I recently arranged a meeting with Naughty XXX Angie https://www.adultwork.com/1988077
, complete spur of the moment booking all done by text. I arrived at her place at the allotted time only to see a huge police van and patrol car parked outside.
A moment or two (or three) of hesitation then I went up and buzzed the intercom. An eternity elapses (in reality 2 mins at most), me standing there trying to look anonymous, half expecting one of London's finest to open the door and ask me what I'm doing there. Finally I'm buzzed in, go up to the flat and Angie gives me some bullshit excuse in broken English why she can't see me. I walk, pissed at having wasted my time.
Halfway back to my car Angie texts me asking me to come back... A second text and she says that her flatmate Mini can see me. I have no idea who Mini is, it's cold, I'm pissed off and I'm not going back.
Back home I'm still annoyed at having wasted my time but curiosity is there so I do some web searching for Mini in Bayswater: http://www.asianoptions.co.uk/profile/mini/39
Holy shit. Now I don't know if she would have told me or not but had I been thinking with my dick and gone back for Mini things could be very different. I imagine I'd be spending most of this festive season laying in bed curled in the foetal position, not answering the phone and not going out. I don't think this can be called bait and switch but it sobered me up to the possibilities this punting game brings.
I spent the next few days feeling like I'd dodged a bullet. Let's be careful out there.