Out With a Bang

So I told you about Summer (my first trip into the world of craigslist’s “services – erotic”) a couple posts ago and mentioned that I would most likely be posting the other story a bit later. Well, since I really have nothing to do – boredom has become a constant companion as of late – and since there’s nothing much else to write about; I figured I’d waste some time by typing up my second story of Internet purchased debauchery. Let me now introduce you to Reagan – don’t know her “real” name, but Reagan was the name she was going by…

It was the last Thursday at my over-priced apartment and I was actually planning to move to my new residence on the CSUCI campus that evening. Since I was moving out of the apartment and since I was going to be moving into Chris’ house, I figured this would be the perfect time to utilize one of the “outcall” escorts. Giving my address to the girl wouldn’t be an issue as I wasn’t even going to be living there anymore and there is no way in Hell that I would be inviting a prostitute (or sorry, an “escort”) to Chris’ house; so I gave Reagan a call somewhere around noon.

She looked pretty hot from the pictures posted and was claiming to be the “Ultimate GFE” (another one of those codes that you need to know … GFE is GirlFriend Experience – you can find the definition online if you’re interested…) so I figured I’d give her a call and depart my apartment “with a bang”. When I spoke with her I discovered that she would be coming from Santa Barbara – about an hour’s drive from Thousand Oaks; but as long as I agreed to an hour minimum purchase, she seemed to be fine with it. I suggested that she head down around 6:00pm and was instructed to call her back at 4:00 to get the final arrangements set. That was cool … I figured I could head over to CSUCI afterward or just put off the move until Friday – I was already contracted to pay for another week at the apartment and had no actual “need” to be leaving that night anyway…

So I called Reagan back just prior to leaving work for the day and gave her the address. We actually got along rather well on the phone although I suppose that just might have been part of the “Ultimate GFE” advertised. We arranged it where she should be arriving at the apartment somewhere around 6:30 that evening. I left work, stopped by the ATM for a bit of a withdrawal, headed to a liquor store to pick up a bottle of Patron and returned to the apartment. It was then that it occurred to me that I had eaten nothing that day – I was pretty hungry…

When Reagan arrived, I inquired if she might be interested in getting a bite to eat prior to starting the clock on the “escort” service and she was cool with the idea. I ended up taking her out to TGI Friday’s and buying her a steak dinner. So not only was she getting the service fee for her “services”, she also got a free dinner out of me. But that’s cool … I was hungry and I really did need to eat…

After dinner we headed back to the apartment and had some fun. It was pretty much the standard routine. She didn’t allow any kissing on the mouth (I believe she said something like “not on the first date”) although I was able to “convince” her into letting me get away with some cunnilingus. I don’t know … it was a decent time. Never worth what you end up paying, but that can be said about most women, I guess… At least with these you’re guaranteed to score.

So that was that – my final night at the over-priced apartment. I put off the moving until Friday but that was no big deal – it just meant that I would be moving into the house alone for the weekend. But I was able to get some sex – it’s looking like that’s not going to be happening again anytime soon…

bis später,

Coriolis