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External Link/Members Only Sucked in by the appealing and mysterious profile pic, I figured it was time to TOFTT. I wish I hadn't. The brief posts by two other members saying they'd met her, swayed me to give it a go.
Hour booking.
Comms - on and off. Some quite abrupt, some informative and cheerful. A sign of things to come really.
Girl - arrived the the venue (more about that later)... I would say its her in the pic, although shes paler than the pics and she is also blonde? Nice enough facially, admittedly a very nice body.
Thats the positives out of the way... Still wearing what I guessed was her work clothes, nothing sexy about the undress - literally just got them off quickly. Bit of an attitude on her to be honest, not friendly, not aggressive or rude, just felt like I was an interruption of her time rather than a welcome guest.
Venue - well... Its easy enough to get to, and its a nice drive through a few country roads I suppose. From the outside it looks OK, a low level collection of flats. Once inside the communal door (one of three communal doors all leading into different parts of the complex, had to take a stroll to each to get close enough to pick which of the three I was meant to come in by as no hint from the girl), once inside it had the ambience and decor appeal of a 1970s London high rise. Grotty corridor, dark and dreary. Got to the door and found out the inside was as bad if not worse, the theme continued. Disclaimer - I should've walked then - so everything after is basically my own fault.
Into the bedroom... probably the grubbiest floor I've seen in a long time, maybe since seeing the film Trainspotting. In fact, take that film as inspiration for the flat and you wont go far wrong. I was told decorating was on the list of things to do but with two jobs to do it hasnt been done in the few months shes been in? I'm lazy and could do with dusting a bit more often, but this place was very unclean. She adjusted the duvet on the unmade bed to prepare, and I am sure I saw an apple stalk in the bed. 5-a-day is all well and good but not really in bed and to not get rid after enjoying it? And then just leave it there even after 'making the bed'... Nowhere to hang clothes, and I then told not to cum on the bed or the floor! Perhaps she was worried it would interfere with the bed fruit basket.
The Deed - over quickly, thankfully, despite paying for a longer time. Shes not a clockwatcher but she clearly wanted that part over and done with quick. A positive - she can deepthroat though I'll give her that. Decent technique, and although I was barely able to keep myself hard due to the surroundings, it was over quickly. Perhaps she deserves cerdit for making me cum at all as at one stage I thought I wasn't even going to get hard. Not an enjoyable experience. I have never felt this way in a meet, I'm not body-beautiful myself or a ripped hunk,but I have never really felt this unwanted. I am really gutted in writing this as she does have a very sexy physique and was hoping for a new regular.
Afters - No offer of wipes to clean up with, not even any offer of toilet roll. No offer of shower (there isnt one, just a bath by the looks of it). Just offered a flannel to clear up. Took the hint and shaped to leave, earlier than my paid time but knew I wouldn't be getting any more fun out of her (or myself for that matter). She then randomly started moaning about hating this country and wanting out, how she doesnt have to work since she can earn £hundreds a day doing this.
She struck me as an odd one, as she is pretty and has a good body - but she clearly doesnt appear to enjoy doing this and in my opinion is 100% just doing it for the money. Did not feel like she had any 'respect' for the 'paying customer'. Don't think she had any professional pride in seeing me leave over half an hour of my booking time early.
Would I go back - no, not a chance. Nice body, but bad attitude - not rude just disinterested really. Plus I've only just showered the flat off me, all the clothes I wore are straight in the wash and my trainers are living in the window planter for a few days, for fear of walking something unpleasant through my own flat. Just hope it doesnt rain...
