Had an excellent night at work last night. Went to the room at the beginning of the night and came out only at the very end. There were 6 of us girls and only 3 guys. My guy was the 'money bags', he was paying for everybody all night and must've spent at least $18,000. He was young-ish and cute, Korean boy. Among the chicks that partied with us was Big T, who I brought in with me so I wouldn't have to deal with my guy on my own. Don't like one-on-one interaction in the room. I get bored.
At the end of the night I was expected to go home with him for a 'hard f**ing'. I gave him my phone number (why do I always do that??), and said that I'd come to him after work. Big T was supposed to come with us as well, and participate in the whole orgy experience. Of course, neither I nor Big T had any intentions in going anywhere but home. Promising and not delivering is a part of the game...
As I was leaving the club I saw my Korean and his friend waiting by the door. I freaked out: they were supposed to have been gone! They saw me exiting the club and jumping in a cab; no Big T next to me. As soon as I got in a cab the phone started ringing. They must've called me a dozen of times. Left 4 voice mails. I felt bad, shouldn't have led them on like that. But then again- c'mon! Private rooms are nothing but games.
I sent my Korean guy a text message saying that I needed to to stop by my house first and walk my dog. Later I sent him another message saying that it was getting late and we should reschedule. He called me back and left another voice mail. I still haven't listened to it: feeling guilty.
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