I had some time leftover after my Tahoe camping trip, checked into a Reno hotel and decided to go to the Mustang Ranch. There was no lady in mind, I had not even checked their webpage to see who was there. I sat down at the bar and turned my chair to a lady doing the pole dance on the stage. I had met this lady in passing perhaps 2 years ago, but it was easily a less-than-30-seconds encounter. I remembered it vaguely but didn't expect her to remember me as I am Just-Another-Guy. Not only did I have no lady in mind, but I wasn't necessarily even going to party. I thought I might negotiate with the prettiest lady who approaches me. And if it didn't work out, it would broaden my experience in not letting a pretty escort cloud my thinking.
Ada Marie was that lady. She was the first who approached and I thought "Wow! She is gorgeous." She sat down with me and I bought her a drink. As we talked for a bit getting to know each other, it was totally awesome. She asked for my SIN name and, while she did not remember our brief meeting, she knew my name. Apparently, a lady had mentioned me to her. I would have been happy just to stay there and gaze at her loveliness while we shared some stories. We both laughed about our rather similar background stories concerning upbringing and the path laid out for our futures. I bought her a second drink and told her I dreaded ending our bar time with negotiations because I was having a great time.
Ada snagged Victoria, now in a managerial position, to say hello to me because I said I had partied with Victoria 2 years ago. Victoria hugged me as we clearly remembered our awesome party. The kind of conversation Ada and I were having went like this: "Now you have talked to the two hottest redheads in the house." I certainly had. Convo. got around to rude and wild clients and she said the worst one shouted "Fuck that little pussy" as he was doing just that. Another one said "This is for you, Ada" as he climaxed in the party. I told her I was going to yell both of those if we partied. Finally, she invited me to the negotiation.
Keep that poker face, I told myself. While I had no definite party plan, I already knew I would cave in because I hadda have her.
It turned out well. This was one of the easiest negotiations. She wanted a serious budget answer and we quickly worked it out.
And the best part was incredible. She was so energetic and enthusiastic and our laughing about things continued throughout the party. We both yelled "Fuck that little pussy" at appropriate times and she climaxed once (among many times) and yelled "This is for you, [Just-Another-Guy]."
That caused a total breakdown of rythym as we busted out laughing, but we recovered. I actually did not yell it back at my climax, so I will have to meet her again to correct that one day.
I got Ada Marie to sit back down at the bar with me and talk a bit more after the party. I told her how, somehow she is completely different than expected. Perhaps it is the fired -temper redhead stereotypes, or perhaps it is her striking beauty that makes a guy assume she is unattainable, but she is so not what you would expect. She's such an intelligent witty woman and she's so easy to talk to, she adapted to my joking around and joked just as good. I tend to fall in love for an hour if she's awesome- just puppy love (intense but relatively shallow romantic attachment) and I think that's what Ada heard about me, so when I admitted I hadda have her, she admitted she hadda have me too.
