External Link/Members OnlyNot much to say about this, because I didn't go through with the booking. She receives in a decent flat in Brentford, about 10 minutes walk from the train station. Safe area, safe building, nothing to say about that.
I booked for an evening session, around 8pm if I remember correctly. Entered the flat and not a smile, not a direct look from her, just dead eyes, a face sad beyond belief. She walked to the bedroom without saying a word, and answered to my questions with imperceptible monosyllabic noises. I won't even comment on her appearance because that's beyond the point.
She sat on the bedroom with a lifeless stare, as if to say "do what you want from now on but don't expect me to be alive in this thing". In the 3 minutes that I spent there I got pervaded by a sense of deep despair: if I ever met a girl that looked either trafficked or just completely lost in life that was her. When I told her "I'm sorry, I can't do this, it would make me feel like a rapist" she tried to faintly smile, and say "no, why?", but that only increased my sense of anxiety about being there.
I literally ran away from the place: go there and meet her only if in the best of the options you are ready to put your member into a lifeless doll who has made a desperately bad life choice, and in the worst are willing to be complicit in some international crime network.
