Trina is a dirty fucking whore

And I thank her for getting me out of my depression...

Sorry if it's taken me a while to get back to my old self. But that's the problem with just blabbing about whatever happens around here - either it's interesting or it's not. And for a while there I really had nothing to say.

I've said it a dozen times before - I'm really no good at making anything up. So if I have nothing to say about work, then I have nothing to write about either. Then by the looks of the comments, you guys get bored and restless. But as they say... shit flows downhill.

So to all you guys out there that are bored of me bitching about my own personal heartache - go fuck yourself.

And with that said, let's poke more fun at Trina! She laughed when she read what I said about her the other day. In fact, she thought I was being kind for not going into the gory details. Too bad I'm not feeling kind today...

It really was a total revelation to me that Trina touches herself FOR REAL at work, let alone actually gest off on it! And yes, I do realize I confessed a long time ago that I ONCE (and only once) got off during a session. But that was unintentional and even surprised the shit out of me.

And for those of you who are too lazy to try to dig up that old story, I was once doing a session where the customer basically wanted to do a dry hump. Not an unusual request, and I do offer it as an extra to guys I'm pretty sure aren't serial rapists (boy do I have high standards!). In this case, I was doing a "cowgirl" where he lies down while I ride him. Anyway, we had established a very soothing rhythm where my clit was just barely being stimulated by the grinding motion - certainly not enough to bring me to orgasm if it were actual sex.

I really wasn't worried since it wasn't a hard grind. But what I should have been worried about was his voice. He started off with the "sexy" talk... "Hey girly... You're so hot... you like that..." etc. But then he switched over to a more romantic talk, and THAT is what got me. "You're soooo beautiful... I just want to make you happy... I want to look at you..." Well before I knew it, my legs started to tremble and what I thought was a stomach cramp started to move waaaaaaaaay down south. Before I knew it, I was actually cumming on top of my customer.

When I finally realized what was happening, I literally jumped up off the table - leaving my guy in mid hump. I was so self conscious about what was happening to me that I just grabbed my clothes off the floor and ran out of the room - completely naked. I'm so bad that I don't even let my boyfriends look at me when I'm cumming. I'm that kind of girl that grabs the guys head and pulls it to her, or I'll pull a pillow over my face, ANYTHING to hide my expression.

But apparently Trina is the complete opposite. She told me that not only does she not mind showing off her O-Face, but she doesn't really care what the guy is doing, saying, thinking, whatever at that moment. So I asked her exactly what goes down during one of her sessions when they request the Takin'-Care'-O-Business option.

I mean I know what I do. I'll sort of rub my fingers across my lips, but not really directly on my clit. I'll then curl up a finger or 2 and pretend to stick them inside my pussy. Seems to make most guys happy. And toys - forget it.

Trina said bring it on. Not only does she REALLY rub her clit, she will also finger herself (for an extra tip), and even use toys (for a really big tip). If you just want the basic masterbation show, she'll charge an extra $50 or so and she'll really bring herself to orgasm while the customer watches. She said the best part about it is that the guy usually takes care of his own happy ending, and it makes the session more enjoyable for herself.

Now what about the toys you ask? She said for an extra $100 or so, she'll use a toy as long as it's new in an unopened box. I asked her exactly how a toy session works and Trina likes them better than a standard session because the massage goes out the window. She doesn't let the customer use the toy on her, except for a few special guys that she's really comfortable with. Then she'll spend the time fucking herself with the dildo while the guy watches and jerks himself off. I had to know if she can get off doing it with a toy, and she said usually not - unless it has a vibrating component that works the clit like a rabbit or something.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that Trina is like a sister to me. If I had a dirty, slutty sister.

CJ

The Trina Enigma

There are things I talk too much about and things I don't talk enough about. And one of those things is Trina.

Trina is like wallpaper. She's just there. That's one of the things I love about her. She just shows up, does her job and goes home. No drama. No complaining. No craziness. Makes for a great coworker and a great best friend. And that's probably the reason why I never really talk about her. Everything that happens to her happens to me. My stories are her stories.

Or so I thought.

We were still close when I left The Business. But I was gone for so long that I kinda lost track of what she was up to at work. For a long time there she was The Business. It turns out that Audrey brought a couple of new girls in every now and then, but for the most part Trina held everything together while I was gone.

In the past, Audrey was always the busiest girl with roughly half the appointments. Then there was me, and finally Trina. She has her Regulars, but where she made her money was with the walk-ins. I guess you could say that where she lacks in Regulars, she makes up with in newbies.

When The Business was in full swing a couple of years ago and we worked with Audrey, Cindy and others, each of us had our own little thing going.

For example, Audrey considered herself the resident "Rocker Chick." She wore a little too much makeup, and kept her clothes a little too tight. And that hair style was just a tad bit too big for her head. I personally thought of her as the "Slutty Grandmother." Hey - some guys are into that. And from what I heard from the customers, she actually looked kinda hot with a cock in her mouth.

Cindy with her tattoos, funky hair and sleazy clothes was a "Dirty Girl." And after the implants, she became the "Stripper Girl." Not that she danced - but between the fake boobs, massage skills, and low sense of morals she became a triple threat.

Then there's yours truly. I've always considered myself the "Hot Chick" at work. Turns out I was only partially right. Based on what a lot of customers told me, I was known as the "Hot Chick I Used To Know In High School But Would Never Ever Give Me The Time Of Day But Oh How The Tables Have Turned" Girl.

Now Trina is the perfect example of the "Girl Next Door." She doesn't have the tattoo's of Cindy, Audrey's sluttiness, or even my rack. But she is really really pretty. And the customers tell me that what makes her so appealing is that she's "get-able." At least that's the word I've heard used. So I guess what I'm saying is that Trina is like the girl that didn't get away. I've always said that what guys want is a girl that looks like a slightly hotter version of their current or ex girlfriend/wife.

And she likes to masterbate in front of the customers.

Oooops. Did I say that? It's OK - Trina said I could talk about it. She confessed this to me just recently - that she does a little self gratification show for her "special" customers. All this time and I had no idea. Not that a girl touching herself in session is a surprise - in fact I offer that as an extra myself. Except that I don't do it for real.

Now here's the shocking part. Trina says she does it FOR REAL. At least for real most of the time. She admitted that one of her biggest perks at work is getting paid to jerk herself off. I guess most jobs don't include that. Personally I don't think I could actually bring myself to have an orgasm at work, but Trina says she does it all the time.

And why not she argues. She gets off. He gets off. Everyone wins.

I guess. The idea just kinda creeps me out. I just don't think I could ever get that relaxed at work. Especially in front of a guy I barely know. For me an orgasm is not something I can just whip up in 2 minutes. I think I admitted this before, but one of my little quirks is that I simply cannot show my "O-face" to anyone. Even the guy I'm fucking! And now I hear that my BFF does it for tips!

Oh well. Learn something new every day. There were even a couple of Trina stories that I was kinda shocked to hear, but I'll share those later. I'm just glad I'm able to actually talk about something other than the obvious.

CJ

Confessions of an Internet Superstar

Audrey was surfing the web the other day when she found a couple new references to The Business in one of those adult review websites. Every couple of weeks I also check. Sometimes it's good and sometimes it's not.

Someone took the time to give a review on Audrey, Trina and myself. Each one of us had a different post. The guy said that Audrey was "OK in the face," gave a decent massage and an enjoyable happy ending. No mention of full service, so I'm guessing our anonymous reviewer must not be one of her Regulars.

My review consisted of "cute" blonde with "fabulous tits." Thanks guy. But I got annoyed because he said that during the massage I "bounced" The Girls off his back. I have no clue what he's talking about because I never do that. If you look at the height of the massage tables, it would be really tough for me to lean that much over the customer. The guy must be full of shit and I doubt he was ever my customer. I was mad but Audrey just laughed it off and told me not to worry about it. Easy for her to say - she got a decent review.

Then there was Trina's.

This asshole had nothing nice to say about her. Basically he went on and on about how she's ugly and overweight and has no business working in a parlor. Nothing about her massages, so I wonder if he was ever a customer of hers. Or maybe he was just one of those assholes who got pissed off when she wouldn't offer him full service. Shit like that happens often.

About a year ago we found a review of us in one of those local "Yellow Pages" type of sites. That really surprised us because it's meant for things like pizza parlors and car mechanics. But there we were - 3 reviews of The Business.

One was very nice and didn't say anything that would make you think we were anything less than a regular day spa. Then the other 2 reviews were obviously written by the same person under different names. They were both posted on the same day and basically trashed us.

The first said we were nothing but a whorehouse and that we had no right being in business and the police should come close us down, Blah blah blah. Now the other post I thought was funny. It was all about Audrey and how she's a man-stealing skank, and no one in their right mind should let their husbands go to this place, etc., etc.

Personally, I thought it was close to the mark. But for whatever reasons, Audrey was freaked out by it. So I called my personal Techno-Geek and asked him if he could do something about it. He made a few inquiries and figured out how to have the bad reviews deleted.

