Posted: 2018-03-16 10:10:34
So let me give yous my experience. Past December was spent in deep depression, like a motherfucker.
All because of "Kryptonite Girl". She used to be on ESA, operated from Sandton but lives in Randburg, then made good and got a job for realizes, but had (according to her) only 5 clients whom she will continue to see in the evenings and weekends. There were probably more "special clients".
But I kind of landed up in the friend zone too. When I booked her for example on a weekend, I'd either stay over or she'd stay over by me at no extra charge. Or we'd meet up for breakfast/lunch/dinner/coffee and sit and talk kak for hours. I'll admit I was always a bit embarrassed when hanging out in Rosebank or Sandton becoz she is a hot blonde and I'm a chromosome short of Quasimodo on the ugly scale.
And memorable for me is her taking me out on her tab to a restaurant, insisting she pays, because she just wants to treat me. And lovely memory of her going all the way to Khan's butchery in Fordsburg to buy halaal meat an then inviting me over on a weekend to cook for me. Even met her brother and sister in law once. When she was down or had a bad day, shed call me, even late at night, and tell me to make her laugh. Fond memory of her spraying red wine spraying all over me in fit of laughter at some kak I talk.
But here's the thing, she realy was my kryptonite, I was like putty in her hands and when it came to sex it was not fucking it was more like slow long sensual lovemaking when I spent time with her by means of paid booking. I never once thought of telling her how I feel when I'm with her. I was happy to be at least somehow in the friend zone. She is literally way outta my league.
Then it happened. Not even a fucking phone call. 1st week of December, received a whatsapp "I can't see you anymore". I was like huh? WTF? Where is this coming from? She then drop it like its hot -- "I met someone, I'm getting engaged". And the loser in me then asks her, can we still be friends, just normal buddies still? Her answer: "No. Never. Not ever". And so it all came to a crushing halt. Kryptonite Girl no more. I didn't even know she met some douche who would propose. Took me weeks to get over feeling like a cunt. Valuable lesson learnt. Just keep it business. Nothing more.
And so life goes on. And Skommelling. And Punting.
I recently on the Facebook thread made mention of a particular massage girl in Pretoria whose FB page had me smiling all the time and even made me break out in loud laughter reading her posts and pic captions. She's absolutely gorgeous and a crazy sense of humour. Just yesterday evening I was smiling at a hilarious pic of herself in some Wonder Woman outfit and then she says "don't worry, I'm still wearing my granny panties underneath". I just love women who dont take themselves seriously and have a sense of humour. I'm hoping to meet her soon, it will be my first time ever booking a massage girl but her sense of humour has already got me hooked! Hope she will see a charou. I just hope she aint gonna be a Kryptonite Girl 2 in the making!
So we live and learn. This punting game can realy fuck us up.