I need a miricle right now

and I got one it was the end of the night and a dapper gentleman came in usually dumber than a box of rocks but not this one. He knew what he wanted and he wanted a room for an hour...with me...that rarely happens these days. I walk him back to my usual room do my usual dance and I look up at him with this cheshire grin and these eyes that glow. Rarely do I get butterflies but I think I'm going to puke. we stop and talk he's actually charming a first, not handsy, and our hour is up.

how about I grab your dick a little harder

Lately red hasn't been feeling like RED MOTHER FUCKERS. Till last night this Indian man came in and wanted to negotiate a dance. We all know I don't do that. So I asked him what he thought a fair price would be he said In Houston you could make out, and touch whatever for $30. This is bullshit I know girls in Huston and that far from true. So I reached down and put his dick in a vice grip. So much so he apologized, and I asked if I come to his job ask him to write code for free and more of it, he of course said no. At this point he wants me to let go of his balls and my hand was getting a cramp, he said his friend had the money, so I grabbed his hand and we went on a little adventure to find him. Turns out it was broke dick's last day in the country...I convinced him he had quite a story to tell back home. He admitted the dance was good but I assume it's the last time he's going to be negotiating dances again