"Revenge"of the PL
steve229
I was sitting at the bar with my current fav when I noticed my ex-fav (a gorgeous girl, but one I had to let go due to repeated instances of poor customer service) had come on shift.
Now, my current fav treats me really well , and I really do have a good time with her, but this time I guess I laid it on a little thick. I ordered her another drink and told her to pick anything she wanted off the menu for lunch. We sat chatting, laughing at private jokes, staring into each other's eyes, whispering into each other's ear, with lots of mutual touching and stroking, etc.
During my current fav's stage set, I came up to the stage repeatedly and tipped her lavishly each time. She rejoined me afterwards, and our food came just as my ex-fav was going on stage, so we turned our backs to her and ignored her performance as we enjoyed our meal. Finally I took current fav to the VIP. As we walked arm in arm and smiling to the VIP room, we had to pass my ex-fav as she sat stone-faced at a table by herself.
As I look back, I realize that my behavior was childish, petty, and mean-spirited...and it felt sooo good!
Now, my current fav treats me really well , and I really do have a good time with her, but this time I guess I laid it on a little thick. I ordered her another drink and told her to pick anything she wanted off the menu for lunch. We sat chatting, laughing at private jokes, staring into each other's eyes, whispering into each other's ear, with lots of mutual touching and stroking, etc.
During my current fav's stage set, I came up to the stage repeatedly and tipped her lavishly each time. She rejoined me afterwards, and our food came just as my ex-fav was going on stage, so we turned our backs to her and ignored her performance as we enjoyed our meal. Finally I took current fav to the VIP. As we walked arm in arm and smiling to the VIP room, we had to pass my ex-fav as she sat stone-faced at a table by herself.
As I look back, I realize that my behavior was childish, petty, and mean-spirited...and it felt sooo good!
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Fast forward some years. I was dating a slightly older woman of means. We traveled often and she believed in the old European tradition of dressing well while traveling. On one trip, by car, she was napping. She woke up and announced that she was hungry. The only nearest thing was that shit hole of a town grew up in-there was a McDonald's there. This was usually below her threshold, but the tummy was talking.
We pulled into the drive through and gave our order. As we pulled up to the window, I saw that the girls working there were girls who had thought they were too good for me. I actually saw the three of them look at the car in shock-seeing me in a new expensive car-in a shirt and tie-with a woman dressed to the nines.
The girl selected to deliver our food (while the other two watched) got so shook up as I said hello that she dropped our food between the car and window.
They had to start all over while Lela fumed. Moral of the story-the best revenge is living well.
steve, what 'poor customer service' did your ex fav display? Can you give us a couple of examples?
If your revenge came in the spirit of the moment, then more power to you.
I had a semi-favorite who talked a good game, promising nirvana if I'd take care of her. After several hundred dollars worth of dances over about 6 weeks, it became apparent that she was all talk.
I found a suitable replacement who knew how to treat a man. Last time I was at that SC, with the newbie on my arm, we passed the previous favorite, who tugged my arm, asking why I wasn't "taking care of her". With a smile and I wink, I told her that she didn't take care of me.
Maybe Economics 101 should be compulsory for strippers.
Well, I told her not to expect this every time, lol. She said, "Oh, I'm not like that." We shall see.
"what 'poor customer service' did your ex fav display? "
Here's a typical example:
I show up to see her, she asks me to buy her a vodka and cranberry (Gray Goose, of course). She takes a sip, puts an article of clothing on her seat, asks me to watch it for her while she goes to the "little girl's room." Gives me a peck on the cheek and promises to be back in a minute, then disappears to, as I later learned, give another customer a 30-minute VIP. While she's gone none of the other dancers approach me because she's left her "markers."
Contrast that with how my new girl recently handled the same situation. I show up, she comes over and tells me she has a "dilemma" - someone just asked her to do a room, but she knows I came in to see her and she doesn't want to leave me hanging. I tell her I'm not pressed for time, so she should go make some money (see, I'm not that petty). While she's gone I do some stage tipping, chat with a couple dancers that stop by, and get some $10 (low-contact) dances from a young cutie I've been wanting to sample. So when she returns, instead of being pissed, I'm relaxed and primed for our time together.
Makes perfect sense to me.