talking", it can be done flirty and comically so not to offend and usually results in a more focused effort.

 

[Vienna]

Appreciative of contstructive criticism...

AMAN&hisCoq,

I have to say that I agree with what they say, you're an excellent writer. As I read your review, I felt like I was there too! LOL Very eloquently written my dear!

If my mind serves me correct, I think I remember who you are. It was like my 2nd shift @ Temptations and I'll be honest I was having a hard time adjusting to a few differences, as I'm so used to the way things go where @ Legends. If I remember correctly, the session didn't go the way I would've liked it too either, however sometimes things don't always go the way we want them to go with anything in life.

Anyways, that's what this review board is about...all reviews, whether they be good, mediocre or bad. Thanks for trying me out though! Now you and I both know there's no chemistry between the two of us on an "SP to client" level. I may not be the desired SP for you and you may not be the desired client for me, but there are many other SP's in this city you will enjoy(there are so many studios! ) and likewise there are many other clients I will find myself to enjoy. That's what it's all about, trying different girls out to see which girl(s) you enjoy and which girl(s) you choose to not see again.

Happy hunting gentlemen!

 

[HB40]

4.) You were "nibbling cucumber sandwiches and petits fours [small dessert cakes], and drinking Earl Grey in fine china mugs"? I mean this in the nicest way possible but what sort of heterosexual man would do such things?

The kind of man who is secure enough in his masculinity to not be worried about such illconceived misconceptions.

But thanks for your editorial spermie

 

[overdone]

Four things:

1.) Which Vienna are you talking about? Which studio?

Even after Vienna posted in the thread herself?

 

[HB40]

Actually Vienna is still at Legends and now at Temptations. You need to get out more spermie, or learn to read.

 

[DQ Guy]

AMAN&hisCoq,

I have to say that I agree with what they say, you're an excellent writer. As I read your review, I felt like I was there too! LOL Very eloquently written my dear!

If my mind serves me correct, I think I remember who you are. It was like my 2nd shift @ Temptations and I'll be honest I was having a hard time adjusting to a few differences, as I'm so used to the way things go where @ Legends. If I remember correctly, the session didn't go the way I would've liked it too either, however sometimes things don't always go the way we want them to go with anything in life.

Anyways, that's what this review board is about...all reviews, whether they be good, mediocre or bad. Thanks for trying me out though! Now you and I both know there's no chemistry between the two of us on an "SP to client" level. I may not be the desired SP for you and you may not be the desired client for me, but there are many other SP's in this city you will enjoy(there are so many studios! ) and likewise there are many other clients I will find myself to enjoy. That's what it's all about, trying different girls out to see which girl(s) you enjoy and which girl(s) you choose to not see again.

Happy hunting gentlemen!

Its nice to see a gal taking a less then perfect Review in stride.
This is why Shes one of the top Sp's in town. Its too bad there was
no spark, because she can be a lot of fun

I'm so confused now--how can a person be in two places at once? That's not possible!!

You really to crack me up. Must be the donair sauce on the brain

 

[HB40]

I like the original, it has character and verve. Writing is an art too spermie, would you correct the smile on the Mona Lisa?
I think it is very selfish to want something only the way you like it.

