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Sunday, March 20, 2022

A Gangbang Queen Update

In our last episode, I mentioned GBQ had spent time as an escort in Scotland.  She'd said she began out of desperation (she'd moved there for a man who wound up being a junkie and needed money), but also indicated she somewhat enjoyed it, because young men over there love American milfs.  She said she'd come to love the country and wanted to move back some day.

A year after I took my leave of the gangbang queen, I wound up doing the boomerang thing and we started dating again.  I'd successfully put her past in the past and she seemed like a genuinely decent person.  We went on three dates, none of which involved sex, for reasons that wouldn't be worth explaining.  Then, right before our fourth date, she ghosted me.  I'll admit to being hurt a little, because I did come to care about her if only a little.  This was almost a year ago to the day.  

You can imagine my surprise, when I woke up to find a text from her.  It was a hello from Scotland.  Being pissed that she reached out as though nothing had happened, I almost responded 'gee, are you hooking again?'  But I chose to not be hurtful.  Then, she sent me this!




Turns out she actually did return to Scotland to turn tricks; quit her job and everything!  As one might imagine, I experienced a veritable cornucopia of emotions, when I saw that screen cap.   I still haven't read it completely; after all, why would I want to read explicit details of what someone you cared about is doing with her tricks?  The bits that I did catch pissed me off because she's clearly more engaged in the bedroom for her tricks than she ever was with me.  Oh, I don't give a rat's ass if anyone has an issue of me posting it without obscuring details.  It's in the public domain and fuck it.

I called her out for ghosting me in the first place and that it hurt me, then did the same for sending me that screen cap.  Seriously, how insensitive does one have to be to pull that sort of shit?  She continued to blab about how she wanted to leave the US and how unhappy she was here.  Despite my mentioning how hurtful she was being, both then and now, not so much as a glint of contrition came my way.  I called her out on that as well, at which time she quit texting.  Not so much as an "Oh, sorry".  I've since blocked her, because I just don't need a white trash hooker in my life at the moment.

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