My Seventh wrestling session

Today was my 3rd wrestling session with CC. I gave her a phone today so we can text each other. She is learning really quickly. Today, we went over takedowns and transitions to various submissions. She took me down and pinned me in a schoolgirl hold, followed by a triangle choke from the mount. She also did a schoolgirl pin with transition to front headscissors. Her legs clamped around my neck and I couldn't breathe. She also did the crucifix with transition to side headscissors. Once again, her legs wrapped around my neck and the pressure was scary as she squeezed incredibly hard. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her legs were smooth against my neck but as she began to apply pressure, I felt myself going faint and just managed to tap out.

My Sixth Wrestling Session

Yesterday was my 2nd time with CC. She is so fun to be with. We were having so much fun wrestling together. She learns quickly and she is so nice to me. Today she wore dark sweats that hugged her legs and I could tell she bike rides a lot by the size and tone of her muscles. We didn't waste any time and got right down to business. I taught her a couple of takedowns which she picked up really quick and we went over all the holds I showed her the previous time. When she placed me in guard, I could feel the ripple of her muscles against my torso and that gave me a little bit of a scare. She seemed more in control and moved on me more aggressively to pin me and squeeze me. She got me in a few triangle holds and squeezed me so tightly, I could barely catch my breath but somehow I managed to laugh with her as she watched my face turn different shades of red and purple.

The time went by fast and I was scheduled to meet with JF for another session. She texted me that she needed to stay at home to supervise a construction crew and would I be willing to go to her place @ 1 PM. I was a little hesitant because I really prefer to do all the wrestling sessions at home but I reluctantly agreed. When I googled her address, I had to do a double take because it looked like a commercial address in an industrial area.

I arrived a little before 1 and pulled up to an old brick building in an industrial part of downtown not far from Loaves and Fishes. BTW, the address is 1515 N C Street, Sacramento, CA 95811. I was beginning to feel uncomfortable with all the homeless people camped outside a loading dock next door. At around 12:58, I walked up to a gated entrance with a padlock and texted JF that I was outside. I just kind of stood there waiting and looking inside through the glass door behind the gate to see if anyone was in there. About a minute later a guy appeared from off to the side and asked me who I was looking for. I told him that I was waiting for Jennifer and he said the she had gone out to buy some food and was on her way back.

I didn't really feel comfortable standing out there with shady looking transients sitting not more than 20 feet away so I got back in my car and turned on the cumbia to wait for her. A few minutes later she pulled up in her red sports car wearing a fedora. We greeted each other and I asked her what kind of place this was. She replied that she lived here. I was a little taken aback and I am sure she noticed my reaction but in any case, she showed me inside to a rundown interior that sort of resembled a really old office building with multiple rooms, a stairway to a 2nd floor and a couple of bathrooms off to the side. She then told me that she was part owner/investor in the building because she brokered the sale of the building to a friend of hers and then agreed to plow her commission back into the rehab of the building into an airbnb. I asked her if she was a real estate agent and she said she is studying to become one. Hmm, that's kind of strange since it would have been impossible to broker any real estate deal without a valid DRE license but no matter. I decided to play along. She continued to embellish her financial status by talking about how she was investing over 50 thousand dollars of her own money into it. She then led me upstairs to where I was supposed to set up and when she opened the door, out came Penny, her dog wagging her tail. "Uh oh", I thought since I then realized that I had forgotten the dog food I had bought last week. I was holding onto the two wrestling mats and struggled to drag them upstairs with me. Her studio was actually cozy but spacious at the same time. On one end was a giant bed. The place really wasn't large enough for wrestling but we hadn't gotten to talking about that point. I admitted to her that I had forgotten the dog food and then was stunned when she asked in a demanding way for money to help her pay for a bag of dog food that she had already purchased. I fished in my wallet and gave her a few dollars. I waited but there was no thank you. Nothing. At that point I suggested that we just reschedule to next week. Then, out of her mouth came another request. Could I advance her the session fee? I would never do such a thing for anyone and immediately apologized in my rejection of that idea. She didn't seem bothered and we then went downstairs again. She showed me the remodeling that was going on and I told her I was a general contractor. "What a coincidence!", she announced. She then introduced me to a worker painting texture on a wall. I thought she was going to introduce me as a general contractor to him but instead she introduced me as the guy showing her wrestling holds. I felt so humiliated since I do not want other people knowing about these sessions and by that point, I really wanted out of there. Before I left, she asked if I could turn a bath into a shower. I looked at the bathrooms and said no problem. Then something weird occurred. She asked me to stand against the wall to have my picture taken for her boss. This was getting stranger by the moment and I was anxious to get the hell out of there. I finally managed to escape and get back in my car.

