The lyrics of Stephen Stills' song are well known in USA.
Usually they come up when something's really wrong.
"There's somethin' happenin' here.
What it is ain't exactly clear.
There's a man with a gun over there
A-tellin' me I've got to beware."
Performed by Buffalo Springfield you can hear the song here
Buffalo Springfield - For What It's Worth 1967 showing a young Neil Young.
Later Stills reworked it to 'America's children'
CSN&Y performed it on 4-way street
You can enjoy it here
CSN&Y - 49 Bye-Byes , America's Children (4 Way Street).mpgLater Stephen Stills had a relationship with Veronique Sanson.
That and their separation more or less ended the highlights of his career.
What does it have to do with GT?
Well, just read on. You will find out why I thought of these four lines.
In principle I cannot comment anymore on this site about GT. I will do so anyway while trying to remain sincere. The mods just have to decide whether they will remove this story. The reason for this is that I cannot longer respect this club. I cannot respect some of the girls either.
Before I entered GT I talked to the security guy. I told him that the lights of my bike failed me last time I was there. We checked it together. The lights are OK. We switched off both lights. End of story? No, just read on. Now I know why the lights failed me the last time.
When I entered GT they accepted my ticket without as much as looking at the code. They clearly know me and they clearly were expecting me. When I was a bit flabbergasted by this, the curly haired theke said 'Du spinnst'. Not very kind or appropriate.
In the bar there were about 10 to 12 girls and about 20 plus men at 12.15. What has happened to GT? On a Friday this is way out of what used to be the case last year. I started writing for this site as I sure wanted to reciprocate my free entry ticket.
So far so good. Somehow I could not put the story on the website. I don't know why. Others were using the wifi without a problem. I asked one of them. He explained to me how it worked for him but still my iPad failed me. It was a very positive story. In hindsight I am happy that I haven't put it on the net.
In sauna I meet a brown bear with a white fur. He uses the name Choco. We talk for a considerable time, inside and outside the sauna. He is a nice guy.
Then I meet Karin and disaster starts.
I like her looks. I wanted a blonde and she is a quite beautiful one. I talk to her. She tells me she is from Spain. I tell her that a lot of Romanians claim to be from Spain but actually they only have worked there. She speaks a few Spanish words. Doesn't know how to answer to a few simple Portuguese words. That is a bit strange, Spanish people normally can do that without a problem. She tells that Portuguese people can understand Spanish and Spanish can understand Italian. That's it, she said. It is not true. Not by a long shot. I have lived with a Spanish girl, so don't fool me. I asked her what the most important square was in Madrid. She doesn't understand the question. Then I repeat it with the most important museum in Madrid. She doesn't understand the word Madrid. OK, but what if I pronounce it the Spanish way? Still no clue. Well, it's the capital of Spain. 'Oh', she says. Well she doesn't know. I should have stopped there but I liked her face, butt and blonde hair too much. She said she would kiss me and blow me without condom at no extra charge. Well, why not. You're obvious not Spanish. You're lying about it, but you look nice and service seems to be OK.
We go to the smallest room. Kissing is OK but she tends to evade my lips. She is not very good in that. I get enough lip service. Her tongue touching my lips is better than most kissers give me.
Blowjob is OK. Condom shows up early. I tell her we're gonna kiss a bit more and then she will blow me a bit more and that will take about 15 minutes. She says "Well, you don't come so easily". What's that? I came on all my sessions in GT the last couple of weeks with ease. Holding back repeatedly. Often missing a position as doggy simply was outpacing me. "Oh, but you want three positions". Yes we got 5 minutes for each one. Then she repeats her remark about me not coming so easily. Then she keeps repeating that several times. I ask her to caress my balls and blow at the same time. She does this wonderfully well. I almost come and have to start kissing again to have a break. I managed to make it till about 12 minutes. Then she went on top. She tried to put the condom on with her mouth and failed hopelessly. A bit painful but that will be soon gone. Her on top is OK but short-lived. I cannot blame her. It must be exhausting. Then we go doggy. It is difficult to hold back. I slow the pace down. Pace goes up again and when I almost come (third time) I ask for mish. Disaster starts. When I want to put my dick in she starts inspecting the condom. She says it's broken. It's not but she insists. I put it off and wanted to fetch some water. Better safe than sorry. Then she says that it's not broken but that I already have come. So, no need to check. There was some pre-ejaculatory fluid (voorvocht or pre-cum) but I definitely had not come yet. She pulled her legs together so I could not enter anymore. I tried to explain it to her. To no avail. She kept repeating "You think I'm stupid ...". meaning to say that I only could come once in half an hour and that services were done. She could see I had come? She repeated her question about alleged stupidity about five times and then I was bored with it. I said yes. Her face was triumphant. OK, let's caress a bit more and call it a day. I wanted to take a shower, wait half an hour and look for another girl. Complaining to the theke has not proven to be to my advantage in this club. After shower, I meet the Choco man. He is nice. I show him what I had written so far. Then an older theke (40 plus, slim, sharp features, brown hair) comes to me. I am surprised. Take my tablet with me. I kind of snatched it out of Choco's hands as I was a bit flabbergasted. Sorry to Choco for this. Thekes tend to make me nervous.
