You guys concider it extras??? wow, American women are trouble. For $20 at the club I go to (no charge for vip, its free to enter), I get tits to the face mininial, dirty talk, some dirty talk(chicks suck at it, although I could problably do betterthan I have, I was nervous at first when I started going so I underachieved), and a spanking (her not me, I don't bottom),
Here's my usual routine. Joke with chick when she sits down, to weed out boring chicks from fun ones. Then I start asking questions, where is it okay to touch you, do you have a good imagination (must), do you mind roleplaying(must
), I like to play slavegirl and the emperor, do you have a problem with that? I've never had a girl say she was.
If she ever asked money beyond the price of lap dances, I'd say no. $20 per dance. I'm already paying you, why would I pay more for mere words? Especially when plenty of other girls do it for no extra money.
Plus aren't extras supposed to be payments for illegal services, where dirty talk is totally legal?
To be far I'm very unhappy about the quality of dirty talk I've been giving the girls, they seem to enjoy it once they get used to it, but subpar filth
is shameful on my part when I know I'm capable of superme, godly, soul damning, rapture inspiring filth. I need to set the bar higher.
I took a seminar on dirty talking once, I used to write erotic stories, with thousands or more readers, in some cases in exchange for free access to pay porn sites. I got emails from women telling me how they they multiorgasmed to my stories (to be fair I also got flames to), my main publishing webmiteress was BDSM model that used to masterubate to my stories. She loved my work that she sarted auo excepting them. My words were the words that launched a thousand creamy loads!
I've read up on nlp and hypnosis, I once in high school I used hypnosis to convince a girl she had a fly up her nose.
I invent universes and empires while working on landscaping, inside my head just for fun.
By the time Im done finished she should be so engrossed, so entranced, so enthralled when I ask how many songs was that she has no idea!
Im so disappointed with myself, disgusted really for exaccepting less then I am capable of.
Also why am I role playing an Emperor, when I could be role playing a primordial diety of absolute soul devouring depravity, a being of omnipotent lust.
Next time I get a dance Ièm giving myself a promotion. Ièm worth it, and Ièm going to do much better.
Sorry for the rant

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