Monday, April 22, 2013

Value of friends

It is my firm belief that friendship is the most valuable commodity.

True friends will be there for you in your hour of need or just to keep you company and prevent loneliness taking up residence.

Friends will support you when things are shitty at work and will commiserate with you, bagging your boss, evil co-workers or whoever makes your life stressful, regardless of whether or not you are in the right. It doesn’t matter to them, because you are their friend.

Friends will come to your rescue when you’ve had too much to drink to drive and need a lift home.

Friends will visit you when you are ill and lift up your spirits and make you a cup of tea or chicken soup.

Friends will help you out when you found yourself in unexpected financial hole here and there.

They will offer you a place to stay if you suddenly found yourself without the roof over your head.

They’ll feed you when you are hungry.

Friends will offer a shoulder to cry on and unconditional support when your personal life takes a dive.
They’ll keep you company when you are depressed.

Friend is someone you can trust with your deepest secrets, someone who won’t judge and won’t think less of you.

True friends are precious and hard to find.
Sometimes we are very careless with our friends and don’t realise true value of them until we’ve lost them.

Parents and siblings could become distant, lovers come and go, but true friends are the ones who go the distance, who stick around, because they like you for who you are, warts and everything.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Great steak is well worth going the distance ;)

So you happen to like a steak. 

You really enjoy it cooked to perfection: rare, with the outside just done and inside nice and pink, but not cold. 

As you truly savour every bite, you want your steak to be of a good size, so you can enjoy it for a while.

You also want the restaurant where you happen to eat your steak to have a nice ambiance: you don’t want to be rushed or worry about cleanliness of the kitchen or even the very table you’re sitting at and the cutlery/crockery.

In short, you want to whole steak-eating experience.

Unfortunately, the city you live in doesn’t seem to offer this. 

Strange as it is, as you live in the country which has a very robust and visibly thriving beef cattle farm industry, there doesn’t seem to be a place in your city where you can get the “steak-eating experience” you desire.

Some places advertise their “tender, juicy” steaks “fresh from young calves”, but when you turn up there, all you get is tough old piece of meat which resembles a shoe sole in both texture and taste.

Other places still have passable cuts of beef, but they charge you extra for everything, even such basics as salt and pepper to spice your steak up, not to mention side dishes. 

They often charge you for one cut, but when your steak is delivered, you find entirely different cut on the plate.

They also rush your steak-eating experience, as their restaurant is quite busy, so they ask you to hurry up and “swallow your steak now or you go”, as another customer is waiting to sit at your table.

Cleanliness at some of those places leaves to be desired as well.

Plus, those places tend to be crowded and you are often sharing the dining room with other diners of whom you are acutely aware.

Now, you are not exactly independently wealthy, so you have to budget for your steak. Unfortunately, your bad steak-eating experiences, where you’ve left very unsatisfied, angry and frustrated are mounting up. The money you’ve spent on those is now in the hundreds.

Then you hear about an awesome steak house in another city.

Apparently, according to dozens of testimonials of fellow steak enthusiasts, this restaurant’s steak is EXACTLY as described and pictured in their adverts.

Not only that, the restaurant is very private-boutique format- and only caters to one customer at a time.

While not the cheapest out there, it is very reasonably priced, considering the fact that all side dishes/accompaniments are included in the price.

The proprietor of the restaurant also insists that you eat all the steak you can possibly consume during the time of your visit. In fact, a lot of other steak lovers confessed that they were offered a lot more steak than they could possibly eat-they were physically not able to consume another bite!

Quick check of the airfares reveals that with enough advanced planning, you can have the steak experience you so richly deserve for a lot less money that you’ve wasted so far on those substandard restaurants in your home town. And you can do it all on a Saturday evening and be back home fast asleep before 1am!

You are overjoyed! 

So you put your plan in motion and it gives you a lot of pleasure to prepare for the event, thinking of all the ways you will devour your steak. You picture its juices slowly dripping, your tongue coming in touch for the first time with the pink centre... You can almost feel its delicate texture. You can’t wait!

