I have been planning on taking advantage of working in london for a while to expand my horizons. Today was a toss up between this one and another, and the promise of rimming and face fucking swayed me this way. Was a last minute thing and the UKP search facility wasn't working on my phone for some reason, otherwise in view of what's been said elsewhere, I wouldn't have bothered.
Texted her about 5.40 to ask if she was free in 30 mins and how to find her. Got the reply "yes". OK, where can I find you? Got a post code and set off. At 6 got a text saying "see you at 7.30". Replied that 7.30 was no good and 20 mins ago we'd arranged I'd be there in half an hour. She replied OK. Got to the corner she'd described around 6.10 and texted I'd arrived. Then I phoned (answer machine). Then I texted again. Then I phoned again and actually got an answer. She described the block of flats she was in but gave me 2 door numbers. I located the block, and both doors, lightly tapped on one of them but then thought this is silly, and texted again to ask which one she was at. She replied with a third door number, so I'm glad I didn't knock at the first one loudly! Got inside and was now about 6.20. Let's say her photos are a little out of date I reckon. