SinCity wrote:
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Some of the girls - are you listening Chantal? - bring all the enthusiasm of the DMV worker handing you your renewed driver's license or the lunch lady serving the mac & cheese at the school cafeteria.
Describes her perfectly, but shockingly just by speaking some Spanish with her & joking around in the room before the session she showed me a very good time. I took a shot with her & it worked out!
During my trip last spring I found her stern and quiet, permanently anchored to her spot at the front end of the couch. I made a point of sitting by her side and engaging in conversation over the course of a week. Brought her a nice gift. Saved her for my last session before leaving for the airport, but at the last minute it turned into a dupla when another one of the Nicas showed up that morning.
Insisted on giving me a massage, did not play well with her fellow Nica, would blankly stare at you as if the whole process was learning to change a carborator on a Chevy, CBJ, very little DFK, etc. Sure, I was pretty tapped by the end of that trip, and it took me a while to finish, but she had all the warm of a Jiffy Lube technician.
Reminded me of an exchange between a GI and a Vietnamese provider in 1969 after they just finished a session:
GI: Um....while we were doing it, did I hurt you?
Provider: No, you did not hurt me. Why do you ask?
GI: Well, I asked because you moved.