You communicate with the restaurant proprietor and make sure all your requirements will be met.
The whole thing is an adventure for you; something exciting to do on otherwise dull and boring Saturday, which you would otherwise spend laying on the couch in front of TV.

When you finally take a first bite of your steak-WOW!! Fireworks! Your taste buds explode with dozens of different sensations all at once! 

Your experience is fantastic! You can’t stop thinking about it on the way home and, in fact, for several days after the event.

You vow to save up your money and repeat it in a few months ;)

P.S. Yes, the post is allegory. Moral: save your pennies and travel to see consistently well-reviewed WG instead of wasting your money on frustrating bait-and-switch shops

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Sex,lies and consequences

-Oh, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive- "Marmion", by Sir Walter Scott

Once upon a time there was a working girl. She was very pretty, had a great body and was quite articulate.
Seemingly fine on the outside, this WG had  many demons raging on the inside. She was consumed by insecurities, jealousy,greed,fear and anxiety.
Prostitution was far from best profession for her, but she soldiered on. Everywhere she went, she left a trail of destruction.

In one of establishments where this girl worked (let's call it "Darls mansion"), she accused owner/manager (let's call her Mecca Randamson) of stealing her phone and "outing" her to her family...
Mecca did not do any such thing. Mecca used to be a WG herself and anyone who knows her background would realise how ridiculous that accusation was.
But this WG, driven by jealousy, took her accusations to police, NZPC and newspapers and nearly cost Mecca to lose her business.

WG then moved on to another, newly opened establishment (let's call it "Greek Goddess").

By now this WG has come up with new, clever plan. Why work hard when she can collect the same money from gullible punters by being clever (or so she thought)?
Why not create an air of mystery about oneself and present blatant rip-off as "something different"?
So she would tell unsuspecting punter "I want to try something different", place a blindfold over his eyes, cock ring on his penis and vibrators along his balls (sure way to get a guy to come quickly).
She  would lightly whip his legs and body with cat o'nine tails.
She will apply a hand job and voila, a guy would blow his load off in under 20 min, after which WG would ask him if he would like to lay and talk with her for a while (many guys would just shower and leave).

WG really thought she was smarter than anyone else: while advertising "full service" (which implies oral and penetrative sex) and GFE ("girlfriend experience", which implies kissing, DFK,DATY and more) AND charging premium rates PER HOUR, she got away with being in client's presence for about 25-35 min and NOT doing any of the above.

A lot of guys were too shy to say anything. Others did try to tell her that they don't want her "something different", but would rather have good 'ol full service, to which she persistently urged them to "give it a go" and "live a little"...
Needless to say, WG did not have any repeat business, but she figured that numbers were on her side and there are plenty of "fresh", "un-initiated" gullible guys out there to last her for a long time.

Anyway, back to "Greek Goddess" club, where this WG was setting up a camp...
It was newly purchased by a nice couple, whom did not know anything about commercial sex business, regrettably.
They did a smart thing, however and hired Madam Mimosa to manage it.
Madam Mimosa is a prominent and well-respected member of the only online forum for sex industry in New Zealand. She used to be a WG herself in the past and has very keen and in-depth understanding of the industry.
Not only that, but Madam Mimosa has extensive, active and ongoing network within the industry. She is highly regarded and liked by punters and WGs alike and has a lot of "pull".
Punters (and Madam Mimosa knows a LOT of them personally) would listen to her recommendations and support an establishment  because she is running it.
I have no doubt that given time (Rome wasn't built in a day) of about 10-14 months, madam Mimosa would have made "Greek Goddess" a very successful and profitable enterprise-it is approximately how long it takes for any establishment (or private WG) to develop a good,solid reputation (provided there is consistency and continuity of good service present).

Well, it wasn't meant to be...
Our (in)famous WG, after initially being busy for a few days, started to have quite "slow" days of one no clients (due to her "different" service described above)...
All the while other girls working on the premises were getting busier and busier, especially a pocket-rocket firecracker Asian girl (let's call her "Suru").
Suru had very different approach: she believed in exceeding client's expectations. She was energetic in the room, kissed passionately, offered many  positions, INSISTED on multi-shots and often run "over-time" without charging extra.. It hardly comes as a surprise that her business thrived.

