This incident has brought me out from the shadows.
Met this lass recently in Bradford.
Struggling to get to link it on here.
Comms: good
Venue: friends flat apparently- near centre. Parking easy and free.
Lass: chubby Indian girl. Bigger than advertised.
Service: Complete Novice and direction required at all times.
Story: Met at door and rapidly ushered in. Small talk (boring) could have gone on for the hour if I'd let it. Had to initiate all interaction and contact. Service was close lipped with zero initiative on her part. Literally so much so I simply unwrapped, lapped a bit to encourage, then thought fuck it, podged in mish and blew in 10-15 minutes. Asked for massage to see if things would improve, got covered in some oil from what looked like a drink bottle with no attempt to restore any fire - wouldnt touch the goods at any stage. Again thought, fuck it, requested shower to wash away the excess, felt like a cormarant in the Exxon spill. Noticed a used condom on the bathroom floor whilst doing so. Maybe the last poor bugger went in there to do the job solo.
Made rapid exit stage left...
Lost 40 mins of my life for £150. Could have been worse and lost 60 mins for £150.
It was so poor I was going to involve trading standards for false advertising...
I think she is well out of her depth in understanding of what the brief is for a WG.