It was early in the afternoon and my best friend and I were sitting in an elegant cafe, nibbling cucumber sandwiches and petits fours, and drinking Earl Grey in fine china mugs. He and I had been so busy in the previous few days--me with work and him with play, all play--that we hadn't had much quality time together. Now that our schedules had finally coincided, I was looking forward to catching up on the latest.
"I can't believe I'm taking high tea with a total dick." I chuckled.
My friend rolled his eyes. "Like I haven't heard THAT one before."
"So what's new in your world?" I inquired.
"I had a session at Temptations." he replied.
"Do tell!" I exclaimed, leaning in across the table. "Who was it? Mariella? Autumn? Alyson?" I suggested, reeling off a list of his favourites.
"Vienna." he replied, and my mouth fell open.
"THE Vienna?"
Grinning, he nodded. He enjoyed the fact that he traveled in more exclusive circles than I did.
"She's--"
"I know." he smirked. "She just oozes sensuality."
"Oozes sensuality!" I repeated. "The girl looks like one of those centerfolds, airbrushed to appear without a flaw anywhere. Except she's real and in the flesh."
"I know." he smirked, sipping his cuppa tea.
"The girl's built like a porn star! She's like a wet dream's wet dream!"
"So would you like to know how it went?" he asked coyly.
I nodded eagerly.
"The session blew."
"You mean she--"
"I mean the session totally blew." he replied acidly.
"But she--I mean, with a girl that unbelievably gorgeous--How? How?" I finally stammered.
"She had my attention the moment she took her dress off." my best friend began. "I mean, I enjoy watching women disrobe. But I was absolutely riveted watching this one. A nuclear bomb could have gone off directly behind me and I wouldn't have batted an eyelid. She has perfect skin; creamy, seductive contours; an absolutely perfect shape; amazing legs--"
"And her breasts?"
"Oh, those breasts!" my friend marvelled. "Mamma mia! So perfect and firm and round, each topped with a golden nipple--"
"Real or fake?"
"I don't know." he shook his head. "I couldn't tell."
"You couldn't tell?"
"What do you expect?" he shrugged. "I lack opposable thumbs."
"Point taken. So now that you're alone with this goddess, who's wearing not a stitch--how on earth could the session have gone wrong?"
"Things went downhill the moment she hopped into bed with me." my amigo replied. "I was just lying there, rigid with anticipation, marvelling at the vagaries of fortune that found me naked and alone with one of the most beautiful women on the planet, when--"
"When???"
"When she started talking about money."
"Money?"
"Uh huh. She started yammering on and on about how much she used to be able to charge for full service at other studios, and how the flat rate at Temptations was far too low, and how she used to command so much more." he replied. "Every second word out of her mouth was either a dollar figure or a complaint. I felt like I was listening to my broker."
"You're kidding."
"No. She made me feel like I was getting some cut-rate 'deal.' You know, like when a car salesman says he can give you $2000 off, but then his kid will have to go without shoes for the next month. I was made to feel like I was ripping her off just by being there."
"Car salesman...I bet that softened you up fast." I teased.
"Well, I felt myself softening, but to stiffen my spine I just kept looking over my shoulder at those magnificent breasts. I tuned out her grousing and just focused my eyes on those perfect nipples. You know if you cross your eyes and stare at a pair of nipples long enough, they start to spin?"
"So then what happened?"
"She asked me to roll over, and the proceedings got underway."
"So--how was it?"
"Oh, the dance of the hidden veils itself was lovely enough." he recalled. "Everything I'd expected it to be. The walls of the house closed around me and held me tight, just how I love it. But the problem was the girl kept yammering."
"Don't tell me--"
"'Come on, baby! Come for me! Come for me! Are you gonna come for me?'"
"The classic 'Let's get this over with.'" I nodded knowingly.
"And then, when I finally give in and come for her, baby, she gets up and starts complaining about the position we did it in. Oh, it was uncomfortable. Oh, it was awkward for her. Oh, the position irritated her. Blah, blah, blah."
"Talk about taking the joy out of afterglow."
"I know. I couldn't even enjoy my complimentary bottle of water." he shook his head. "I felt embarrassed and just wanted to get out of there. It was like my high school prom all over again."
"Let's not take a walk down that memory lane."
"So it was a waste of time?"
"I wouldn't say that." he replied, nibbling on a crustless cucumber sandwich. "A session with Vienna is like a trip to the real Vienna. It's something every guy should experience once, but then--"
"But then--?"
"There's absolutely no reason to do it again."
I set down my cup and smiled at my crestfallen friend.
"Come on." I exclaimed, rising to my feet. "I will not see my best friend down in the dumps."
"Where are we going?" he wondered, grabbing a petit four for the road.
"To your all-time favourite studio!" I replied. "And your all-time favourite masseuse!"
He smiled. "You mean--?"