I usually go to the Preston Marriott when seeing a lady as it's nice and hassle free. Tonight they were full so opted to The Salmsbury hotel in Preston. I had a friend with me so booked two ladies from Cheshire companions, Amber and Isabelle; one for me and one for him as a treat for him. Both lovely ladies turned up and I bagged Amber, although I would have been happy with either. Although we didn't book in until after midnight (after checking room availability) The bloody hotel receptionist was ridiculously awkward. He said I could't bak guests to my room and wouldn't serve me drinks from the bar. To be honest I think he was on us but I don't know what skin it was off his bloody nose.
We ended up, my friend and I sitting in the bar area with the receptionist begrudgingly serving us a couple of cokes (even though "it was more than my jobs worth") and not daring to go to the room as we were being watched liked a bloody hawk.
A damned expensive night of nothingness when all said and done, although we did enjoy an hours chat with the girls. We would rather have been stuck up them though!
I have never known such a concerted effort to fuck up proceedings but keep away from this hotel, chaps.
Titton