Holly, I know you must be lonely since Aria Giovanni moved to the East Coast, but you're courting the wrong sort of attention.

Firstly, you complain that DaBurglar isn't stalking you and that you feel left out, then you leak out this little titbit of information. (Courtesy of http://www.lukeisback)

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Holly Randall Picks Up A Hooker

Holly Randall writes:

When I was 17 years old, and had just graduated high school, my parents sent my boyfriend and I to Europe for three weeks as a graduation present. That trip was the beginning of my sexual awakening as a teenager-- and is started at our final stop in Amsterdam.

On our second to last night, after many beers and several joints, we decided to do what we'd been thinking about since we'd arrived: hiring a hooker in the Red Light District. Since my boyfriend at the time didn't have a lot of money (he ran out in the middle of our trip) I was left to pay for everything afterwards. I, too, was running low on cash so we couldn't afford the really beautiful girls. But, we didn't want to nab just some old dried up hag, so we actually shopped around. I'm not kidding—we'd approach a prostitute, ask for her rate, and then inquire as to her specialties, etc. A few got pretty annoyed when we told them we'd have a look around and perhaps come back later, but those were the kinds of girls who were having a slow day, and for obvious reasons.

Eventually we settled on a fairly plump black lady—I remember she smelled nice and insisted on putting a condom on my boyfriend before giving him a blowjob. I thought how disgusting that might taste, but I was thankful she was being careful. She refused to go down on me when my boyfriend asked her to—actually, it was more like she pretended not to hear. After a little while I gave up and just watched my boyfriend fuck the shit out of her. And honestly, that was the biggest turn on of the entire experience. It made me realize I didn't actually find girls sexually attractive, but watching my man plow this woman in a way that made me wonder how she was going to walk the next day—well, that was pretty hot.



Encouraging DaBurg to stalk you, then revealing you are not unfavourably disposed to paying for someone else's hooker is a sure fire recipe to get DaBurg stalking you! It's the classic one-two sucker punch that he will be unable to resist.

If I see any posts from you wherein you suggest that 'Harvard grads do it for me everytime!', then I'm calling your mother and telling her it's time for an intervention.