The wonderful time I had with CC disintegrated into a feeling of anxiety, sadness and anger yesterday afternoon after meeting with JF. I couldn't believe at how ungrateful she turned out to be. It was almost like she thought of me as an ATM machine that spits out cash. I felt used and abused all at the same time.

Update: 11/11/2015
Today I was on the stationary bike pedaling furiously while watching some French film on Netflix called Mea Culpa. It was a really good workout because I was completely drenched in sweat. I got off the bike and was getting ready to hop on the treadmill when the phone rang. It was her! WTF? Why was she calling me? Yesterday she called me at work and apologized for dialing because she meant to call someone else. Why now? I was completely caught off guard when she told me that she was so sorry for how she acted the other day and explained that she was in a bad mood that had nothing to do with me and could I forgive her? Of course I accepted her apology. In that short conversation, she completely redeemed herself because I was ready to wipe her completely away from my life. I told her that I was a little busy right now but would like to start back up after Thanksgiving. She said anytime is fine with her and that was that. So now everything is okay.

My Fifth Wrestling Session

Today was the second session with Faerydae, the woman with incredible strength. Thanks to 12 years of wrestling experience, Faerydae picked up all the techniques I showed her and applied them with devastating force.

I decided that it was time to string some holds together and showed her how to transition from a cross body pin to a crucifix and then figure four headscissors. She did it easily the first time. We then went over a couple of takedowns and then I had her show me traditional wrestling takedowns that she had learned previously. Within 1 minute, she had combined the takedown and then pinned me. I couldn't believe how fast she was. Her takedowns were unstoppable.

At that point, I realized that this woman was way more skilled than I had originally thought. I then decided that it was time to wrestle her and see if she could bring me down with resistance. We started out standing in a clinch and I tried to contain her but it was impossible. She immediately pulled me to the ground in a quick takedown. I tried to squirm my way away from her but she held on like a vice and moved up on me quickly from behind. In a last ditch effort, I held my arms together but she pulled me over with ease and then moved to the cross body pin. I began to panic as I felt her body flex on mine as she pulled my arms apart. I couldn't move at all at this point no matter how I struggled. She then quickly transitioned to the crucifix. Again I struggled but she had both my arms trapped. Finally, she nimbly wrapped her leg around my neck and clamped down in a figure four choke, leaving me gasping for air. I quickly tapped out.

Needless to say, Faerydae is by far the most talented of all the women I have wrestled with. She is both beautiful and incredibly strong. Her legs are not to be messed with and I already issued her a challenge to beat me at arm wrestling which I have no doubt she will be able to do in a short period of time.

My Fourth Wrestling Session

CC arrived a little late but that wasn't a problem. Like JC and FD, she did all the holds I asked. She was a quick learner and mastered the triangle choke from guard and mount the first time. Her legs were toned and strong and when she squeezed, I couldn't breathe. She had a great personality and enjoyed the entire session.

My favorite part of the session was when she had me in a schoolgirl pin with my arms through her knees. I instructed her to squeeze her legs against my head while I struggled to get free. I fought like my life depended on it but I couldn't budge her from the hold. Finally, drenched in sweat, I gave up.

My Third Wrestling Session

This time I found a woman a little more desperate for money than the other two women. I picked Joy Catherine up near her house and drove her back to my house. Joy was very strong. Her legs were not quite as strong as Faerydae but still but me in a hell of a squeeze. She did everything I asked and laughed as she saw me turn different shades of purple as she squeezed. What was amazing though, was that she beat me in arm wrestling, both left and right handed. I asked her how she got so strong and she told me it was from carrying around her son all the time.

One of the memorable holds of the morning was the crucifix transitioning to headscissors. Once I was trapped, I couldn't move any part of my upper body. Both my arms were trapped while she was choking me. I struggled to get free but began to lose energy as the pressure around my neck increased. I started to have trouble breathing. At that point, I couldn't even tap out to let her know I had enough. The room started to spin a little as I managed to squeak out an "I give".

