Sandra the Colombiana:
Offered an hour for cien. I countered with 90 minutes for $130.00 with the possibility of a $20.00 propina if the session rocked my world.
We got back to the SL and she demanded the $150.00 up front. "That wasn't our deal," I complained and immediately began guiding her to the door. "My bad Spanish," I suggested. "No offenso, mami'."
"No, I want the amount we agreed...a hundred - fifty."
"No. Our deal was a hundred thirty for 90 minutes with the possibility of up to a $20.00 propina."
I then offer $100.00 for one hour, including the time we've already spent in the cab and haggling at the room.
She refuses. I tried to get back to the original offer/price/time, but now she's got the $150.00 in her sights and won't let go.
Eventually, with me insisting that she leave with $2.00 taxi fare, she relents. "I don't want to get a reputation of being the whore who screwed over a blind guy," she explains.
Total time in room/cama: 90 minutes, more or less. Total cost $102.00.
Ya just never know.
How was the session? Shit. A total waste of a Benjamin and a red fish.
Ah well, someday I'll learn. Maybe I'll even de velop as muchh game as some of the vets and expats around here. One can only hope.
