So the guy I saw gave me a feeling on the phone but I couldnt place it.
I should always follow my instinct.
I knew something was weird about him ... probably mentally a little off.
I told him to call right before the appointment and the phone started ringing at 3:05 instead of of right before 3:30. The brat had just walked in the door so I wasnt about to answer it as she was getting ready for the gym. The guy kept calling over and over and she was getting mad and asking why I wasnt answering it. Now I specifically told him not before 3:30 because the kid gets out of school at 3. He didnt listen though.
Finally about 3:15 she leaves and I get a message from him saying he didnt know why I wasnt picking up, he was here, blah blah blah.
I called him back and he was on the corner and seemed slightly annoyed and I reminded him the appointment was at 3:30, not 3 pm.
I told him just to come then because I was free since the brat left.
When he walked in, I was immediately uneasy. Its kind of the way I felt the night I was robbed but not so threatened... I just felt like..something wasnt right.
Just like my mother and grandmother, I have an excellent sense of impending danger or "feelings".
He was really really polite but I still felt he wasnt really the person he was pretending to be.
He kept looking at me in a strange way... it was almost a look that says, "Im hiding something".
He was too polite and too quiet. He took his phone and placed it strategically on my refridgerator and said, "Ill just put this over here".
I noticed he placed it in a way that the camera was facing the massage table and I realized he was taping me.
So I took at small towel and placed it over the phone while he was face down.
He thought he was smart but fortunately I was smarter.
He was silent during most of the massage and then I started asking him about his life. He gave me a story about marrying an asian girl and I realized it was probably just that... a story. The anger I heard coming from him, hidden anger, tells another story than the one he told.
He also told me that he was the guy who called me last year and I wouldnt see him because he had a few freaky requests. Not really freaky but things I dont DO. Not that there was anything wrong with his requests, but I told him I was too vanilla for him. I asked him why he tricked me and came anyways a year later and he said because he wanted to try my massage and that I lived up to what people said....however, during the ending he kept sighing lol and acted so obviously bored and disconted that I actually asked him what was wrong because it was ridiculously obvious. He hymned and hawed and said very uncertainly... "no everythings fine I guess" and he kind of snickered as he said it.
He was basically letting me know that I bored the SHIT out of him but he wanted to finish. We were already past the hour at this point of course with no end in sight. His dick didnt have a wonderful odor which indicates to me that he probably had a trichonoma or bacterial infection so I didnt want to put my mouth there.
I told him I had to finish up and I was going to give it another couple of minutes at which point he immediately came. So he was actually holding back I think, not as bored as he pretended to be.
I told him at that point that I was sorry he wasnt happy and I said, "Look when I told you the first time that I wasnt the one for you on the phone, you should have listened. I know when someone is not going to enjoy their time with me. Im sorry you didnt enjoy yourself but I really tried."
He just sat there looking at me with this odd look on his face. I cleaned him up and since we were already 75 minutes into a 60 minute session I thought he would get up and get dressed but he wasnt budging.
I got dressed and finally he did too....but when he stood up and saw the towel over his little camera he got a very suprised look on his face and I felt a great satisfaction at that.
I figured he probably wouldnt pay me but he silently stuck the donation under my clock when he thought I wasnt looking...it was like he wanted me to look around and ask for it. He had this little smile on his face, god it was so fucking creepy and he kept trying to catch my eye but I wouldnt even look at him.
He left then.
I was literally shaking during the whole massage with my heart in my throat. I KNEW something wasnt right with him and now see on the board that he actually has girls working FOR HIM.
Why he came to see me I do not know but I will never ever see someone who tried to tape me again. My instinct told me something was wrong and Ill listen to it from now on. I actually started to say to him during the bodyrub that I wasnt going to continue and for him to get dressed and leave but I had already worked too hard for 45 minutes at that point.
Anyways, thats the first really bad session I have had and I hope to god its the last!