My Second Wrestling Session

Unbelievable. That is all I can say to describe how well my second wrestling session went. I found a young woman named Faerydae Douglas from Model Mayhem. She is about 5'7 and when she came to the door, I was amazed at how solidly built she was. Her arms and legs were thicker than mine and I could tell that she was very athletic. We went through the different holds and unlike the first woman,  did all the holds I asked of her, headscissors, triangle chokes, etc.

Faerydae Douglas

Her strength was incredible. When she put me in a body scissors, I instructed her to feel my stomach moving as I breathed and squeeze as I tried to inhale. I could barely catch a breath as she clamped down. It was incredible the amount of power she had. She was an extremely quick learner and I am sure it was all the years of collegiate wrestling she had that helped. When she put me in a triangle choke from guard, she performed the hold correctly the very first time. I was seeing stars and she wasn't even applying any pressure. I struggled to escape and she started to squeeze harder. I couldn't take it anymore and quickly tapped out. The same was true of her figure four chokes. With just her legs around my neck and no pressure at all, I could feel myself getting light headed. I then proceeded to try and escape and with her applying only a little bit of pressure, I had to give up.

I am so lucky I found her. She is really excited about learning more and practicing with me. After it was over, I tested her upper body strength by arm wrestling with her. I struggled to beat her. Most women have weaker arms but she was really strong. Finally, I managed to pin her after much effort. I then asked her to give me a piggy back ride. When I got on her back, I asked if it was hard and she said I felt so light she could run without any difficulty.

My First Wrestling Session

The truth is I have always had an urge to be wrestled to the ground and pinned by a beautiful woman but never acted on those fantasies. There is something erotic about having a woman wrap her legs or

arms around my neck or body and squeeze until I can't breathe or see stars. There are plenty of women who work out and others who have learned how to do just that but they are difficult to find, or so I thought.

Just for the hell of it, one day about a month ago, I decided to post an ad in the Sacramento craigslist. Here is the ad:

Looking for attractive and fit woman 18-30 to place me in wrestling holds once or twice a month. No experience necessary. Email pic and contact info if interested in this unique gig.

Safe, clean, privacy guaranteed and fun! $100/hr.

After publishing the ad, I pretty much forgot about it. I honestly never really believed anyone would actually respond to something that probably seemed pretty weird. But after about a week, I suddenly received a response from someone asking me for more details. She included her pic and wow was she hot looking!

Jennifer Frantz

Once I explained plainly that all it involved was me showing her holds, then having her place me in those holds and finally me struggling to break free, she seemed really interested. Just reading her response made my heart skip a few beats.

We originally scheduled a meeting at my place on a Sunday morning at 10 AM. I could barely sleep the few days leading up to the date. The thought of all this actually happening after years of thinking and fantasizing about it made me lose my appetite and much needed rest. To prepare, I printed out pictures of various wrestling holds with the intention of going through as many as possible during the 1 hour time frame.

The big day arrived. I prepared the wrestling mats and was all set. I even took another shower in the morning just to make sure I smelled okay for her. 10 AM came and went. I began to feel dejected that after all this I was being stood up. After about 1/2 hour, I texted her and she apologized for forgetting our meeting. We then set up another date for the following Friday morning.

Once again, everything was all set. This time she arrived - a little late because she got lost but no problem. Jennifer was pretty tall, maybe 5' 7" and her arms and legs were good size as well. She claimed it was because she got fat but it didn't look like fat to me. She challenged me to squeeze her bicep. It was pretty hard. But what struck me was how sweet and friendly she was. I was really hoping she would trust me and after a short time, she seemed just fine.

After some introduction to basic wrestling hold techniques, I started showing her the holds. I felt so nervous being with her because I had never done something like this before. But after a while, she really got into it and began doing them on me. There were a few holds where I got a little scared because I couldn't get out of the hold and she was starting to squeeze pretty hard. There is something about being completely helpless and at the mercy of someone of the opposite sex that is dangerous and erotic at the same time. Her legs were pretty thick and once she was able to lock them around my neck, I knew I wouldn't be able to break free.

The whole experience was so enjoyable for me and she liked it as well. We agreed to meet again in a couple of weeks.