Every couple of months we'll find a new reference to The Business on the internet. I'm paranoid about them because they usually use my real name. If anyone I know ever put 2 and 2 together, I may be in trouble. But apart from the whole Everyone-Knows-What-I-Do-For-A-Living thing, the posts are usually not bad. I know I'm a good masseuse, and the reviews usually say I give a good massage and I'm not full service. That and "fabulous tits" anyway.

A friend of mine recently showed me some websites of callgirls. I was amazed that these girls show pictures, prices, descriptions and even reviews!!! I was shocked - I mean the thought of anyone I knew seeing me up on the internet like that.

Now imagine if erotic massage were perfectly normal and legal... The Business could have a website showing hours, directions, prices and even pictures of us! Talk about customer service. I've seen actual websites like this, but they were usually in places like New Zealand where it's legal (Hmmmmmmm... idea for next "Happyendingz - International"). A reader once forwarded me a site for a massage business that was questionable. It didn't really give away anything, or even use common code words or lingo, so I was surprised to learn that he actually got a happy ending there.

So there you have it guys - I'm actually floating around out there in cyberspace if you're lucky enough to find me. Here's an idea for a new contest... The first customer to get me in session and mention the word "HappyEndingz" gets a free double. Good luck!

CJ

Freak of the Week - The Sadistic Fuck

THIS is the story that I wanted Trina to tell last week, but she refused. So I'm gonna tell it instead because I think it needs to be said.

Trina has this Regular that's been in maybe 6 or 7 times. Definitely a Regular because whenever he comes in, he insists on seeing her and only her. To me, he just looks like some normal old guy, maybe around 60. Always wearing a sweater with nice dress shoes, like he just got back from visiting his grandkids. Hair is only slightly gray and cut very short.

At first glance you'd say he was a retired military or corporate guy. We get a lot of those around here. The guys with the decent retirement still have the cash to splurge on us once a month. And it's funny because some of these guys are like clockwork. For example, I have a retired Regular who has a standing appointment for the third wednesday of every month at 11 am. He probably tells his wife he's out golfing.

Anyway, this customer of Trina's only books a 30 minute session. According to her, when he gets in the room, he just drops his pants and sits in a chair. He doesn't want a massage. Instead, he tells her to undress and then go straight to the happy ending while he's sitting in the chair and she's kneeling in front of him. So in other words, their session is basically a 30 minute hand job.

Now that's a looooong time for anyone to keep that up, so her arms must be killing her by the end. But that's not the sadistic part of the session. Apparently, while Trina is naked on her knees working that cock with her hands, this old guy just goes on and on saying the most vile, twisted, perverted, sickest shit you can possibly imagine.

And I don't mean the typical "you're a dirty whore" stuff either. Trina refuses to talk about it now, but from what I've gathered, this sick mother fucker says the most humiliating and degrading things about her. A lot of it is along the lines of "how can you look yourself in the mirror?" or "if your mother could see you now" - kinda shit. I mean the most insulting, hurtful kind of stuff that can be said.

Trina's just sits there quietly taking it while continuing to work his dick. She isn't allowed to say anything back, or make eye contact. And this torture goes on for 30 minutes, or until he finally cums. Then he just sort of zips up and leaves while she cleans herself up.

The first time she ever had him in session, Trina said it was kinda funny for the first 10 minutes, then it felt uncomfortable before moving on to creepy. And by the end of the session it was actually starting to get to her. After he left that first time, she locked herself in the bathroom and cried. I asked her why she continues to see him if he's such an asshole. Turns out that he tips extremely good - I mean we're talking rent money good. So if Trina is willing to sell a tiny piece of her self respect each month in order to pay her bills, who am I to say anything?

Now you know me - any guy says ANYTHING that bothers me and his ass is out the door. No Regular is worth that. If a guy wants to call me a dirty whore in order to fit the mood, that's one thing. But if a guy calls me a dirty whore and MEANS it - that's something else. I can't imagine selling little bits of my soul like that for any amount of money.

I just really pisses me off to think about it. She deserves better. That's all.

CJ

Trina and the Hand Job

Trina was soooooo pissed off when I came to work today. She was just finishing up day shift when she took her last customer. She thought it was going to be an easy 30 minute session, and a little bit of extra money for the road. Anyway, as she's giving this guy a hand release he isn't making any noise. Not a big deal, some customers are the quiet type. Now we're professionals, and it's our job to get you guys off, but a LITTLE bit of feedback would be nice!

Normally we shoot the jizz onto the customers belly for an easy cleanup. Unfortunately, Trina thought the guy was just getting hard and was working him straight up and down. That's when it happened.

