Just wanted to pass along something that happened to me. Too many times we hear about guys ripping us ladies off and it would be nice to hear about the times the guys made mistakes and made good on it.
I met a guy from TER tonight and everything went very well. Well, after he left I checked the money and found a 20 wrapped around a bunch of 1's. I was very upset about this. I immediately texted him and said "Why did you give me all these 1's?" He responds "Oh, I had a lot of them". Now I am getting more upset so I call him. Turns out he grabbed from the wrong pocket and came immediately back to properly pay me. He seemed like he felt bad about the whole mistake and I do believe him. I was glad that he kept his word and did not rip me off. He also knew I was being honest about the situation as he had set the money aside and it was still there. There is no hard feelings as I do believe it was a mistake and am more than willing to meet him again. I had a great time.
Yes, I know I should count it or at least scan it quickly. I did not have the opportunity this time and I do feel weird about looking at it in front of them. I have only had a handful try to rip me off over a decade and they were never TER/P411 members (but one) and it has been a very long time since that happened to me.
So does anyone else have a "feel good" story that they'd care to share?
First of all, I'm a gentleman who is extremely conscientious about the donation. I double and triple check everything, and I always bring the correct amount. One time as I was coming out of the post session shower, the lady tells me I'm 20 short. I couldn't believe it. When I recounted it myself, I was indeed short. This was a lady I'd seen many times, so I knew she wasn't trying to pull a fast one. I told her the extra 20 must have fallen out, and that I didn't have another. So I retraced my steps back to my car, and didn't find anything. Someone picked it up, was my thought. For some reason I decided to check my car. There was the 20 on the floor, having fallen out when I switched the money from coat pocket to pants pocket earlier. I immediately took it back to her.
Another time I was hoping for a last minute session upgrade from 60 minutes to 90 minutes with a lovely lady. I thought I remembered her 90 minute rate, but ended up 20 short. She was so kind to accept the lesser rate, and give me the 90 minutes in full. I told her I'd bring the 20 next time. Unfortunately, she and I had a falling out not long after that, and the sessions stopped completely. A year later I sent her an email telling her I was visiting her area, wondering if she had a friend she could recommend. Her reply was that she was recommending herself. It was a wonderful session of forgiveness. And yes, I remembered to bring the 20 from the previous year
booked a provider I had never seen before for a 90 minute session at $400 (I'd often buy an extra 30 minutes with someone new, just to take some time pressure off). It was a nooner during the work week. I then find out at the last minute that I've got a teleconference with customers at 1:00 pm. That will definitely cut into my lunch fun.
I meet her at a hotel near work. She's raven-haired, whip thin & intense. We have a really torrid session, her menu wide open for me. Afterwards, during small talk in bed, she tells me that she's married. It's unusually honest for a provider to talk about an SO, let alone a husband.
Z: Does your husband know?
Provider: Yes.
Z: He must be a great guy.
Provider: He's an asshole, I hate him. I stay with him because we have a daughter.
Bracingly honest, this girl. I leave early, I don't even think I stayed 60 minutes because of the stupid 1:00 pm telecon. I leave $400 in the envelope. She texts me while I'm on the telecon:
Provider: Hey you gave me too much money.
Z: I originally booked for 90 minutes, no worries.
Provider: Thank you so much, I really needed some extra cash.
Z: Thanks for being so sweet to me.
I never booked her again--I met my ATF shortly after that, who knocks my head off. I start seeing Miss ATF exclusively.
But I'll always remember how honest & straightforward this provider was with me. --
It is his fault. I always spread out the 20's in groups of five so the lady can quickly see the total.
I then tell her I am using the restroom in order to give my hands a "surgery-scrub".
Many providers make it clear they don't want clients to flash any cash, eg the donation must be in an envelope or gift bag and laid down at the start of the session, often in a specified place, without any mention of it.
THEN excuse yourself for the "surgery scrub" and she can count the money if she wants to.
This was back in the early 1990's;
A gal I had known for a few months (she was a working girl) I wanted to spend my birthday with her. I decided to go to the Sybaris. It's a couples only retreat. It has a Hot Tub, Shower, Sauna. You get the idea. I booked the room for a short 4 hour getaway. Had an awesome time. I paid her 250 or there about. I dropped her off at her home. Then I went to work that day. A few hours later she stops by my work and wanted to return all the money I paid her for going to the Sybaris with me. She felt guilty for me paying her to go to the Sybaris on my Birthday. I was totally shocked. But I insisted she keep the money. I thought what an awesome girl for wanting to return the money. But I let her have the money. She was so nice to spend her time with me on my Birthday. She moved out of the state I'm living in a few years ago. Even to this day I still keep in contact with her and drive to see her at least once a year.