The Business Partnership That Fell Apart

I probably should have posted something last year around this time about my ongoing involvement with Custom Development. So before I begin relating this saga, I should fill in a few historical blank spots. On a sunny morning in May, I agreed to meet Dino at the Denny's on Sunrise Blvd near CFF. Yes, the same gym where I encountered the young woman wearing grandma perfume. Anyways, the meeting was an opportunity to hear Dino and his old friend, Joe Sandino offer up a proposal to become partners in a relaunch of Custom Development. You see, up until that point, Dino and I had been operating CDC in survival mode, with both of us working out of our homes. I handled the accounting while Dino pounded the pavement looking for morsels of work to do. It was enough to get by but by last year, the economy had improved, housing prices were going up and things in general were looking pretty good for the home improvement industry. Just getting by wasn't good enough and I was up to moving on to something better. Over a breakfast of eggs and countless cups of coffee, the idea for a fully operational version of CDC began to take shape. Both Dino and Joe had gone through their own respective personal bankruptcies and stellar credit was not their forte. I, on the other hand, while sometimes scraping close to the bottom in my personal finances, always made sure that my bills were paid, giving me something valuable that they didn't have - a good FICO score.

The plan was for Dino and Joe to provide the experience and some initial start up costs and I would help get the company setup with vendors on my good credit. I was a little hesitant at first but I had known Dino long enough to know that the likelihood of me being left high and dry was pretty slim. Joe, on the other hand was an unknown. Dino introduced me to Joe and explained their connection. Joe owned a company called Weatherite which focused on residential window replacement. The crash of 2008 wasn't very kind to the home improvement industry and Weatherite came crashing to the ground. But 5 years had past and it was time to jump in the pool again.

Back to our meeting: Joe came prepared with his job profit and expense ratios. Jobs sold around 3X the cost and after deducting all direct expenses including commissions of 10% and lead fees of 16%, there should be about 24% left. Admin costs take away another 10% so by Joe's calculation, each job should net something like 12 - 14%. The idea was to divvy up this remaining amount as profit sharing with Joe and Dino splitting 80 and me taking the remaining 20. Sounds pretty good. According to Joe, anything over a hundred thousand a month would be gravy. After the meeting ended and my stomach couldn't hold one more sip of coffee, I agreed to go home and think about it.

The truth was I wasn't making much doing little piddly accounting work for Dino so I figured that nothing ventured, nothing gained would doom me to a boring existence and I was ready for a change. We rented an office/warehouse space in a seedy section of North Highlands on the cheap. I would have preferred something close, like that little space on Pyrites Way that Dino and I worked in for a little over a year beginning in 2009. But Gold River rental rates are a few notches above North Highlands and we were starting on a shoe-string budget.

At first things went pretty well. Joe seemed knowledgeable at least when it came to bathrooms. He brought over his crew consisting of Vasile and Nikolay. We gradually increased our volume. Joe's main job was to oversee the lead generation aspect of the company and insisted on receiving his fee no matter his department was productive or not. This began to place a strain on our arrangement since there were times that a job was a real loser and everyone else sacrificed in response except for Joe.

As for me, I handled the accounting like always and tried to save some cash for emergencies by transferring some funds into a savings account. Joe interpreted it as me hiding money from him which was really stupid and paranoid of him.

Looking back at this time period, that paranoia no longer seemed too out of character. As a general rule, I avoid politics, especially people with strong conservative views simply because they tend to be very difficult people to reason with. Joe began emailing me stuff about Obama - the typical crude, stuff you might expect from an Obama hater, i.e. communist, born in Kenya, socialist, etc. At one point, I was talking with him and he showed me an email on his computer and asserted that Obama was actually the devil. WTF? This is coming from someone who I assumed was intelligent, graduating from college with a degree in chemistry.

From that point on, I began to suspect Joe had a few screws loose and when he accused me and Dino of hiding money, the pieces began to fit together.

Finally, one day in April, 2014. I received an email from Joe saying that he wasn't coming in for the Monday meeting we usually had. In his long diatribe, he once again accused me and Dino of deceit and hiding money, both complete lies. In any case, the next day I walked into the office and it was nearly completely empty. Over the weekend, he had cleaned us out. To top it off, in his email, he demanded $10,000 as a settlement for outstanding amounts owed. After analyzing his ledger, Dino and I decided to pay him what he wanted since it turned out to be quite a bit less than what what was actually owed after all the jobs went through.

What an ordeal! I am so glad he is gone. He really was quite an asshole and since he left the company has been doing quite well without him.