I had made a booking at one of my regular haunts (the place with the rotating Thai girls in Stockton on Tees) for half-past. It was a new girl. Had the usual " ring me when you arrive" routine.
Arrived at about 23 minutes past. I never park immediately outside for security and discretion reasons. I could see the back door to the premises (the girls almost always use the back door). About a minute after l got there another car arrived and parked a bit closer.
At 27 minutes past, l ring to say 'l am here' with the expected "please come to the the back door" reply. I get out of the car, lock it and start towards the address.
At that moment the driver of the other car gets out and literally scuttles round the corner. So l slow my paces down, expecting him to head for another door further down, but bugger me he goes right to the door l am headed for. As she is expecting me, the door is open, and in he goes and the door shuts.
So l head back to the car...... then he emerges quite quickly, scuttles back to the car and drives off. So l go back. She lets me in. She says she asked him 'had he booked' and he said 'yes' and she asked him his name, which of course didn't match my (punting) name.
Crafty trick, to turn up just before the half hour or the hour and try to muscle in on someone else's booking.
Just one last thought though..... he was an older guy, with a definite look of George Muppet about him (but no flat cap). I wonder if it was Muppet with a new tactic?