I am sure the story is probably not true, but at least it's a huge improvement on the drivel you usually post.
Well after rereading your post, you claim to have paid her a whopping $250 for a four hour date, maybe it's a true story after all.
Met with a providerI had seen before. Brought a bottle of wine and rather than carry it in in a plastic bag from Target. Put the envelope in the same bag. When I arrived told her to open if she wanted to share or keep it. When I came back from the bathroom he had two glasses poured and we continued on inte session. After season we visited while getting dressed and as I was getting reau to go out the door she had a funny look Omer face and said, "did you forget something." Now it was my fm for the funny look. My eyes went to the countertop and the "empty" plastic bag. Still in the bag was the envelope . I could see she had been as embarrassed to ask I was momentarily uncomfortable with not paying. 😀😀
Maybe it's just me, but I always know exactly how much cash I have in the envelope.
Not sure where you're going with this. Can you please elaborate?
You have just figured out why Slingy was awarded the SPOAT.
You always say things indicating that you are... and then say you are not.
You have a LOT more talent at simply being stupid and making us laugh "at you" instead of being actually funny and making us laugh "with you"
but I suppose the day is still young
-- Modified on 4/12/2015 3:03:34 PM
"Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt".
You take the cake 😝
SMFH
The moderator would have edited my post.
...none of yours would ever see the light of day.
Only the "offensive" things are removed. Granted this doesn't happen often, but sometimes. I'm certain I don't delete it before I post the message.
Do only honest people rip you off?
I betcha if you had not text him he would have never come back to pay the correct amount. He knew fully what he was doing. A good hobbyist always counts his money before going to the appointment. When I take out money from the atm I split it up and put it in plastic lunch sandwich bags. Put in the favorite hiding place in the car. So If I see a provider that is $100 for half hour split the $300 up into $100 stacks. I double check to make sure each stack has 5 $20 bills each. The plastic bags get used for lunch, money, then take away the condoms and condom wrappers when I leave the appointment, lol. Makes it easy for tossing away in the trash at the store or gas station on the way home
I always use 100s because they are easy to count, but I count them twice to make sure I have the right amount. So I agree, hobbyists count their money before.
I get an envelope out of the drawer. Put the funds into the envelope and put the envelope in my pocket. Get in the car, check one last time for the phone and envelope. Once I get to her location, I verify again that the envelope is still in my pocket and go in. Usually I drop the envelope in the first convenient place possible while chatting with my date, so she can clearly see it unless she has specific instructions about said drop location. Some ladies want it left in the bathroom, so I'll excuse myself and leave it there.
Worst possible case would be that I somehow lost the envelope. I'd just get more cash out of my pocket... Since I don't hobby on the shady side of town and only with well reviewed women, I'm not worried about getting robbed... I did have one shadier trip a while back and I left my wallet in my alarmed vehicle in a major hotel parking lot
I was a newbie at the time. Was really worried when I got home. I texted, emailed and called the provider. I was surprised she hadn't tried to reach me yet. When I did reach her she was totally cool. She said I didn't seem like a guy that would do that and we then made arrangements to have lunch the next day and i could give her the envelope.
... Once in a first date with a provider I'd have to characterize as a nymphomaniac, who attacked me the moment the door was closed, so I didn't get a chance to lay the envelope down. Then I was in such a wasted state afterwards that I walked out her suite's door with the envelope still in my pocket. As I opened the outer door, she poked her head out and asked sweetly, "Did you forget something?" My face flaming from embarrassment, I handed her the envelope and apologized profusely. She just laughed and said don't worry about it, as if that happened all the time with her. I'd believe it.
The other time was with my ATF. Again, things got pretty hot the moment I walked in her door, and it was an especially intense session so I was in something of a trance when I left. I was about 2 miles away when I realized I still had the envelope. I called her immediately and swung around, and luckily caught her before she took off for the weekend.
