So I've been having some really good luck getting OTC lately both in quantity and, definitely, in quality. I'm starting to feel like an OTC Master (the trick I guess is to just ask).
Anyway, I'm in the sc today and a dancer I know really well was complaining about how she is not making any money. Could have been SS but really did not look like it.
Me, being the generous fellow I am, suggested we could meet at a hotel soon. Most of you know the drill. At the suggestion, she hesitates for a second; tells me "yea, we can do that"; then immediately breaks out in tears crying. Shit!
Now, I know this dancer. She gives extras in VIP and is not reserved in any way. I did not think I was suggesting something she would feel uncomfortable doing.
Of course I apologized profusely and told her to ignore my old man pervy advances. Seemed to calm her down a little.
I'll wait a couple of days before I text her an offer for a firm OTC date.
She felt like a hooker and was ashamed.