Angola’s finest

Following from this post.

She Called me on Wednesday night (last week) to let me know that she couldn’t do friday nights date, but she wanted to reschedule for sunday.  She also rambled on the phone for about an hour.  Investing, and telling me how funny i am.

Sunday comes around and she calls me, she wants to meet in a pub near her house, it’s a nice area, I know it very well, and not far from my place so i agree.

As I arrive, she turns up, looking fantastic, her fake tits spilling out of her low-cut top.  I bounce her to a local pub for a drink, then to a Jazz bar around the corner.  She buys the drinks, and i fall into my tried and tested date game… It’s all going amazingly…. shes laughing at my jokes, sending loads of ioi’s and telling me how funny i am, how good i make her feel etc etc.

During the conversation the topic changes to her career,  currently she works in fashion as a store manager, and also on the weekends as a hired gun at a posh west end club.

She is bragging about the type of rich guys that she meets in these clubs and how some guy has offered her a job as some type of personal assistant.  I take it as a shit test, and just ignore and carry on.  She then tells me of her ambition to meet these guys in the rich circles and work as a PA for them.  She asks my opinion on how she can meet these guys, i tell her the best way is to get some experience, apply to an exclusive PA agency and voila.

No.

She wants to know where she can meet high value (read : Beta) guys with loads of money.  I figure good luck, she knows what she’s working with, i guess she figures she can charm her way in.

I tell her tho : “I’m not sure that this is the most solid career plan, These guys might think you’re a prostitute” (Paraphrasing)

here’s a little sneaky vid from the date,Gives you a good view of what im dealing with as far as tits go.  (its a terrible video)

later on, were sick of the band, so we decide to take a walk, she’s investing more, telling me all about her ex boyfriend etc etc.  And how she’s “closed off her heart to guys” but I’m so nice etc etc.

I decide to cut her short (she already knows what im interested in – ive verbally escalated her numerous times.
“Listen, I’m leaving London in 3 months, I think you’re a nice girl, but nothing can happen between us, we can’t be boyfriend and girlfriend.  I think your cool and we have a good time. We can hang out, have fun (pull her in close – whisper in her ear) and fuck each others brains out”

She blushes, and in a straight face, says

“the only way we can do that, is if you paid me”

I can’t exactly remember my reaction, but it basically ended up with me, backing away saying

“ok”  and giving her the imaginary finger guns

(to explain what i mean – please see below)

A fat bitch and a chode do finger guns.