POW!

Cum everywhere. And he was a real sprayer too! He shot straight up with little beads of jizz all over her face. It got into her eyelashes, it got into her hair, and a glob even ended up dangling on her nose. She said she totally froze for about 10 seconds. The guy kept cuming, even though her hand stopped moving. That first blast just did her in. When she finally came back to her senses, she tried to wipe up her face as best she could (luckily she didn't get any in her eyes - that shit burns!), but what was really pissing her off was her hair. Guys - you wanna tick off your girlfriend? Just cum in her hair. That shit gets sticky and it's hard to wash out. And when you're at work, you don't want to have to jump into the shower and wash your hair after every customer. I know we're "sex" workers, but we don't want to look like we're sex workers.

So there she is - cum glazed hair, her shift is over, and now she can't leave the building until she showers. And all that for $80. (Last guy who came on MY face was not by accident, and he paid me a very pretty penny for that honor. But that's for another time...)

Now I told you that story to tell you this one. I just discovered that Trina has raised her rates. She went from $60 to $80 for the topless option. At first I was surprised and started to argue that we can't do that without Audrey's approval. Then I remembered that Audrey has already thrown us under the bus. Audrey was NEVER charging what we charge. I feel like its every man for himself around here, so I let it go. Time to change my rates too. Sorry guys - but by the time you read this it'll be too late - my rates have just gone up. It now costs me $20 a day in gas just to get here!!!

But Trina's rates aren't what I wanted to talk about. Trina is my best friend. We both got our Massage Licenses together oh-so-many years ago. We both worked legitimate salons for a while, but it was Trina who made the first move to the Dark Side. Hers is a funny story. I was working at an upscale place near downtown, catering to rich housewives, while she was working a dingy hair and nail place by the turnpike. Her job was legit, but every now and then she would get these guys who would ask her for a "Happy Ending." The first time she was shocked and offended. The second time she was just offended. And by the 20th time she was just annoyed. What was so great about a Happy Ending that they were willing to pay extra money for one?

Well you're probably thinking that one day Trina decided to just take some guy up on his offer and she loved hand jobs so much she never looked back. WRONG. The Hand Job is the bane of all licensed massage therapists. It's that line between good and evil, right and wrong, and legal/illegal. It's the difference between a state licensed professional healthcare provider and a Whore. It's that point in Star Wars where Darth Vader says "Give in to your anger...and feel the Power of the Dark Side!" Do you get my point????? It's really that big of a deal to us!

However, the Almighty Hand Job is also the difference between Luxury and Poverty, New Car and Public Bus, or Macy's and Goodwill. For Trina, it became the difference between Apartment and Homeless. She's always been a sucker for abusive boyfriends (a total self esteem thing that I won't go into), and there was this one guy who ended up ripping her off for almost everything she had. So there she was with no money, no options and no friends (we had lost touch at this point, else I would have helped her out, or made this guy disappear, or a combination of the 2). In legit massage, we typically get $40 - $80 per session, but the salon can take up to half. And tips? Forget it. Biggest tip you'll get is $20. And poor Trina was supplementing her income by doing nails when she wasn't in session.

Rent money can be a mighty big motivator. So big, that Trina left her salon one day and applied for a job in her towns one known massage parlor. She told me that she made the decision all on her own and had no regrets or reservations. She just walked on in and asked for a job. And with her massage license, she was most welcome since they can always show that off to any cops who start nosing around. And that was it. Nothing quite as dramatic as a Lifetime TV special about hooker housewives. It was just another career decision, as far as she was concerned.

When we finally got back in touch and she told me her story, I was disgusted and intrigued at the same time. The idea that my classmate had lowered herself to this level really disappointed me. But I couldn't believe the mad money she was earning. Now I know you're all wondering what her first illegal hand job was like. Apparently it wasn't nearly as traumatic for her as I would have thought. Her first customer was this old guy who was a regular at that business. He didn't ask for anything weird or kinky. She said the hardest thing for her was taking her clothes off for a total stranger. Trina has always been big boned for as long as I've known her. She's always had issues with getting naked with a boyfriend for the first time, but she explained to me that getting naked for a total stranger FOR MONEY was a completely different experience.

In her relationships, she used her body and sex to get guys to like her. Now in The Business, guys are now offering her money for what she normally just gave up. Totally messed with her head. Took her a long time to get used to that, and even longer before she realized she could use this to her advantage.

As for me, I'll save my first hand job story for later. Let's just say that it's as far from Trina's story as possible.

Keep those questions coming guys!

CJ