Visit from June 22, 2026: "What actually happens at the Globe on Mondays?"
A typical Monday. For some, every day is just another day, for others, it's the start of a new week. I glanced at the schedule and decided who to book today:
Emma . So I picked up the phone and confirmed the reservation for 5:00 PM for three hours. Check.
The journey to the Globe today was challenging. A veritable sea of cars from BrĂŒttisellen to the Volketswil exit and on to McDonald's. Yawn. I thought everyone was heading to the Globe today. But actually, I was the only one who wanted to go there; everyone else was just in my way. The first test of patience on the way to the Globe was thus overcome.
Arriving at the Globe at 4:20 pm, I was greeted very warmly by Fritz, as always. I mentioned that I had reserved
Emma for 5:00 pm . It was noted, and she was informed. At the time of my arrival, Emma was officially unbooked, at least on paper. Delighted, I changed and went into the club. For a Monday, the club wasn't badly attended at all; of course, it could always be busier.
Emma was nowhere to be found. Probably occupied somewhere in a corner. Searched, found: she was busy with the biggest cock, my dear man. I was amazed myself that such a thing even exists. The XXL cocks in porn are nothing compared to this. It was long and really thick, a true BBC

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The guy was pounding away at her like there was no tomorrow. Impressive. It seemed like she was enjoying it too. So, a wait was in order. It wouldn't be long.
A glance at the clock: 5:00 PM.
Emma was nowhere to be seen at the club. Oh well, let's wait a little longer. And lo and behold, at 5:10 PM Emma actually showed up. Stressed, no hello, no thank you for waiting. But she did say: "What a shitty day, I want to go home." Um, okay. I tried to understand and empathize. Inwardly, I thought: This can only get better. It's only Monday, after all. My intuition, however, said: "Better call it quits today and cancel the reservation." My ego, on the other hand, said: "Let's turn the day around." So I did. And it happened just as I expected.
Drinks in hand, up onto the terrace, a breath of fresh air. Maybe
Emma would calm down outside in the sun. I refilled her glass with water and handed it to her. Unfortunately, a few drops spilled onto the ends of her hair, which were resting on her breasts. Her reaction: She sat up and angrily emptied the entire glass into my face and onto my coat. All I could think was: WTF. Judging by the faces of the two other guests, they also found the whole thing rather suspicious. For me, of course, it was uncomfortable.
Luna had also seen the whole thing from a distance. Her look said more than any words. I didn't react at first and remained completely silent. Emma told me not to make such a fuss, it was just water. I kept thinking: Okay, it's Monday, try to relax. That's exactly why I came to the Globe, like the 300+ times before.
I tried to explain to her that what she had just done was disrespectful and lacked decency. It didn't matter whether it had contained water, cola, or any other liquid. She stood up angrily. I thought she was going to attack me

. But no, it seemed there would be no fighting today. She went up to the attic to smoke her cigarette.
Man, I thought to myself: It can only get better from here. So I went down to the bar, got a Hugo, went back up to the terrace, and put the glass on the table in front of
Emma to make sure I didn't spill any more drops. I certainly didn't want to get Hugo in my face. There were three other women sitting at the table. Anyway, it was a fun conversation, and the atmosphere loosened up a bit. Unfortunately,
Emma was still buzzing with tension.
It was now 6:30 p.m. Let's go to the room. Moscow. Once there, the negative atmosphere started all over again. She was smoking one cigarette after another. I thought to myself: This can't be happening. After an hour and 45 minutes, I gave up. The service was catastrophic, the atmosphere completely awful, and communication was impossible. I had let them ruin my Monday. Afterwards came the regret:
I should have listened to my intuition instead of my ego.
I have never experienced anything so awful, anywhere. Never ever again.
Angelo at reception asked if everything had been alright. I just said, "Yes, yes." My mind was completely elsewhere at that moment, and I simply paid the bill. I think he could see that nothing was alright. I turned around and went straight into the shower, which was as cold as possible. The woman in the shower looked at me and said, "You're crazy, it's too cold." Don't worry, I don't actually feel it.
The lovely
Luna came to me later and told me not to let my mood be ruined. We had a long chat. She did her best to cheer me up. Unfortunately, she was waiting for her reservation, so I couldn't go to a room with her. In conclusion: A very, very intelligent young lady who pleasantly surprised me. My next reservation will definitely be on
Luna . Thank you!!!
The angel of the evening was
Angelina . Very entertaining, intelligent, and her service was simply breathtaking. 10/10. We spent two and a half hours at the Moscow and will definitely, God willing, repeat the experience several times.
Thank you so much, dear Angelina. Monday was saved. I left the Globe at 2:00 AM without getting beaten up

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To be continued!