Amsterdam Red Light District

Most girls in the RLD whilst being sexy and cute and desirable etc usually have major flaws that prohibit the possibility of a real world relationship, for example, they dont speak English, they dont like you or they are just plain mad. This girl however was perfect. At least from my perspective. I'm sure that she doesn't feel the same way, in fact I know so, but more of that later.

She was drop dead gorgous. She had the sort of pretty face I would expect to see at university, like she came from a rich family and had no major hardships in life. She was mature, but not too olf, i'd say about 24 and she came across as wise, intelligent, caring and sexual. And she had some flesh on the bone. I doubt she felt the same, in fact I sort of know so, but thats what ho's do, they sell their love, and she sold me some and I took it home and treasured it like the most valuable thing I ever had. And in some sense, these colllected memoirs are the most valuable thing I have in my life.

Anyway, I walked past her at first, but half recognised her from before but wasn't sure. either way I noticed that she was a stunner. So crossed the canal and doubled back to have another look, and I dont know if she saw me, I think I sort of caught her eye from the other side of the canal, and I think from then on I felt compelled to go to her, which was pretty silly really as I had already seen two girls within an our or maybe a bit more. But because I had caught her eye I sort of rushed to her like a stupid dog, wagging my tail.

One of the things I like about Ho's are the things they say. Its like a I reember them, like they are all shards of wisdom or efforts to sympathise or relate. Anyway, As I came round and approached the door I realised from her manner that she recognised me. I said is it you, and she said yes, then she said allowed that I was her husband to the other people around her. She was saying that I was her husband quite loudly and several times, It sounded quite contrived, but I could tell she was trying, trying for what, I dont know, but it was like she knew how much I wanted to get married, or at least have a long term stable relationship, I have been single for 17 years. And it was like she knew, and she was telling a sweet lie. I was very thankful in a strange way.

Its perhaps important to note that when I last met this girl she got my mobile number. How she got it you'll have to read about it here, Girl Of My Dreams 1. And she had agreed to call me when she was next in England. She is a Dutch girl but knew England well and knew places that I knew. She said she would call me, but she never did. I used to joke to myself that even Ho's dont want my company. Anyway, I sort of thought that her getting my number was more the generous act as what she was doing was giving me hope that something decent might happen in my life, like I might have a friend, a Ho, to see once a week or two. Professional, but friendly. She didn't though. However, I didn't mention it. I didn't think it was worth pressuring her really, after all, she was allowing my to fuck her which is the greatest priviledge of all really.

So she was joking about being my husband, then I told her all about my journey which was really boring but her joking about being my husband had over powered me a bit, Ho's are powerful, I like that, and wittring on about the flight dealy and getting a bus then a slow train helped me get my footing back. By the time I finished she decided it was time to pay, I had totally forgotten, it was like I meeting an old friend and I had lost track of the time. I said, oh yeah, of course, and I guess I better take off my clothes. I was aware that I might have issues getting it up but I wasn't fussed.

She sucked me off, and it was good. Then we fucked. I remember that well. She has some flesh on the bone, shes not fat, but as she lay bay, legs in the air, I could see her brests like jelly slumped to either side. It was very arousing. No matter how I looked at her she was the picture of perfection. To me its an important point really, the way her breasts laid, it was very feminine and still sexual, she oozed sexuality. Aslo, her hair, which was dyed blonde, I could see the roots, and I dont think she cared too much about that, lay out across the pillow in long fine girly lines. Everything about her was amazing.

Now there is a benefit to having come twice already, and thats that you dont come for a while. In fact I was having a hard time keeping it hard. The benefit is that you can fuck for longer. You need to refer to Little Cute Pole 1 and Little Cute Pole 2 to see how this all works. Basically the first two times I used her I couldn't come and so we fucked for ages breaking a sweat and everything. It was great. However, when you are fully loaded you fuck for two minutes and thats it. Anyway, she was trying and after a while of me really trying I said I dont think I can do it. Then I said I had already been with two girls and she seemed a bit miffed at that, but then she seemed ok about it. She said, Why do you keep coming here and seeing so many girls? and then she said, as thoug to awnser her own question, its ok, I understand. And I felt she did understand. Its a question I ask myself, and i'm quite happy with the awnser, really lifes a party and you should mingle with a few people, not just one. On my trip I met 5 poeple, 3 new ones and 2 old friends. If I had just seen one person it wouldn't have been better. 15 minutes is quite enough to down load a girl into your head. But I think she saw it that way too, but you can understand why people would think like that. It seems like im just trying to go on a shaggathon, to fuck as many girls as possible, but its not like that. In the real world I sit here alone every day, for months. When I go whoring I want to make it count. Its strange anyway because I could equally well ask her why she fucked so many blokes.

Then she started telling me about how they were going to shu down parts of the RLD and said they were going to shut down that very building. I had read about it, but I found it hard to believe they would shut down such a central building. I sort of interpreted that in a different way to, She said the government want to shut this place down, and I sort of interpreted that to mean they wanted to shut her down, like because she was too good and shouldn't be able to give people like me such great value.

So I didn't come. But the last two times I did come so I wasn't that bothered.

A bit about the room, I remember it well, but theres not much to say. It was a couple of stps up fom the ground level and about 15 meters back, down a long corridor. The room was small, well lit, with enough space for a bed and space to stand by it, with a sink. Its interesting to note that when I cleaned myself with the antiseptic wipes and spray I said to her that a girl had the spray last time I was there and she said, oh, that was me. And I think it might have been, so its interesting. She said she had just run out. Then she squatted in the sink and washed her pussy. It was strange to see her do that, but she didn't seem fussed. Life with Ho's is very relaxed, even from the start. Considering that girls in the real world might as well be mythical creatures of folk lore, they make it very easy to stand around naked with. Again, I remember remarking at the huge length of my wang. It was huge. Even though I couldn't come, it was still as long flacid, as it was erect. I flapped it about with the antiseptic wipe and marvelled.

Personally I was very happy to see her again. I never forget the enourmety of their services and what it means to me. When you see someone again and again it strengthens the relationship. You ,or at least I become acustomed to the Ho. Its like we had never been apart. Even though we only joined together for 15 minutes it was like an eternity. Certainly enough to fill an entire chapter. In the real world the hours and days fly by with nothing but nightmares to remember them buy, but in the RLD 15 minutes is an eternity. Entire empires are created and civilisations bourne from nothing. And best of all, you get new frinds.

So thats her. I wondered out, exhausted to the bar and brought a Red Bull. I remember sitting there, in a chair, I felt o big and heavy, I felt like a titan, huge. Mostly when I sit in a bar I feel defencless, vunerable, but when i'm in the RLD between shags I generally feel out of it, someplace else. Drifting in a world where there are no cares or worries. Just watching the people go by. At about 2am in the morning. .