The most extreme "chat" i had was with an escort in Budapest. She was quite an unique escort, definitely not met anyone like that.
I found her details from another message board. Might have been ISG. Took maybe three or four emails between me and her and then two phone calls when I arrived to Budapest just to arranged a booking. Also, she didn't give me an address. Instead, she booked a taxi (!!) to pick me up. Hell, no idea why I even had the courage to follow through. But the reviews on ISG (or where ever I read them from) all seem to described this, so I thought yeah what the hell.
Her apartment is in a rather old/run down/character apartment complex. And the flat itself.... holy fuck was it fancy. It looked like she is a successful banker rather than escort. Or I should say the kind of flat you will see an escort will use in a movie rather than reality. It was well decorated and has seperate bedroom for sex, one for massage, bathrooms (plural) etc etc. And the service was fantastic. I booked and paid her for an hour, but I was there for almost three. We spent almost an hour talking, an hour pampering (bath, shower, massage) and then an hour of vigorous sex.
Yes, not a typo. It was an hour of talking. Wasn't over wine or food (she did offered me a glass, to be fair), it was more like... being interview by a new boss, or potential mother-in-law. talked about my job, my hobby, my interest and knowledge in art, ethical view on various matter, and my general philosophy in life. I don't know if the chat was meant to be relaxing or nerve wrecking. I was experiencing both to be fair. The only thing that kept me there was that a) she was a looker, and did a good job at teasing me throughout conversation b) she was actually a good conversationist, not just a chatter box c) I have nothing else to do and probably would have welcome such conversation anywhere d) I seriously wanted to fuck her by then. No idea what would happen if I am a dullard or if she disagree with anything I said or if we had a serious argument over whatever.
Think her name was Abbey or something. Would love to see her again. Don't think she works anymore though. Pity.