They never forget.

Much has been written on the various boards about the immense capacity of the female mind, and how they never forget anything. We have all experienced their expansive memory in various ways, and just recently I was at the receiving end of the accuracy and capacity of a woman I care for a lot. The names given are not the girls’ real names or professional names.

We have to go back a year, to when I had just met Sue. Immediately being attracted to her, but not wanting to jump into anything long term just yet, I gave her a wide berth for a few weeks. In between seeing her again, plans had already been made for a dinner date with another girl, Cathy, a non-pro. We had a large group that night at dinner, and at the dinner was Sue’s best friend, Patty, who was with one of my co-workers. I had known Cathy for about 4 years, but outside of being good friends, and helping her from time to time, that was it. I knew that Patty would get the word back to Sue about the night’s events, but I really did not care so much as the dinner had been pre-planned well before Sue had come into my life. Shortly after that, Cathy took a job elsewhere, and left town.

Having fun with a few other girls, my mind kept coming back to Sue. One day out of the clear blue, an email came from her, and after a few weeks time, we were together again. As the time together became more frequent, I was so taken by her that I did not really want to see anyone else, and wanted to devote my entire time and effort to her happiness. It dropped very quickly from an hourly rate to one of just giving of one’s self to the other. Helping her with her living expenses, her child’s school, her needs, was a lot more satisfying that paying an hourly rate and she became a very close friend. This grew exponentially over time.

One day while walking with Sue, my cell phone rang, and it was Cathy. She was back in town, and just called to say hi, and to ask for some things through my work, that I was unable to give her any more. I politely explained that I was unable to see her, and was unable to help her any more with work related items. She seemed upset, and kept asking, and each time I declined her. Sue didn’t have to ask, but the question mark on her face was unmistakable. So I explained the situation truthfully, and left it at that. The next day, Cathy called one of my co-workers at the hotel, and also called Patty, who she knew was dating one of my co-workers. Cathy had called Patty to see if her boyfriend could help her out. I was livid when I heard about this, and called Cathy up and told her to leave my co-workers out of it, and never to ask again from me or anyone else. We went back and forth with this, and it dropped.

Sue and Patty had their differences, and they stopped being friends. As time went on, Sue and I really started to become close, and things just got better. She gave me complete freedom to see who I wanted, but there was no desire on my part to see anyone else when I was in town. Once when she was out of town, I had a couple of flings with some girls listed on various websites, but that was just that, a fling, with no strings attached, and no involvement of a personal nature. I had taken some photos and videos of one of the girls, and sent them to her via FedEx. While watching the tracking of the package, I noticed that it could not be delivered, and was just sitting in the office. I called her and she said she had received it, but the tracking said different. I got Sue to translate for me on a conversation with her, and found out that her version of the package being delivered was that she knew that it was in the office and that she would pick it up at her leisure. Sue was a bit distraught over this conversation, but I let it go as it was only a package as far as she knew, and I had no intention of seeing the escort girl again outside of some casual fun.

One of the escort girls had brought a friend one day, and it turned out that I had known her friend a few years ago, when she had really small breasts. She had had some enhancements done, and was absolutely gorgeous now, and the breasts felt quite nice. It was this girl I had in mind when Sue started talking about getting some enhancements done, and so I showed her some “before” photos and recent photos of her posted on the website. Sue was impressed enough to want to have her come over so that she could take a look, and see if that was what she wanted, and also to find out about the doctor that was used. Because of timing and other events, this visit was never accomplished, but now Sue knew one of the girls that I had seen in her absence. Yet she was very nonchalant about it, and ignored it as she seemed very secure in our relationship, or so I thought.

One day while having lunch together, we were both talking about how we had been together for almost a year. Mentioning that I really did not want to see anyone else, brought the response from her, “But you have.” Knowing that I could not deny it, I just acknowledged it and said it was nothing, just fun, and had no personal meaning. Then the missiles really started flying:

“You paid her more money than me for her visit.” My response was that I paid her the same. She then told me how much I paid her each visit initially, and said that it was lower than I paid this girl. It did not matter that I have given her help with appliances for her home, helped her with her child’s school tuition, helped her get a new apartment, etc. I was guilty because I paid the escort more than her.

“Patty told me that you had bought a lot of things for Cathy, given her vast sums of money and other gifts.” I told her to just consider the source, and it was nothing but a bunch of lies. That was true, but I had to go into detail with her about my involvement with Cathy to show that we were just friends for a few years and nothing more. This was from information that she heard over a year ago.

“You sent a FedEx package to one girl, and one to me. Maybe you sent a bigger package to her than you did me.” It never ends. I had sent Sue a group of items that she could use around the apartment, useful things, small tools and the like. I had sent the escort girl a CD, so now I had to convince Sue that it was nothing.

I really started to get mad at her for all of this, as she was my number one girl in town, and I really do want to keep her close to me. I told her that if she wanted to go back to an hourly rate, our relationship was over, as I had no intention of talking about money and comparing the value of events in the past. I was serious about this, but the look in her eyes and on her face told me that she did not want this to end, but just to be reassured that she was number one. The fact that she was near her time of the month did not help either. We have talked about this since then, and have become closer understanding each other a bit more. Time has healed the wounds, but I’m sure the events will never be erased from the memory banks.

This has been a bit long, but I just wanted to bring forward an example as to how the chicas never forget anything, especially when it concerns a personal relationship.

Take care, and enjoy the life.

Moondog

Sometimes I'm flattered when they remember me after a long spell. Once in Vila Mimosa this gal remembered me after doing her only once, and that was four months before. Figuring she had hundreds of customers in that time...

Flattered, yes, but daggers when they see you with another garota.

Enjoy the life.

MD-It's amazing isn't it? Kinda like little kids saying, "you love him/her better than me; or, you gave them a bigger Christmas present".

I had one that went berserk over a bottle of perfume I gave to her friend. It was a $1 bottle of knock off shit from a dollar store. It was bigger than the one I gave to my GF (which cost $76 and was the real thing). It didn't matter. In her mind I had given a better gift. Next trip, she got a $1 bottle as well....he he!

I am actually getting to the place that I don't bring anything except chocolates anymore.....lots of them!! Everyone smiles....

MD
It is my experience that situations like this can best be resolved by head-on confrontation. Tell Sue that you want her to know what type of work the escorts surgeon does. Invite the escort over for a 2on1 with Sue and you. Only in this manner can you truly explore the dynamics of Sue and her emotions.

Let me know how it goes.
DeeG

Sandman,

I absolutely love these girls when they pout, and then you two make up afterwards. Love the look on their faces, before and after.

DG,

I was going to do that, but she is not into two girls. Anyway, we have a good referral, and will proceed from there.

MD.

MD-Another good retort that worked wonders recently;

"Now, let's see. You are here with me now, she is not; you just got a pile of gifts, she didn't; you are sleeping in my bed with me tonight, she is not. Now, what was the question again?"

Just got a big shit eating grin on her face and hugged me!

Logico!!!!

Sandman:

Even with chocolates they all whine - "her chocolate was bigger/better than mine," etc. Next time, I think I'll just give them all yeast infections. :P

BS

You guys are great. Thanks for the feedback.