Phoebe in ShowPark Market, Part 1
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An early afternoon :
I arrived in the afternoon. Most of the rooms were empty. I made circles again and again. There are only few clients, you can take the time to discuss. The girls are arriving little by little. They arrive, they take a shower, change, take a drink at the bar, and then begin their shift. Or they discuss together.
Some very attractive girls :
I noticed two or three girls much more attractive than the others : super slim, tall, with a very nice face, not vulgar, without tattoos. I finished my circle and arrived to the most attractive girl of the girl ?
Are you Czech ?
She was very friendly and simple. Her simplicity was contrasting with her striking beauty. Something was unusual with her. So I asked her :
- "You're Czech ??!! "
- indeed she was
- I asked her her name, she gave me her Czech name : *
- Naturally I called her * + unka
- She works as dancer in the clubs near the * border.
Phoebe is tall, slim, blond. Her boobs are a little bit small. Her ass is very small. She proposed me to join her in her room. I was mesmerized.
She confirmed that I could use my condoms. There was only shot : "it is the game", and the shower reduces the real time duration.
A busy girl :
I left and immediately after a guy entered her room. I came back a little bit later, he was already gone. Then the room was busy again, for a long time. I waited, and then I left. I thought that i will come back at the end of the shift. Finally, I didn't. After all the other guys, it was probably not the best moment.
The curtain :
I came back in the early afternoon. She has still some stuff in her room. I went at the bar. When I came back, the curtain was occulting her room : she was inside. She was getting ready. I waited. She opened the curtain. She was talking on the phone. She saw me. I thought she was ready. But suddenly she pushed again the curtain.
Does it mean thatv she didn't want to have a meeting with me, or was she just busy on the phone ? I was wondering.
I was hesitating. The obvious choice was to leave, she made clear that she didn't want a stalker. On the other hand, she was just on the phone doing some stuff. Finally I decided to stay, even if it seemed quite shameful. Anyway.
The curtain opened again. This time, she had a better composition. She was nice like yesterday. She was leaving. She explained me that she was going to the bar picking up a drink, and after that she will be available.
I came back later. She was already back. I was still hesitating to do the meeting.