Let me tell you all a story from my pre-pooning days.
It was 1993 and I say pre-pooning because it was a one time incident and I was too immature to deal with it.
I went to this woman's place on Kingsway, on the Vancouver side. Her place was in a non decript building and when I got to her apartment(trick pad) the door opened without me even knocking(first bad sign). She was ok looking but I could tell she was a bitch, so we undressed and she tried to give me a massage, but I am very ticklish and she kept yelling at me to relax, the more she relaxed the worse it got, finally she tried a hand job, but I couldn't cum and she she yelled at me that there was no refund, and i should get dressed which I did and ran out of there, and I had to call a girl I hardly knew just to hear a kind voice.
It took me 2 years to get over that!
WB