Toddler Steps in Wonderland - my 4th SB visit in Navi Mumbai - Sai Darbar, Nerul
The student is always eager to learn and in my current role of gathering knowledge about SB's just like the honeybee who collects nectar by visiting flowers, on 29th January yet another escapade was planned and I landed at the doorsteps of Sai Darbar SB, Nerul, at an around 7pm. Was tempted to go to Sneha as i had some familiarity due to my earlier maiden visit. Discipline is an important ingredient of education and the same goes for the subject of mongerology, so controlled my mind to submission and keep the objective of Sai Darbar visit on sight. The SB is in ground floor and perhaps the DB is on the first floor ( I didn't climb up ). Upon entering the SB part of Sai Darbar what stuck me is the pitch darkness. It's dark like the darkest night and I couldn't even see my hands. As eye got adjusted to the darkness I moved towards the last row of twin seater table, noticed that all the tables have a high front facing partition walls. Shadowy feminine forms approached my table, I couldn't make out the form or face the group of about 5-6 ladies were trying to use the phone torch to illuminate their faces. Situation was like an out of the cut scene from a hollywood horror movie. One of them said something in Marathi and that stuck my ears ( devoid of visionary senses in the pitch dark room it seems my auditory and tactlle senses were super active ). Over the past few days my encounters were with 100% Bong or east Indian lasses, a Marathi voice amidst this was a welcome change and I invited Sunitha from Pune to share a beer with me. From the word go Sunitha was interested for a short time outside which would I guess would have been a nothing less than 3k affair. Short on cash as well as time and not very sure of her face and form ( figure seemed to be good, soft and cuddly type is what I could make out with my tactile imagery formation ) and a friendly attitude, I decided against any further full time sexual activity with her. Told her next time for sure while she generously fondled junior inside my pants. Body side she was a cuddly delight and nice figure with a very high service orientation ( she was promising me the moon if i take her out ), I could not at all make out how she looks in the face ). While 500 was in my mind as parting fees she was hell bent in getting few hundreds out of my pocket. There were no hundreds with me, only two-hundred and five hundreds. Had to give in to her ardent imploring and fervent requests that I parted with a two hundred in addition to the five hundred. I found that I lack that hard nosed negotiation skills when it comes to women who have fallen in bad times and is under an economy enforced situation of entertaining strangers like me. It's not a moral backlash of conscience , it's a feeling of pure sympathy that I experience many a times during my mongering nights and days, not only for a sexual quest but also catching a glimpse of life stories of some brave girls fighting it out in the big bad good world. Afterall all of us have to etche out our living in this earth so I reckon few hundreds gain or loss can be taken on the stride.
Damages : Suneetha : 700 /- Beer : 550 /- Coatwalla : 200 /- Total : 1450 /-