I’ve been sitting on this little personal story for awhile…
Earlier this summer during a party at a friend’s place, an acquaintance took me aside for a private conversation. He said that he wanted to fix me up with this friend. A young lady that I would really like. He said she was a dental hygienist and that she had a young son living with her in their Mission apartment.
He reasoned that Carla (not her real name) and I had a lot in common. Her favorite hobbies included movies and travel. Obviously right up my alley, right?
But there was a wrinkle in the equation.
Carla had lost hours working at the dental office where she was employed. The economy resulted in many patients having only the crucial things done and cutting back on extras like teeth whitening procedures. Thus she was being relegated to part time status.
So to supplement her now reduced income, she’s “seeing a few friends,” the acquaintance said.
How’s that again?
“She’s got a few male friends that enjoy her company. They’ll have dinner together and if everything goes well, maybe a special late night dessert at their place,” he told me.
“You mean she’s looking for another sugar daddy? ” I asked.
He danced around that one but gave me her name and number anyway and asked me to call her.
I did call Carla a few days later and set up a date for drinks on the Plaza.
We seemed to hit it off right from the start. Matter of fact the drink led to dinner. And then the u
h, subject came up.
Maybe a date—AFTER the date?
And if that one goes well, “Maybe we could get together on a semi-regular basis?”
No strings attached.
I would have to think about that one.
What would YOU have done?
How would YOU have handled pretty Carla’s tempting proposal?
Stay tuned, my dilemma will be continued.
Glazer would have nailed it no questions or morals about it
Oh I might add he would have told all this is a story while complaining about the cost of drinks and dinner.
So, she’s a prostitute! For a travel guy, you sure missed the boat on this one.
achtung….shnelll dumbkuff…
are you serious jackie….
you should have goosestepped right into her bunker and and showed her your
german “lugar” !!!!!!
jackie….use your accent and get that fraulein.
chuckles would have yelled at her about the coming war between the muslims and
white europeans.
mikey would have bored her with his stories from his comic books.
hearne would have told her stories about his days at the kc star (zzzzzzzzzz)
smartman would have run her off when he startee talking about his business
of selling used gross hottubs on ebay.
wilson would have fallen asleep…….hahahaha
and glaze would have put another notch into his headboard while her
son watched from the adjoinging room.
jackie….make us proud……make kcc proud!!!!!
You should go out with her Harley. She would probably even listen to your bragadocious, disjointed rambling if you slipped her enough money. You would have to wake her up afterwards for anything else. She also would probably want to clean your teeth first before anything happened.
BTW, I never have been into comic books.
Harley, if you were with her, you would bore her to sleep with your bragadocious, incoherent blathering. She would also feel the need to clean your teeth to get rid of the overpowering stench of halitosis emanating from your mouth enveloping her personal space. Other than that and your incessent flatulence, she might like you.
Essen sie meinen scheiss!!!!
Hey Ship Ahoy,
I never said she was a prostitute. She’s a dental hygienist with a cash flow problem. Maybe a freelancer. Or better “seeker of a sugar daddy?”—(make that sugar daddies)
This kind of stuff happens all the time when the market goes sour. Baby gotta eat and put clothes on backs and shoes on feet, bills won’t pay themselves.
Sounds like your boy may be a hookup pimp that screens potential johns, or jacks in your case. If she is a clean, classy gal then where is the harm and foul between two consenting adults exchanging gratuities for a sweet half and half?
hearne…now this is what kcc should be about.
If this story doesn’t get 50 comments from the old angry white horny white
guys who are posting at 1am/2am on fridays and saturdays…then nothing
will. great idea.
novelas…thats what the latinos call this….
niiiiiiiiccccccceeeeeeee…….even glaze will read this one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jackie….take her on one of those cruises…it would be a blast…
you and a hooker…..call it the “LOVE FOR MONEY BOAT”…
you could drop your anchor in her dry dock!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
…How about “THE LUST BOAT” (…don’t know about dropping that anchor though?)
You mean wet dock don’t ya?
With Harley, it is always dry dock.
I know you never said it, Jack! That’s why I said it.Because it needed to be said.
Harley would have duct taped her to a chair and ended up with another restraining order. I can’t comment any more, I have to go see MORE of his business associates, clients.. and tell them who he REALLY is. I’ve not gotten a good hair brained threat from him for a while. I’m going to test his banks and banks of attornies who do this kind of thing for him all the time.
Jack, do this Glazer style. Tell us she left your place mad over the total amount due, called the cops and filed a complaint against you. I have friends at the KBI from my days as a secret agent guarding the Flint Hills who will hook you up with a free polygraph. You can borrow Glazes Lotus and finish the story his-way!
people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. You have no stones.
wilson is alive…did you go see johnny at cigar box for the free cigar on me?
thought you left the country…good to hear from you….
how’s life treathing you…..hope everything is good for you and family.
take care….all is forgotten! when we having that beer???????
your friend..
harley.
All is forgotten, you turd masher? You just finished assailing me again. I’ve got my own cigars, when you have balls to show your face, we can have one, but not while you’re the ass you are!!
Soon to be heard on an answering machine somewhere inside “The Naked City”, this message recorded by a friendly lady with a sexy voice (a.k.a. “Carla”):
“Hello, you’ve reached the Sugar Shack.
Now if you were calling for Jack,
Please leave a number and he’ll call you back.
Because at the moment we’re still in the sack …
Oh, Jack!!!”
Still cheaper than a wife no matter how you cut that jib.
Unless you marry Oprah!
The price would be to damned high.
Did you ever see the Dave Chapell skit about marrying Oprah?
Come on jack don’t be coy. She is a hooker, consort, sugar baby, escort, give it a name, and that name is round heeled whore. No shame in buying what she is selling but don’t try to pass a hog off as a race horse just because it’s got hooves. I imagine in the present economy there are plenty of , ahem, dental hygienists cashing in on their oral experience and cavity filling expertise.
In the words of Fillmore Slim, ” Pussy gonna sell when cotton and corn won’t”. If you are in the market I say knock yourself out. You don’t pay a hooker for sex, you pay her to leave when the sex is over.
But I am sure Jack the same as myself has enough lady friend contacts he don’t need to pay for it.
Thanks for the convidence, Super Dave. But you (eventually) pay for it one way or the other.
I wonder how long it is going to be until this comment is deleted. LOL!
Jack this sounds familiar somehow? Hmmm.
It’s still not too late to make an honest woman outta her Jack.
Start a family.
She already has a great job.
You would save a ton on the kid’s braces. The pitter patter of little Poesigers heading into the living room to critique “Finding Nemo 10”.
It would keep ya so young!
Has Hearne’s wife met her?
Double dates, Disney movies with friends and all of the kids.
You know what?!?!
Hearne needs some kids too!!
Maybe then Glaze will finally settle down and the three of you guys could all take the kids to the park. Or, maybe the Jones Pool! Or Woodside.
Family fun is always the best.
No hangovers, DUIs, STDs, cops…,
Yep, I like where this is going.
Your welcome.