Okay....sordid details on my "incident" in Atlantic City

Well...since folks asked...here it is.  Please do not judge me.

Okay....details:  I have my regular gal I call when I am in AC for my massage.  Her name is "Sherri", a sweet, talented, perfect body woman from Hubei Province in China.  This woman is PERFECT, worth every black chip I can put my grubby hands on!  My God!  Her skills are so incredible I cannot find words to even begin to describle what she can do to a man!  After she finishes with me I have to just lay there for two hours staring at the ceiling!

Anway, I call her this trip and her talent agent says she is not available (damn!)  but "Cindy" is filling in for her.  So, I say, "OKAY...send over Cindy." 

Cindy was supposed to arrive at my suite at 10 pm., but didn't show up until 10:45 with some excuse about her car not being able to start.  AND..instead of my perfect asian princess, Cindy was a 40 something bar-fly looking American woman:  Her hair was bleached, she had a snorting/weezing laugh, she kept talking about the show "Jersey Shore" to the point I thought  she had O.C.D., and her skin was in ruin with sun damage.  I easily spoted 4 dozen moles that should be examined by a doctor!  She asked if she could remove her shirt (an Old Navy tee shirt that said 2006!) and before I could say "yes" she pulls it off only for me to have the horror of watching her womanhood sag just about completely to her waist!  Having been so used to Sherri's perfect, perky globes, this was unbelievably bad. 

She began the massage, but I was just not into it.  So, I told her to leave.  She asked for the black chips and I said "no" because I did not get my usual quality of service.  So I pitched her a couple of greens for the trouble.  Yeah, she cussed me out pretty good, but, hey, I get these massages NOT because I am looking for a life time of love and commitment! 

I went downstairs to the casino floor at the Tropicana feeling disappointed and then out to the Boardwalk...really bummed out!  When.....I was approached by a very, very attractive woman who "propositioned" me.  I told her I wanted to do something that did NOT require the exchange of body fluids because I don't normally find dates out in the wild!  She said that would be fine and asked what I wanted.  Well, I was in a "mood" by now so I asked to be given a spanking back in my room, and I wanted her to use my belt.  (Ahhhh...it is Corinthian Leather...good quality!)  Well....she turned out to be with law enforcement.  Three other cops showed up and handcuffed me.  Hmmm...by the way, the female cop who cuffed me and stuffed me into the back of the police cruiser was rather attractive...so that provided a cheap thrill.  At the station, they just ran a background on me and I posted $250 and was gone.  I went back to the casino within two hours and ended up winning $650 at roulette.

A very, very interesting night, indeed.  But.......I sure missed Sherri.  She can have all my black chips ANY day.  There are a few women in this world I will throw money at....and she tops my list!

Man, all of this ordeal because you didn't get you favorite masseuse?  Perhaps there's some way you could plan for her in advance of your next trip.

At least the trip ended well with the Roulette wins 

The cop sting looks like entrapment to me.  You should have a case imo.

OMG  unbelievable that you picked a cop.  A very expensive "mistake" but so glad you won some cash to cheer you up.

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IMO, if a man or woman wants to sell sex or spankings or spitting in your face to get you off, then they should. Having prostitution illegal wastes so much money and manhours that could be spent on better things.  On a side note, I need to get some pointers from your lady to use on the hubby.  GGRRR!!!!

What an interesting night you had,Doc...
I am ashamed to say I was rather enjoying reading your story than feeling bad about the situation you were in(sorry) because you have a great writing skill and I think you really should consider writing hot steamy romance novels.
Anyway, I too am glad you won more than enough to cover what was lost and sorry you didn't get to see your beloved Sherri.

Hmmm...makes me wonder what I can do to my man to staring at the ceiling for two hours even after I'm done with him...better get busy think about this. 8'| 

move here, not gonna get busted for prostitution..nothing wrong with money exchanging hands for sex; just can't solicit it.....should someone wish to 'gift' money after the fact, that's their business
it's how escorts get away with it, they have dates, charge a feee, pay their taxes....money crosses hands no probs..just can't promise sex, you just find the ones where ya know it's a given

My goodness doc! You have got to be one of the most candid people I have ever encountered! I admire that a great deal...

As for the adventure... you sure seem like a person who knows how to let his hair down and PAR-TEEEEEEEE...

I am thinking that the "masseuse" had a friend in law enforcement and they set you up cause you didn't give her the black chips! Stick with Sherri in future!

katt

I asked my lawyer when I got back home if it was entrapment.  She  said "probably not."  The Sting is allow to ask "what you looking for?"  Which is what happened.  I gave a very specific answer.  But, I just paid the fine.  I'm not running for public office nor am I a priest.  I'll just get it expunged in a year.  No big deal.

Yeah.....Sherri is magic.  I would give her a mountain of black chips!  If I REALLY like a woman, then I become a money slave to her.

Now that was an unlucky day, at least until you got back to the roulette. Make sure Sherri is around next time and don't trust women who try to "proposition" you...

I am trying to get hold of Sherri now.  I might fly her in for the weekend

Doc, I agree with another poster here that you are a GREAT writer!
You shared that story in a way that took us with you lol.  I'm sorry about the trouble, but it looks like God has a sense of humor and gave you a nice win for your time. Perhaps, the lesson is to slooooow down a bit and enjoy your own company!
It's a good thing that you didn't run into a girl with a gun fetish!