OK, call me pathetic but I am one guy that does not thrive on variety for some weird reason. Once I find a provider that is halfway reliable I tend to stick with her and only her. I am a man of routine. I always gas up at the same gas station, buy my smokes at the same store, even prefer to try to get the same checkout person at the supermarket I had last time if I can. I like familiarity.
So WHY the fuck is it every ho I wind up seeing as a regular spirals down in her heroin use shortly after I start seeing her?
The latest was not even on the shit when I started with her. Then all of a sudden about 2 months ago, she tells me she has a surprise for me and to come on over... I ask her what it is, and she tells me I'll see when I get there.
I arrive, and she tells me "I got something special for you... something you told me you like"
"Ok, what is it?"
"it comes in little white bags..."
"Oh no. I told you I hate that shit. I hope you aren't doing any"
"Oh no. I'm not. My ex stopped by this morning and was trying to get me to do some, but I wouldn't. He left a bag with me. You sure you don't want any? I saved it just for you"
"why? I told you how much I hate that shit. It's caused so much fucking misery to me and people I know. I FUCKING HATE DOPE. Put it away NOW"
"I don't want to do it all by myself, you sure you don't want any?"
"YES I am sure. If you want to do it, I cannot stop you. But if you end up nodding out duirng our session, I WILL be pissed."
"Don't worry, i'm only going to do a small amount"
She proceeds to sniff about 1/4 of the bag.
"have you really been off that shit for years like you say?" I asked.
"Yes"
"I think you are likely gonna puke then. Your system is not used to it"
"no way. I won't"
Sure enough, about 5 minutes into an fairly decent BBBJ, She jumps up with her hand over her mouth and RACES to the bathroom, and spews for about 2 minutes. Comes back, attempts to finish me, but winds up nodding with my dick in her mouth.
I hung out for about 4 hours to make sure she was OK. When she'd snap out of it for brief moments I'd get the whole sob story about how everyone was always fucking her over. etc. She was upset when I finally told her I had to leave - she wanted me to sleep over.
WTF. Here I go again with another one. Professional lines being crossed, etc. I have seen her half a dozen or more times since then. SHe is up to about a couple bundles a day now. Plus methadone. I have driven her to the methadone clinic when her regular driver has flaked on her.
Now she is saying she won't charge me if I see her. Little voice in my head is saying "RUN damnit RUN. You don't need this drama"
She has actually now offered me a job to do her security, driving, etc for $100 a day, plus free service on demand. Hah. Unemployed at the moment, and the extra 100 a day to supplement my sporadic consulting gigs looks good....
So WHY the fuck is it every ho I wind up seeing as a regular spirals down in her heroin use shortly after I start seeing her?
The latest was not even on the shit when I started with her. Then all of a sudden about 2 months ago, she tells me she has a surprise for me and to come on over... I ask her what it is, and she tells me I'll see when I get there.
I arrive, and she tells me "I got something special for you... something you told me you like"
"Ok, what is it?"
"it comes in little white bags..."
"Oh no. I told you I hate that shit. I hope you aren't doing any"
"Oh no. I'm not. My ex stopped by this morning and was trying to get me to do some, but I wouldn't. He left a bag with me. You sure you don't want any? I saved it just for you"
"why? I told you how much I hate that shit. It's caused so much fucking misery to me and people I know. I FUCKING HATE DOPE. Put it away NOW"
"I don't want to do it all by myself, you sure you don't want any?"
"YES I am sure. If you want to do it, I cannot stop you. But if you end up nodding out duirng our session, I WILL be pissed."
"Don't worry, i'm only going to do a small amount"
She proceeds to sniff about 1/4 of the bag.
"have you really been off that shit for years like you say?" I asked.
"Yes"
"I think you are likely gonna puke then. Your system is not used to it"
"no way. I won't"
Sure enough, about 5 minutes into an fairly decent BBBJ, She jumps up with her hand over her mouth and RACES to the bathroom, and spews for about 2 minutes. Comes back, attempts to finish me, but winds up nodding with my dick in her mouth.
I hung out for about 4 hours to make sure she was OK. When she'd snap out of it for brief moments I'd get the whole sob story about how everyone was always fucking her over. etc. She was upset when I finally told her I had to leave - she wanted me to sleep over.
WTF. Here I go again with another one. Professional lines being crossed, etc. I have seen her half a dozen or more times since then. SHe is up to about a couple bundles a day now. Plus methadone. I have driven her to the methadone clinic when her regular driver has flaked on her.
Now she is saying she won't charge me if I see her. Little voice in my head is saying "RUN damnit RUN. You don't need this drama"
She has actually now offered me a job to do her security, driving, etc for $100 a day, plus free service on demand. Hah. Unemployed at the moment, and the extra 100 a day to supplement my sporadic consulting gigs looks good....