At the desk there's three thekes: the curly one (du spinnst, remember), the older one and the tall one that managed to do the job on her own last year. I start telling them that the session with Karin was technically alright. But then things change ("A-tellin' me I've got to beware.", the first two lines of the lyrics apply to most of the story here). The older theke says that I have insulted Karin. How? Well I told her she was stupid. I explain her about the five times. Showing clear provocation. Conversation is a bit difficult as my German is not very good this day. I spoke German, English, Dutch, Portuguese, a few words of Spanish and a lot of French today. German is my fourth language, so it's not coming easy today. They complain about it. Then they tell me that the girl cried and I already had done this to another girl. I leave them to that. I didn't do anything to Isabelle or Karin. I treated them much nicer than most men would do in similar circumstances. They harrassed me in more than one way. Than they tell me that Karin didn't want to stimulate my private area. Well, it's not true. I asked her to do so. She did so for about 15 minutes. I try to explain this to them but they don't grasp it. If a girl doesn't want to kiss or stimulate your private area than they will not do that for most of the time. It's simply a lie. Then they tell me that the stories about Karin are all good. I simply reply that next to these good stories there's one bad story to come: mine. (I checked it today. There is one neutral story about Karin and one negative.) The tall and older theke go backdoor. Leave me waiting for a long time. They come back and they don't talk about the insult anymore. They don't apologize for the provocation or the lies by Karin. Instead, they want to show their power over me. Well, if that's your life, you can do that. Be happy with it. Living between four walls all the time suits you.
They tell me that I cannot talk about Karin to another guest. OK. Last time I was not allowed to talk about Isabelle to other girls. Now, it's the other guests. If I will do so, they will remove me from the premises. It is a bit strange. First I have reason to complain, but I don't. I don't want to waste my time. Then the girl that has treated me badly, complains about me. With no good reasons. They find out but still I get the message that I can only stay there on the condition that they impose. Is history repeating itself....? First Isabelle and now Karin.
The older theke starts foul mouthing. I am a dirty man. Yes, we all are. You have seen a decent lot of them in your life, I guess. Then she starts to put me in a box. I live on the internet and persons that do so usually don't have a life. Internet is the only thing in their life.
Well, I challenge her. Try to find me on the internet. You won't be able to do so except for the sites discussing about sauna clubs. Mostly I read newspapers and mail on my iPad. I am not on social media sites.
But there's more to this. Why would she do such a thing? Why not simply take a business attitude to it? I am sorry to have read to many books. An author usually takes part of his own personality to build the main character of his story. If a person talks in the blind, about what he or she doesn't know, they usually fill the gaps somehow. Thing they know about most is their own life.
But there's even more to this. And that is a bit painful. If you have a quality or character trait that you don't like, you can attribute it to others. That's what I have been taught in psychology classes. You can have a peak here if you want:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychological_projection .
And talking about the internet. Later that evening I pass the window of my neighbours (in their twenties). They sit apart and both of them are filling their evening with the computer. Is it so strange to read and write on the internet as most young people do it all the time?
I walk around. Go to the sauna once more. I meet some Italians that speak French. It's nice and it's rather easy to talk to other men today but I didn't come for that. I came for the girls and this is not a good day. When I'm in the Jacuzzi I see Karin pressing her butt against the sauna door. Looks straight at me. A bit strange. Then I remember that Isabella also showed this same behaviour. I thought it was strange then but didn't pay much attention to it. Now there is another one doing the same thing and this is not a coincidence anymore. Is it about confronting me? But how do they know that I am in the Jacuzzi. I haven't been there very long. Is somebody watching us. Camera's in GT? Producing footage? I don't know but it wouldn't surprise me. Not so long ago there was a hidden camera in GT. This is just one step up. Where will we end? Or am I wrong about this one?
Stranger is the behaviour of Isabella and Karin. This confrontation can be explained by some lame (out-of-date) psychology or by some religious point of view. Has the Brachter Wald got the better of them? Witches watching me? Or is this the explanation for the projection of the older theke. She has read about some psychology but not very deep or up-to-date. Poor girls. They have a very nasty character and they don't get the proper help to deal with that.
I decide to leave very early and go to The Hague. You can read about that in another section. It was a very cheap day in GT. But it was not a very nice day.
I leave a little after 16:30 and walk up to my bicycle. The lights were on. Clearly somebody must have switched them on. By eight o'clock in the evening probably the batteries would have been down. So, this is how your bike is treated. They try to get my lights down on purpose. Leaving me in a difficult situation. It's an act of aggression and a rather severe one. Most certainly because they repeat doing that. Last time I had a difficult time getting home without lights in the Brachter Wald. Well, after all that happened today and in April this year it doesn't come as a surprise. This happens at GT: trying to harm their paying customers. I shortly talked to the security guy. He clearly knew nothing about it. Cannot blame him either. If somebody really means to do you harm, then they will always find a way. Probably I was lucky they only paid attention to the lights. The brakes would be another option. I am still lucky.
I won't come back to GT anymore. Girls lie, cheat, provoke, scheme.
If you knew just which one than avoiding them would be an option. I have done quite well the last few times but this is not an option any longer.
Thekes largely show the same behaviour. Especially the older one was worrisome.
Even more important is that they don't respect my bike. If the light would fail in the middle of the Brachter Wald then a collision with a wild horse, cow or deer would be a distinct possibility. Consequences could be fatal. If a club passes the line of criminality then I am out of there.
One remark about some girls. I do not recognize faces easily. I am sorry but that's how I am. I didn't recognize Gia or Xenia or Paula. Only later I realized it was them. A bit too late for some. To be honest, I had planned to come for Gia and postponed my visit to Berlin for that. A pity that this all is going like this. Because Gia sure is a beautiful lady.
(and yes I always want to end on a positive note).