So Sometimes we/ I like to live on the edge.
One that has been tickling my fancy for a while but seems to be a bit unhinged was available for a £60 for 1 hr punt.
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External Link/Members Only Looks fit enough and there is no adverse feedback on here...Oh fuck it live on the edge
Saturday morning phoned the number and got no reply but later on got a text. Texted back wanting a booking, after a few questions booking was agreed for Sunday evening, eventually got a postcode to drive to address will follow later. Now I do appreciate that she has had an issue with stalkers so go along with all this.
Looking forward to it.
Anyway around tea time on Sunday got the " I'm sick " text and can we re schedule for Monday or Tuesday. In all fairness she offered £10 off the next booking.
Having been done by this one before with Roxyblog of Ipswich ( no link as she has now disappeared) I declined a further booking ( politely I may add).
So here I am on Sunday afternoon with cash, opportunity, and a hard on.
Had a look in my HL and found someone who moves around a bit in my area.
Phoned and got a booking straight away at a time that suited me.
No link at the moment as I do like to post my reviews a little later than immediately afterwards for the 1 feeling of fluffieness to dissipate and 2 protect my online annominity .
Postcode given and text to say please get to my location and phone for Flat/ house number and we can discuss parking. No problem with that. go for it.
Arrived at location, phoned and got flat number.
Rang the flat when outside and was buzzed in.
Flat door was closed and revealed a good looking WG clad in really sexy lingerie, passionate kiss and was led to the bedroom.
Money handed over and a bit of a session of DFK and getting ready for the main event was indulged in. Got me pretty interested I will say.
Anyway she askes me where I have parked and then goes on to explain that parking restrictions are pretty severe round here ( modern development) and I need to get a ticket (free) and display a visitors permit that she then hands me that she has had to purchase for her "visitors".
Like a complete dick head I put my Jacket on and off I go. Start car, re park , get a ticket and head back to the flat.
Now as I approach the flat for the second time it occurs to me that I have been "had". I have handed over my money and departed her flat with nothing more in my hand than a bit of paper that could mean nothing.
Dick head
As it happens I get buzzed back into the flat and have a Great time with a WG who really enjoys what she does and when I review her will recommend her to anyone.
But it still gets me that I was that bloody trusting and could have been taken for a mug when I was thinking with my dick instead of my head.
I really felt that I should have been a bit more streetwise and declined the offer of the parking ticket or not offered the money so early in the punt but then she turned out to be a genuine WG with only my welfare at heart.
Fluffy cunt ( me ) came out alight in this one but I do think it served me a bit of a warning.
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