8/11/05 1:47 PM: The Translation (more or less)
I am going to tell a story that happened to me when I wasn't known here and was advertising in the newspaper.
For now I can only tell things that happened since I have been on the internet, at least being sure that it would be safe for me, I don't want to take any chances, you will understand, I hope... Many clients who know me already know my stories, but only the latest gossip, and not those in the diaries at my beginning. I keep those in the bank for the project I have in mind.
I had a regular client for about 6 months, he came every Tuesday and was very correct with me. We developed a good confidential relationship and I can say friendly also, up to a certain point.
He had told me already that he had some intestinal problems. Who doesn't, I told myself? Anyway, he had already said to me that he would like to try a prostate massage one day, and I had responded to him no problem, when you're ready, I will do it to you, I am not going to enter the door without knocking all the same...
Then, the fateful day arrived, and I was ready, I had my rubber gloves on and lubricated. All was going well, I performed as if I had done this all my life, in one hand the HJ and in the other hand the finger inside the a...
He seemed to be not doing badly, I told myself that it was going well. And I continued. I had said to him initially that if I was hurting him, or if there was any problem to stop me. As he hadn't stopped me I continued.
What I'm going to say isn't very funny when it first happened, but I find it very funny today... It has to be said that I wasn't laughing when it happened to me.
Let's return to my client who I am going to call Pierre..
Then Pierre is on the verge of coming, I feel it by his contractions, and I continue. It's then that he came and that he splashed me with shit at the same time!
It has to be said that I hadn't expected a simultaneous finale and that I was super disgusted with all this. Those who know me know that I am sitting on the massage table, and that I have the client's spread limbs before me, then, let's imagine this scenario!
Poor Pierre, he was so ill-at-ease, and me covered in shit!
I remembered his intestinal problems!
To make a long story short, I imagine that he was so ashamed of himself that he never came back and I lost one of my best regular clients.
This ended up in the shower of course, and I had to pick up the mess that had been made! I had to take 4 showers in a row, and I soaked in my bathtub for at least 1 hour with the bubbles up almost to my ears, I still thought that I smelled like shit!
Ouffff....
Look: Tall thin blond with moustache and glasses, a rather large penis and tight butt. Dressed well enough.
Personality: Nice guy, fun to talk with, always some funny gossip to report to me about his job... he was a lawyer.
Repeat: No... unless to be masochistic, which isn't my thing...
Maylee