Replaced

Last Wednesday I got replaced in vip.

I had an hour vip with two guys and another girl. Apparently the other girl had told the guys that the hour would cost them $300 (this is the minimum we're allowed to charge and most girls wont go that low). After we get into the room the waitress comes in to collect the room fee of $100 per guy for the hour. Then she tells the guys that they need to pay us up front and asks how much they owe us. $400, I blurted out. The guys stammered a bit and then the other girl tells me that she told them $300 earlier. Fuck. They had money, they would have paid the $400 if retard hadn't opened her trap and low-balled that shit.

So now I'm pissed because I'm only getting $300 for my hour and that's not a good way to start off a vip. At least they paid with cash.

My guy wasn't too bad, a bit handsy but listened when I told him "no." Then I notice that the other girl's dude had pulled his penis out. She's visibly upset about this and he reassures her with

"it's ok, they won't even notice."

Uhh, incorrect. I noticed your tiny white limp excuse for a dick hanging out of your pants you dumb piece of shit. Whatever.

About 40 minutes into the vip I tell my customer that I have to go to the bathroom and I'll be right back. I headed to bathroom and tried and waste some time in there. Then I went to the dressing room to check my phone.

I finally decided it was time to head back to the room (I was gone maybe 5 minutes) and as I entered I saw a girl. Some fake-tittied asian bimbo dancing before my customer. The waitress is in there and the whole thing was quite awkward. I figured out pretty quickly that I'd been replaced.

"So, uh, I guess I'm done here," I muttered as I collected the rest of my outfit and exit the vip.

What the fuck? Did they think I just wouldn't notice this? Did they think I wasn't going to come back?

Even more hilarious was the fact that my customer kept complimenting my boobs and telling how nice they were and how he picked me because I have nice real boobs. His exact words were

"That's why I picked you, I hate big fake tits."

...My replacement not only had fake boobs, she had poorly done fake boobs. The kind that look like they're melding together in the middle.

Honestly I didn't care too much about being replaced since I got paid and didn't have to be in there the entire time, but I'm pretty sure I still bitched about it to everyone.