I posted here last week about wondering if I was expected to pay a stripper for sex on a date after having an extended lapdance with her.  I was a bit arrogant in my post and I apologize.  Cockiness doesn't seem to work here.  I got a bit defensive and I was an ass.   Sorry.

But just to update those even minutely interested in the outcome, here goes:

I booked a room first at a hotel that had a great restaurant,picked her up (her request) and we had a fine dinner where I tried to, excuse the expression, "feel her out" to see what was expected.  But I never got the response I thought I would.  Nomoney was ever mentioned.  The girl was genuinely sweet and seemed very appreciative of being out with me.  (okay,so it could still be an act,right?)  After dinner I walk her around the gardens outside and I ask her if she'd like to see the view up high and reveal I had a room there. Prosumptusous of me,right,but I explained that I like staying at different hotels when they're shampooing my carpets at the apartment.  No lie.  Of course I booked to have the shampoo after getting the room...

She was hesitant a bit upstairs but I persisted gently to get her to spend the night with me.  It didn;t take long and she happily relented (thank god).   I have to say it was the best time I've ever had with a woman, bar none.  Mutual match in many ways.  And yet I kept thinking "When is the other shoe gonna drop?  When is she going to tell me what I just spent?"  But it never happened.  Maybe we become conditioned to paying for it in this hobby that we don;t feel quite right when the person just wants the same thing- for nothing.

I dropped her back off at 11 am and it was wonderful.  Just like a normal gal after a great night together.  My stomach is sore, my tongue is raw and I need sleep but I will definately sleep with a smile on my face today.

So it can and does happen.