The girl i wanted to see Link:
External Link/Members OnlyI'm not sure if this counts as a review of any sort but, fuck it. So back in October last year I was anticipating my first ever encounter with an escort. I was a big time virgin back then. I was so damn excited. Mind you, I had absolutely no idea of how meeting an escort worked. I thought you'd just call them with the number provided, they would send you the address and you'd go and passionately demolish the escort. ;-)
I made a call and an old woman picked up. She sounded like one of those angry, old and unattractive headteachers at school. Everything went well during the call and I received the post code and the number 52 (flat block number). I actually had a good mind to make the booking using the home telephone but for some reason avoided it and you'll read later on why I was so fucking glad I did.
Asked for an incall for 1 hour at £150. Like I said, this was my very first time and I was foolish to not do any research on how to go about it. I got a little to clever by acknowledging that it was an incall and I thought about the chances of getting robbed because for an incall anything could happen, so I decided to not take any valuables with me apart from the money. This also included leaving my damn phone behind.
I got there on time and remember the number 52 in the text message? I actually thought that was the apartment number and the number I had to press on the intercom in order to get in. So there I was repeatedly pressing in '52' in the intercom but always to no avail.
Eventually I walked back home so extremely disappointed. When I got home (I left my phone behind), behold. Several missed calls from the agency number. I got a text saying "Bill sent to address". I was really confused to what this could mean. 'Bill' as in the police or an actual paper bill? Either way I was terribly terrified. I wondered how the fuck they would have gotten my address anyway through a phone call? During the booking I gave no information about myself, not even a name.
I ventured to call back and the old lady picked up. I said I came to the address but no one was answering the intercom and she said the number 52 was only the block number and that I would have had to call back once I reached the address.
Here's where it got more blood curdling for me; before ending the call or even giving me a chance to even say anything she said " The police have been contacted and you'll have to pay a £200 fine " and then she ended the call. I cannot express how scared I was. My balls pretty much shrivelled up inside me and my heart was beating so fast I thought it would explode. Again, this was my very first time doing this.
So I already had £150 on me, in a trembling mood I walked past my unsuspecting parents downstairs who had no clue what was going on and went to get another £50 from an ATM because I was convinced that everything that lady said on the phone was true.
The next few hours resulted in me staring out the window at any car that drove past, hoping that it would not be a police car. Even hearing a car coming up would make my heart jump. I actually thought this was it. That a police car would pull up, I'd have to pay the fine and my family would find out. Eventually I realised all this was done just to scare me, but damn, what a first experience ay?
Now you know why I'm glad I didn't use the home telephone to make the booking? Imagine my parents picking up the phone and answering to some lady about an escort. My family would kill me if they knew I was seeing escorts.
A few days later, guess what? I made another booking with the same agency to see the same girl! This time I used a different number and slightly altered my voice. I got there, rang back and was on my jolly fucking way. This agency definitely do use fake pictures. Chloe looked nothing like her pictures but I didn't say anything because she looked nice enough. On the profile it states she's 19 but she told me she was 24.
I'm aware of a few posts lying around that glorify the negative nature of this agency. Avoid at all costs.
