Funny how things change, and not always for the better.
Over the years, a good buddy and I enjoyed several foursomes with willing hotties. We did this at 3 different micros, but mostly we went to a particular micro that shall remain unnamed. We always told the mamasan we were taking the girls into the same room. She never cared, as long as we paid the going rate of $140/hr for each girl.
The way it worked out, each of us guys would spend the first half of the session with one girl, although there'd be quite a bit of friendly spontaneous cross-touching on the bed.
Then, about 30 or 40 min into the session, we'd do a pussy switch and finish off with the other girl. No micro girl ever objected to this switch; taking an extra cock seems about as trivial, for them, as taking a shit. And they were happy about getting a $40 to $60 tip at the end—plus an additional $40 if we had managed Greek.
But suddenly now, the rules have changed. My buddy was trying to make the usual arrangements and informed me, the mamasan doubled the charge for foursomes, from $280/hr to $560/hr. She now wants the same amount she'd charge if each of us guys did a separate duo.
Well, I respect an SP's or micro's right to charge what the market will bear. But even though I like foursomes for the camaraderie they involve, I'm not willing to spend several days' net income for an hour of play.
So I call up the mamasan, to talk sweet reason and come to a mutually beneficial understanding.
"We're only taking up one hour of each girl's time," I argue. "So why not charge the hourly rate for each girl and let us give them a nice tip for switching?"
My words fall on deaf ears.
"No," the mamasan replies. "Our price for switching is different. You don't need to give the girls a tip—just pay each $280 up-front."
I don't like this idea. First, the requested amount is far in excess of our customary tip; and second, this leaves no leeway for tipping at the end according to the quality of service. So I take another tack, stressing to the mamasan that I had been a faithful regular at her micro for years now.
To no avail—my plea carries no weight at all. Seems like naked greed has overpowered mamasan's business sense. No doubt she sees me as a desperate kinkster from whom she can easily extract maximum cash.
So I pull another arrow from my quiver.
"Look," I say. "We won't go for your girls if you charge so much. We can go to lots of places in Asia and pay 20 or 30 dollars for short-time, or 50 dollars for overnight."
Mamasan is unimpressed.
"Oh I don't worry," she says smugly. "Guys don't wanna get on a plane."
That was the end of our negotiations—and probably the end of foursomes in Vancouver for me, unless we can strike a better deal with one of the other micros.
Over the years, a good buddy and I enjoyed several foursomes with willing hotties. We did this at 3 different micros, but mostly we went to a particular micro that shall remain unnamed. We always told the mamasan we were taking the girls into the same room. She never cared, as long as we paid the going rate of $140/hr for each girl.
The way it worked out, each of us guys would spend the first half of the session with one girl, although there'd be quite a bit of friendly spontaneous cross-touching on the bed.
Then, about 30 or 40 min into the session, we'd do a pussy switch and finish off with the other girl. No micro girl ever objected to this switch; taking an extra cock seems about as trivial, for them, as taking a shit. And they were happy about getting a $40 to $60 tip at the end—plus an additional $40 if we had managed Greek.
But suddenly now, the rules have changed. My buddy was trying to make the usual arrangements and informed me, the mamasan doubled the charge for foursomes, from $280/hr to $560/hr. She now wants the same amount she'd charge if each of us guys did a separate duo.
Well, I respect an SP's or micro's right to charge what the market will bear. But even though I like foursomes for the camaraderie they involve, I'm not willing to spend several days' net income for an hour of play.
So I call up the mamasan, to talk sweet reason and come to a mutually beneficial understanding.
"We're only taking up one hour of each girl's time," I argue. "So why not charge the hourly rate for each girl and let us give them a nice tip for switching?"
My words fall on deaf ears.
"No," the mamasan replies. "Our price for switching is different. You don't need to give the girls a tip—just pay each $280 up-front."
I don't like this idea. First, the requested amount is far in excess of our customary tip; and second, this leaves no leeway for tipping at the end according to the quality of service. So I take another tack, stressing to the mamasan that I had been a faithful regular at her micro for years now.
To no avail—my plea carries no weight at all. Seems like naked greed has overpowered mamasan's business sense. No doubt she sees me as a desperate kinkster from whom she can easily extract maximum cash.
So I pull another arrow from my quiver.
"Look," I say. "We won't go for your girls if you charge so much. We can go to lots of places in Asia and pay 20 or 30 dollars for short-time, or 50 dollars for overnight."
Mamasan is unimpressed.
"Oh I don't worry," she says smugly. "Guys don't wanna get on a plane."
That was the end of our negotiations—and probably the end of foursomes in Vancouver for me, unless we can strike a better deal with one of the other micros.
