How long would you wait? part two

 The plot thickens. When these girls don’t want anything to do with me unless it involves money, I don’t take it personally. I know that if I say no, they just call the next guy on the list. I don’t consider myself a better date than these other men. Rather I consider them even harder to deal with than me for these girls. This is all about how quickly they can get money to get high. Nothing else! Always remember rule number one! These girls are extremely inventive and scheming on how to earn another dollar. They are all hustlers. Beware, because you are not. If you’re reading this blog, then you are exactly where you need to be. Do not think you are smarter than them, because they are fast talkers. Don’t be the same fool that thinks he can win in three card monte.

With the exception of the other sluts I regularly see, Who know not to tap me every day for money, it seems that the brunette and the cousin are constantly trying to get money out of me for whatever reason, be at five dollars or $100. They are fiending like starving vampires. I am a predictable date. They can come over here, go through my fridge, pocket anything small enough that looks interesting that I won’t notice, spend time out on the porch and in the bathroom, and spent roughly 20 minutes letting me fuck them. I am pretty dull and boring when it comes to fucking too. A quick blow job or eating them out, and then lately all the girls like missionary for some reason because they’re fucking lazy and just like to lay there and let me do it. They also know that I’ll go for a little bit and then blast a load in them. It’s all very mechanical and predictable. Afterwords they even try to get me to buy them more things like cigarettes and food. They also know they can hit me nearly every other day. Before Covid this was manageable. Girls used to charge $40 and no extra shit. Now they want $60, $80, $100, they want me to go shopping with them, buy them cigarettes and food. When I try to stop her cut back, they keep calling and calling. They invent lies to get me to pick them up. Today was such a lie invented by the cousin. Each lie contains a kernel of truth. What this means is plausible deniability, not that they are telling the truth in any way. They are not. They are lying to you.

The cousin wanted me to give her family a ride to see her dying grandmother. (You heard me right.) originally, she just wanted me to pay $20 for a cab. I’m sure by now you can understand that this was entirely bullshit. She then asked for five dollars of which I declined. We hadn’t made plans for me to leave work early and give her a ride because she said time was sensitive. I explained all this to my boss so that he could get a chuckle out of it. I had no intentions of leaving. I didn’t hear from her till much later. I will let you read the rest, rather than give a summary.

At this point, a thug I've seen once before came out of the trap house double wide trailer and demanded that I leave. Up until now, I've only seen a group of three leave when I first arrived ten minutes ago.