Our WG, instead of improving her service, decided to go down the same path she always had: web of lies and deceit.
She concocted numerous fibs about her own accomplishments, past jobs,hell, even country of origin (which was really stupid, as she couldn't speak the language of the country she said she was from).
She also played on people's kindness by claiming that she is terminally ill and only has few months to live.
She didn't stop there, either. She told elaborate lies to the club owners to make Madam Mimosa look bad in their eyes (I suspect because she was afraid that Madam Mimosa was on to her and would expose her sooner rather than later). Eventually Madam Mimosa was let go (and not paid full amount owed to her, either).
WG told the owners she can be a manager herself. But remember, one of her demons was greed: she wanted to be both a hooker AND a manager and it's quite impossible to manage an establishment when you're in a room with a client.

Things started going downhill rapidly.
Next on WG's agenda was getting rid of "competition"-Suru. She went on telling club owners that Suru was unprofessional and disturbing WG's clients(non-existent at that point).
She even tried the same thing she did to Mecca: accussed Suru of stealing her phone and "outing" her to her family (how many times can one be "outed"??).
She kept making up stories culminating in owner storming into Suru's room mid-booking (while client was there) and demanding she left the premises immediately.
Suru had no choice, so she complied.

Having achieved all this did not bring our WG desired results: she was not getting more clients (in fact, she was getting hardly any).

So on she went to the next thing: she decided to go independent.
Being quite articulate, she very quickly developed a persona on the online sex industry forum and made herself look "legit" by commenting on prominent poster's thread in a way that implied they (posters) know her and are,in fact, her friends Basically, piggy-backing on their reputation).

This sharade went on for a while. Few ladies who did meet her noticed WG's very peculiar traits and were left with feeling of unease and "something not quite right"... WG herself posted on the forum quite a few times things that made little sense (like the fact that her drink was supposedly "spiked" in a bar and she ended up in a hospital-on FOUR( !!)  separate occasions in two different cities in a span of three months).
As the "well" (of gullible guys) was going dry in the city WG lived, she moved cities.
That's where things started unravel rapidly.

First off, this WG went to visit a well-established agency with great solid reputation and very well-educated upmarket selection of ladies.
While there, a girl who spoke multiple languages addressed her in WG's native (or so she claimed) tongue-WG coudn't reply and it was very embarassing.
During that same visit another girl who's travelled the world extensively asked WG about a certain part of the foreign city WG was supposedly spent a lot of time in-again to no avail.

Then a very prominent, exceedingly well-reviewed and highly respected girl asked WG out for drinks-only to find out that WG was:
-at first talking serious nonsense (in a very puzzling manner)
-trying to slander another girl.
-trying to slander establishments she's worked for in the past
-refused to give any coherent answers about her training in a specific area of the industry (in which she claimed to be an expert).

The big crash-and-burn came when a punter got seriously upset with WGs "different" service and wrote a tell-all review.
She tried to cover things up, but he wouldn't back down and provided specific details, so there was no question of authenticity.
This brought out an avalanche of other punters who supported the original poster and claimed to have similar experience to his.

WG lost her cool. She went on crazed rants, at some stage portraying herself as suicidal (which she later denied and deleted the posts)... She claimed a death of a relative (first one, then changed it to another in the same thread)... She said she is planning to leave NZ for good... (all lies).

A lot of girls whom WG lied to in her previous communications felt betrayed and were justifiably upset.
Working ladies tend to stick up for each other, as this could be a rough industry, self-esteem  crashing and life destroying. So it really hurts to the core when you find out that you were defending and supporting a fraud who took you for a fool.

Ultimately, WG lost all credibility, good will and support of punters and other girls alike. In the process, she also lost the right to promote herself on the online forum, which is the ONLY forum of it's kind in NZ and is a very powerful marketing tool.

