Fresh off the heels of meeting up with the 19-year old teacher, my Whatsapp Messenger went off about 12:20 PM as I sat on the bed.
Who was it?
A sexy-ass Cougar whom I picked up some months back at a casino [cougar photo’d below].
Arguably, this cougar is the sexiest coug I’d ever met in my life!
I salivated at the opportunity to hang out with her on the Day2, and to get my pecker into her pink flesh.
Anyway, so she hits me up at 12:21 [her texts in white].
I went straight for the jugular (meet-up) since Monday was my last night on that side of the island.
No time to dilly-dally!
I proposed she stops by my hostel…but I gave her room and leeway in case she thought that was too much of a leap.
[My texts in green]
[Above screenshot] For logistics sake, I made sure to inform her that I was staying right around the corner from the KFC.
By the way, “Liming” is a Caribbean English term for “Hanging out”…in case you didn’t know. 🙂
Now here’s where things got might interesting: she sends a voice note of 7 seconds, “TELLING” me that she needs some money to get her hair done! 😯
Remind you: this girl and me have never ever had such conversations before, hence, I gave her no reason to think that she could hit me up angling for monetary favors!
I was shocked!
In fact, this witch and me had only spoken/texted on 1 prior occasion since I’d picked her up months ago. So this was literally only the 2nd time we ever communicated: and she has the nerve to demand or ask that I give her $$$ for a haircut!
[Her messages in white]
Anyway, so in the voice note, she told me that she wanted money to cut her hair off, so that’s why I asked, “why would tou want to do such a thing”?
Granted: I was NOT- and I repeat- NOT, going to give her a dime!
This was pure disrespect in my eyes, to have a stranger virtually hit me up for money: someone who’s employed and has a husband might I add!
Nevertheless; “What’s in it for me”, I wanted to know.
Don’t hit me up expecting shit for free!
Had she come over, I damn sure wouldn’t give her the $30 bucks to spend time, neither for sex.
However, it’s just appalling to see these gold-digging harlots thinking they can have free access to other guy’s resources.
I’m not your boyfriend neither your husband!
Ask them for $30 bucks to get a haircut!
Don’t ask me!
In any case, I played along with it somewhat by asking her what was in it for me.
She didn’t reply when I asked her if she was down for keeping me company.
That was it.
The bitch afterwards blocked me on Whatsapp.
I find it amusing whenever gold-digging whores block or delete me for not being a used jelly-back who succumbs to their subtle trickery.
I can respect a prostitute a whole lot more than a gold-digger, because at least with the hooker, you as the guy know for certain that you’re getting something for your money.
These gold-diggers want to use, use, use and not give a fucking inch.
They expect, but not expect the guy to expect a return from his monetary investments and favors.
At the end of the day: I don’t pay for sex, nor do I give women money for any purpose at all!
Giving women money, and spending on them, without a tangible return, is against my personal and game code!
As they say in Japan: Sayonara!