THE BI-POLAR WHORE

It's insane when you watch a bi-polar whore use her ass to out do you

Standing there, watching them go wild, okay, she just stole the client

Next time it happens I'm going to get into the zen position and pray I make it saying .... look at this whore screw her door and out do you

This is good therapy for me!

Laughing

I wonder what the client would do watching me pray ???

Scammers and Cheaters

They want me, they don't want me, when he comes over, does his thing quick, he wants a discount ??? . . . sweetly said, what was the agreement? Be silent and wait.  He complains again.  Say sweetly, that was not our agreement.  That was your silent agreement to pay less?

Call Girl Maria (her private thoughts, rip me off and I'll sneak off with your wife).  You don't mess with Maria.  She made friends with male client's wife.  

Wife told Maria, he's cheating on me.  The wife was mad crying, wanted to get even.  Maria told her that happened to her with ex-husband.  Wife cried more.  Maria stood up, took her deep purple, lipstick, wrote on bathroom mirror.  If he can fuck around so can we.  Maria said, don't cry, get even, cheat and fucked like men.  Wife, stopped crying very pensive.  If he cheats, I cheat too. 

THE DICK CANT OFF

Diana thinking with her pretty, little head:  I need a man to care for me, maybe one of my clients?  Being bi-polar, I'm one crazy bitch.  Men like it.  I'll go after Mr. Money who brags a lot in bed.  My plan, fuck him till he is dead.

Present time, we're in the throes of sex 4 hours (lost count).  I can't get his cum.  Forever, he has a hardon.  The down stair neighbors called management, we made too much noise,  annoyed and sick of my squeaking bed.  Is that why one of the call girls put her box mattress on her carpet threads?  

The Care Plan of Diana, not working.  His wife and I are almost dead.  He's not paying enough and broke my bed.

Nov 9, 1996

  

IM THE X

Nov 13, 1995
We're talking how all molested growing up by uncles and dads.  Diana blurts, "My Mother raised her frying pan, hit Dad over his head.  Mom needed to pick Dad up and drop him on his fucking head".  We laughed and laughed, stood up, did a 4 girl circle dance, chanting, "Drop Him On His Fucking Head".  One call girl thinks she's a saint, recalls nothing.  I find it strange.  I shared a scape book with her, printed and pasted by High government official, still no reaction.  One of her clients told her to get that away from his head. 

TREE FOOKING

BOYFRIEND THINKS HES NO PIMP

Nov, 5 1994

What is a pimp?

A pimp is someone who employs prostitutes — they work for the pimp, who gets a cut of their money. ... Pimp is a word that has greatly shifted in meaning, as it sometimes means "great" or "cool," as in "That bike is pimp!" However, that's a slang meaning that many people, especially adults, won't understand or like.

Men think they know everything about my job.   The boyfriend thinks he's not a pimp, WRONG.  I tell him how to set up dates and turns it around like it was his idea.  FOOK THAT!  
t h i n k i n g .....

It's smart to use the boyfriend if client requests (and keep the green).  That's what I did, used the boyfriend until he threw a "drunk rant" how I didn't love him.  Bitch ... has some low-self-esteem, not a pimp. He needs pimp lessons from ME!

Call girl Maria is married, she won't take any bull from her hubby.  If he tries, she runs off with civi girlfriend on a fookin' rampage.  Maria's hot-blooded Spanish babe, total Penthouse Pet.  Every time I watch her suck, it's huge turn on.  I like using funny words for sax.

The FookFest Weekend: two, gorgeous Spanish women agreed to see who could "out-fook" the other.  Maria confessed to me, she couldn't keep up.  LOL.  

Call girl "Cindy" is into porn.  One day she did 11 men.   

Next day, six.  She wanted to see how many she could do in a week (50 guys).  She's one zesty chick that loves dick.  On a slow day, she don't know what to do with herself.  She's in my closet, finds a big toy and sneaks home.  She jerked her pussy off, over an over.  Call a few clients, it worked.  Next day she's got more dick.  I know she can "OUT" all those female porn stars.  Wipe it, stick it.

Complaining Men:  how their wives and girlfriends stopped having sex.  Men, stop trying to run the show.  Easy your foot off the gas pedal.  Here a clue:  women can do it more than you.

Another call girl, a dominatrix.  She listens what they want and gives more freak.  She asks them if they've been bad.  Some guys want punishment for being assholes to their women and work teams.  Well, now we are getting somewhere.

DIANA AND HER RED BOOTS

Nov 7, 1994 entry:

I'm walking down the streets of Los Gatos in my red fringed  boots.  Hair flipping every which way as I strut.  In the corner of my eye, I see men turn, stop and smile (do a sharp turn around, stare at me).  So beautiful, the California weather.  Bars are a great place to find men.  That's where I picked up my last boyfriend.  He loved me till he found out I fucked high powered men for $$$GREEN.  Two of my call girl friends have guys who love us and what we do.  One of them is married and swings. 

What a magical surprise for my heart.  I do a lot of good for this world.  I begged the workaholic call girl to go with me down town.  That's all she does is work, work, work.  We finally went out, and ... she never saw this kinda of wealth in one town.  Good, I drug her sexy hot ass with me.  I opened her up to a whole new way of looking at life.  

There is this small lingerie shop close to the bank.  A mature women who is well-kept (face lifts) owns the place.  Her name is Roxxie.  Her sister works for her.  No bathroom.  eKK!  (need to tell someone what I did when I had to go pee so bad).  She has some hot stuff for a girl like me.  BAM!

My Secret Life

Who sent me this?  I don't recall this Arizona address.  Hum?  Tearing brown package open to a worn book, thumbing threw the pages, it's a diary.  It's Diana's thoughts.

I knew her before Google was created in Palo Alto, California Southbay/Silicon.  WOW!  She sent me her "secret call girl memories"  with pictures.  We were best friends, she taught me how to have fun.  At one time she worked for a sassy madam.  She figured out how to be a high-class call girl by watching and listening to her madam who took advantage and percentage.  


Nov 1, 1994

I'm Diana, a bi-polar strawberry girl.  When on a high, get out of my way.  No nobody can stop my sex appetite.  One of my best girlfriends moves aside and knows I steal other girl's clients.  That's why we never worked out of the same apartment.  She works alone and really good with money.  I make a bunch of money and spend it.  What the hell.  

Everybody wants my pussy.  We do doubles, she is wild like me.  One afternoon a guy watched us get it on, I ran my long hair right over her pussy.  It made her feel real good.