When it rains, it pours

I had first met V*****a a few months ago at Penthouse along with her friends S****a and R***a. V*****a was surprised that I remembered her name when we had never shared any VIP activities, but it became quickly apparent that we were both in the mood to get to know each other in the VIP this time around.

We shared a couple of drinks first (she likes White Zinfandel) while she told me that she quit PH after 8 years. V*****a's initial quotes made me laugh and I advised that she was going to have a hard time applying PH rates to the Coliseum. Eventually we settled on a mutually acceptable rate before she led me like lamb to the slaughter in the VIP. I paid the VIP troll $10 for the corner booth and the festivities began. Now I'm not going to get into explicit detail about what happened behind the curtain, but let's just say that I left the VIP soaking wet like I had taken a shower. Cum to think of it, I had just taken a shower thanks to V*****a. In total, we spent 45 minutes in the VIP together excluding the amount of time it took her to wipe the couch dray. Digits were provided for OTC activities. I will definitely be back to see V*****a.