Julia Hotness, in Swindon

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£60 for a half-hour incall

This review follows directly from one for "Mable Sweet" (https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=108895.0), and is the consequence of a blatant b&s.
Except that the point of b&s is that the girl you actually get should be LESS attractive than the girl in the pictures. Not this time. The woman behind the door was hot! Also eerily familiar. When I looked on AW later, it took all of twenty seconds to find her "real" profile.

On with the review, then.

Communication: None, prior to the punt. I'd booked External Link/Members Only, not Julia.

Location: block of flats in Swindon, near Brunel Street car park
Safe, quiet, fairly clean and tidy, but one minor caveat: the room was very warm. Excellent for me; but I know terrible for some UKPers.

Appearance
Julia (as it turned out to be) was carrying quite a few extra pounds, especially in the stomach area, but she was still curvy rather than fat. She had either a heavy tan or a darker-than-white skin tone, with blonde (at the time) hair. Skin quality was good all over, allowing for tats. She had fairly big, natural tits with a slight sag to them, and large nipples. Arse and thighs were nicely rounded. She was wearing a one-piece garment about half-way between underwear and swimwear, the principal effect of which was to emphasise her already-attention-grabbing tits, arse and general curviness.
Of Julia's three main AW profile pictures at the time of writing, the "selfie" using a smartphone and the bathroom mirror was a good likeness of her.
Julia did look plausibly Portuguese, as claimed. She even looked mid-twenties, also as claimed.
Julia was clean and smell-free.

Personality
Friendly, but vague. She smiled fairly often, insincerely but attractively. She spoke reasonable English, but with an accent I couldn't place. It might have been Portuguese. She struggled at times to understand what I was saying. Despite this, overall the atmosphere in the punt was good.
(And if you're wondering, yes, "vague" in this context DOES mean that I thought she might have been high on something, but I have insufficient experience to offer an authoritative opinion.)

Services
HR.
Yes, that was about it. I did grope large areas of Julia, but basically it was just a wank. And she was predictably incompetent even at that, although she improved a little by at least partially following instructions.
There are two reasons why the only thing that happened was a handjob. Firstly, I'd booked "Mable" with some fairly specific activities in mind, and Julia's appearance, however sexy, just didn't fit into my mental image of those activities. My plan B scenario was for the woman to do the work while I enjoyed the view, and Julia most certainly DID fit into that one.
Secondly, Julia's advertised services were limited (they're even more limited now: I notice "penetration" has gone, ffs [literally]) and even then she doesn't actually do all of them. At one point, the punt descended into an almost farcical reverse bidding war in which Julia tried to say she didn't do whatever-it-was before I told her that I didn't want her to do that anyway.
The biggest failure to deliver was kissing. She let me slobber a bit over various parts of her body, especially her tits, which I liked a lot, but not on her face or between her legs. As for Julia kissing me: not at all. There was no hint of even so much as a peck on the cheek. To say that she turned her head away whenever my face was anywhere near hers would be to waste a perfect opportunity to use the word "shun". She shunned me. Repeatedly.

During the session
At the start of the punt, after Julia had left the room to stash the cash, I didn't expect her back soon, or possibly at all. I thought I could hear her in the hallway, swapping a few words with another girl, but then they stopped and everything went quiet. I decided I'd count up to a hundred before doing something, but I lost concentration at about sixty when my phone rang - showing Mable's number.
When I answered, the woman speaking to me didn't make a lot of sense, but I thought I heard, "Where are you?"
I made three attempts to explain, each meeting with sounds of blank incomprehension at the far end. I gave up and instead asked, "Why have you called me?"
She paused for a second and then said something like, "Oh, you're there. Okay." Then she hung up.
All of which made it even more surprising when Julia came back only a minute or so later.

Clock-watching? Time-wasting? Difficult to say, because it was such an odd punt.
However, in Julia's favour, she did give me lots of attention and there were no interruptions.

After we finished
Julia helped me to tidy myself up a bit before she went to the bathroom (probably) leaving me alone to dress. By the time she came back, I was ready to go. She was still friendly and still vague. I thought it was a nice touch that she asked me a couple of times whether it had been "good" and she seemed genuinely to care at least a tiny bit. Less pleasing was that she couldn't bring herself to kiss, hug, touch or go anywhere near me when she was ushering me out of the flat.

Summary
Pros: very sexy body (YMMV), seemed fairly safe, reasonably clean room, friendly atmosphere, no interruptions
Cons: complicit in b&s, venue probably a brothel in law, misleading profile (not all services on offer), poor hand technique

Would recommend to others? No.
Would I see her again? Actually, I might.

Slightly self-indulgent explanation of that last comment
Wtf? After writing a review like this?!
The thing is, even though I KNOW she'd disappoint me if I saw her again, I fancied the fuck out of Julia. My overriding memory of the punt is her appearance when I first saw her, with that onesie barely covering her and emphasising some good bits. That image appears to have gone straight into the wank bank.
If I WERE to see Julia again, I'd skip all the normal preliminaries and go straight into fucking her until my knees gave out. Only two things stop me. One is that she is plying her trade elsewhere (with Mable: what a coincidence). The other is the near-certainty that she'd use all the standard "only one condom", "you're too big", "my period has started", hands in the way, etc. etc. ploys to stop me properly enjoying the punt / myself / her.

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Moved onto Cardiff already too