-Do right. Do your best. Treat others as you want to be treated- Lou Holtz

Monday, April 1, 2013

Sex is seldom FREE

Sex has been used as currency since time immemorial.
People use sex to gain status (marriage), to ensure their financial comfort (marriage/divorce), to move up professional ladder, to get ahead of competition while closing a deal-the list is endless...

Someone I know enjoyed "free" sex for a couple of years only to be trapped in a marriage (through "sudden" and "unexpected" pregnancy) which brought sheer misery to him for the next dozen or so years (and NO sex, funny that) and life-time ongoing commitment that invades his life almost daily, although marriage is long over.  I am sure we all know stories like that.

 There is a famous saying: "One does not pay a prostitute for sex. One pays for her to LEAVE".
So true. 
Sex is something that a person needs and craves. Often that craving leads people to make some really silly decisions, some of those with long-lasting consequences.
Centuries ago our ancestors figured out the way to avoid this-hence the advent of prostitution. One gets to have "sex on demand" for an agreed upon price and walk away scott-free.

It always surprises me that in this day and age some people still perceive any sex as "free".
There is no such thing.

A girl/woman you date would normally see sex as a "next step" in your relationship, in which the "last step" is marriage/committed relationship/living together. And we all know marriage is far from "free".

That hot random chick that seems to be desperate to get in your pants is most likely to have an agenda (and it's not gonna be "free" to you in the end): child support is just one possibility. There are many others, some quite ugly: like extortion/blackmail because she is actually underage and only looks mature.

Even when you come across a woman who genuinely just wants to "get her rocks off", there is a possibility of emotional attachment after sex has taken place.
During sex men and women release the bonding chemical: oxytocin and the reward chemical: dopamine-it's a highly potent combination that not only makes you crave more sex, but actually ties that craving to your sexual partner. Oestrogen (abundant in women) enhances it.

So now when you want to have your beer/surf the net/watch the game/hang out with your mates in peace, you can't because that "no strings attached" tryst became something more and she needs attention at the very least-such as the price of "free" sex.

One should tread even more carefully as far as "free" sex is concern while in a commercial transaction (i.e.prostitution).
It is, undoubtedly, very flattering to the client when a hooker seems to want to have sex with him "for free", above and beyond paid-for time.
I call it "Pretty woman" syndrome: just like a lot of women want to find their prince charming, who will whisk them away from it all and take care of them forever, many men want a woman who throws it all away just for them.

Reality is somewhat different, however.
If a hooker suddenly wants to give you sex for free, she might have grown attracted to you and wants a lot more than a "professional" relationship. If that's how you feel and what you want, then great.
However, often times it's not at all the situation.

Good examples of such happenings and consequences are described in these threads

Granted,once in a while it might be a genuine situation.
For instance, a client books me for 3 hours outcall to his upmarket hotel/very upscale house (in my home town).
Upon arrival he gives me $100 as a tip on the top of my rate ($500)-so I now have $600 in my pocket.
We proceed into relaxing conversation and sex.
Time flies by. I find the client very interesting to talk to and having a great attitude. I am very relaxed in his company.
Client cooks us a meal (or orders  room service). We soak in the jacuzzi. Client offers to give me a nice relaxing massage (or orders masseuse from hotel's spa for both of us in the room).
I most likely will stay a while-quite a bit longer than 3 hours and will offer him more sex in the process.
HOWEVER, any reasonable client will know that it is an EXCEPTION rather than the rule and would never expect it, let alone make it a benchmark for future bookings (with myself or any other WG).
He would also NOT mention this in a review (if he so inclined to write one), as others might expect the same (often without offering the same tip/extra treatments themselves).
That's why in this Hemisphere we have very clear-cut pricing: we sell TIME, i.e. $200 for an HOUR, $500 for 3 HOURS,etc. This makes things easy and uniformed for all, WGs and clients alike.

If and when a WG willingly offers you "overtime" without extra charge, accept it graciously and cautiously. Weight the situation carefully in your mind before proceeding.