And then there was the really embarrassing time when I did lay the envelope down when I walked in for a first date with an exquisitely beautiful young spinner. Again I was in this trance-like state at the end, and as we made small talk I got dressed, picked up the envelope and put it into my jacket pocket, and started to leave. She said something like "Uhhhhh..." with a puzzled expression, and I snapped out of my stupor and realized what I'd done. I don't know when my face has been any redder. She was very gracious about it.
Arranged a meeting with someone I'd seen before through her booker for a limited session, no FS. She books limited sessions once a month. After we had started, she said that we could do FS if I wanted. I had counted out my donation for the planned activity. She trusted me to get the balance (it was in the car) after the session, which I did, slipping it under the door.
Well, I knew that the money was good because I had just printed it that morning and said so.
She apologized and we had a great session.
But seriously ladies and germs....
I can only remember one time, with a very long term favorite, that I started to walk out the door with the envelope still in my jacket pocket. She made a face and said "Is there something you have forgotten?" I immediately remembered and handed over the envelope. I'll never forget how embarrassing that was, and now I'm always sure to plop down the envelope first thing upon entering the room.
For a 3 hour appointment. I gave the provider the $750 in a envelope. We had our 3 hours of fun and then she left my room and forgot the money. It did not feel right that she had forgot the money. She had driven 2 hours to see me and it would been another 2 hours for her to get back home. I had to catch her before she drove off from the parking lot.
....but I often worry if I have left the right amount in the envelope after I leave. I don't think that I have ever had a provider actually check to see if I have even left the donation (maybe because I'm a girl they trust me?), and if I have paid in $20's due to a last minute ATM run I sometimes worry. It never fails- that euphoric walk to my car after a playdate soon turns to panic wondering if I might have shortchanged her by accident. I figure if I don't hear anything back from her in a reasonable amount of time, that my math must have been OK.
of the time. Once I did forget to put it in the location and had to drive back to get it. Luckily, the lady was one who I had seen before and we had a good relationship of trust. She was waiting in the hotel coffee shop for me when I returned. To this day (this happened nearly 3 years ago), we often laugh about it.
Just a little something to add to your story Alexandra. I'm sure there are guys that try to rip off ladies. Although I'm still a newbie I count it several times before arriving to make sure I'm correct.
I put it over my visor til I get there then put it in my pocket before going in, but this last time I forgot to take it in with me. I was nervous of course but as she opened door and we greeted each other then I gave her a dfk and she offered a shower.
As I was showering I remembered I didn't bring it in with me and I told her while I was freshining up that I left it in car and I would retrieve it after I got out and she told me to just wait til we were done then get it, which is what I did.
After we finished I showered again then went to car and got donation and brought it back in, laid it down gave her another hug and dfk and left. I appreciate her trusting me to do that, and I NEVER thought about trying to leave without paying her.
I cannot stand a thief in any situation and taking something that does not belong to a person is one of the lowest things a person can do to another in my book. Trust is a powerful thing that can burn you or reward you it just depends on the person.
I always count the donation & hold it together with a simple paper clip. It is loose in my key pocket, so I'll be sure to find it even if I screw up. My normal routine is to empty my pockets when I undress & re-dress. The donation goes on the corner of the dresser & my pocket junk goes on top. When I dress, my stuff goes back in my pockets & the donation is silently left behind. It is old school but I feel it enhanses the illusion.
Back to my mistake... one date with a Fav, as soon as I started to undress I discovered the donation was not in my pocket. I'd decided last minute to leave my windbreaker in the car... and that's where the donation was. I told her. I offered to let her go get it from my car... figuring she's faster than I am. She declined. We proceeded...
At the conclusion of our time together, she said she was going home & we walked out together. I knew her car was only separated by a walkway. So we walked out together. I got my jaxket from the passengers side & put it on, walked around my cars. We clasped hands, passing the donation, as she gave me a quick kiss & we were gone. I didn't plan it but it came together just like this.
I hope to never make this mistake again. My greatest fear, in fact. I would make it right & someone else might not be ok with it.
Several times with several different ladies..each time I either quickly called them or they called me. Each time my girlfriend for the evening said she had so much fun she forgot her donation. While I was flattered I with the compliment I just think sometimes people forget. I have scheduled dates in advance and by time date arrived the provider had raised her rates. Each time she honored the rate that was agreed upon at time of scheduling. Only had a few up sellers and that was before I discovered TER. I rely on TER to find a well reviewed reputable and beautiful woman. It has definitely paid off. I have made many friends over the years in many cities. I guess I have had many feel good stories - certainly more than the few bad experiences.