My Single Favorite Nightclub Story: Fiancee and the Rich Arab.

As I've discussed before, I do a variety of...things for a couple high end night clubs. As such, I see shit that would make the average man, even the ones here, skin crawl. The things women are willing to do, the desperation, it's absolutely disturbing.

This is one of those stories.

So a couple months ago our Staff had Been informed that we would be hosting an Arabian prince and his traveling party---these guys have a group of like 15 People who exist to travel with them and keep their fucking mouths shut.

So we spend the entire night on top of our game looking for things that could ruin this whale's good time. These guys spend lavishly but are notoriously fickle about their environment. Throughout the night I notice this very cute blonde dancing with her obvious military boyfriend. His posture, stance, and general demeanor gave him away. They're smiling, laughing, dancing, and generally being the center of attention with how happy they are. Also, her sister looked jealous as shit so that was funny.

Then outta fucking nowhere, he proposes to her. In the middle of the club. She is now the center of attention. People cheering her on. People buying them drinks. Women notice this handsome soldier and scoot near him when his now fiancee isn't looking. All around funny scene.

Call on the radio. Prince is here. Party of 10 guys. No girls. This means they're going to want girls. Activate protocol: Call the bIG guns. See, high end night clubs have a guy in staff. He's a specific guy whose name nobody knows but whose face is very familiar. He magically shows up with 5 of the hottest women in Earth right around the time rich clients show up. He's running late. We have to stall.

So this prince sits down and before I can start playing the game, he looks at me, hands me cash and points at blonde fiancée. One of my jobs is to never say no to people like this so I of course go ask.

I assume this girl is going to tell me fuck off and this prince is going to stop giving me cash. I'm pissed. I mean I've seen women do filthy shit but this girl had just been proposed to and the guy is here. No way she goes with me...right?

Wrong. She sees where I'm coming from and the second I come up to her she says in a gleeful tone "They chose me didn't they!". I informed her about the rules, that she could have whatever she wanted but she'd have to work for it. I was very blunt. I was trying to scare her away.

She couldn't have been more enthused and for good reason, within seconds these guys had been delivered hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of booze and party favors. It was some Caligula shit and she was at the epicenter. Anything she ordered they paid for. She danced and took off clothes and rubbed cocks, the kind of girl guys like me make alot of money from.

Only I couldn't enjoy it because her fiancee is standing there screaming for her to come back. He's going from pissed to devastated to crushed. Even worse the prince demands me to remove him or his staff will. So I have to fucking toss this god damn hero out of the area. I got the bartender to cover his tab but it still felt awful. Her sister is yelling, screaming things to the military guy like "I told you she's always been like this, you're too good for her. Let's just leave her."

Just then...The Man shows up with I shit you not, 10 of the most retardedly attractive women I've ever seen. Nothing below 9. In a club full of babes these women made the rest invisible.

Want to know what the prince told me right in front of old blonde fiancee: Get this trash outta here.

The look on her face when she realized she'd been used, that she was simply entertainment until the real girls arrived, that she was the equivalent to a zoo animal rich men tossing money to see what she would do for it, that she had left the only man in the club who actually gave a fuck about her for ten minutes of hypergamy, it was absolutely hilarious if I didn't feel so bad for military guy.

I knew what would happen. I knew she would go running back to him and kiss the ring and play the sympathy card. I couldn't let it happen. So I had security kick her out. They didn't even ask me why. They saw her. They knew what I was doing.

I go find military guy, inform him and sister girl that all their drinks are paid for and they can have any open table. I introduce him to every club skank I have on staff, but it's clear him and sister girl are perfectly happy with each other. They're ignoring his fiancees calls and grinding on each other like nothing had ever happened.

I don't know what became of them but I hope he took the ring bsck thst night.

As always, female hypergamy knows no bounds. It is a biological imperative. This is a brave new world we live in, hypergamy unleashed.

The more ya know.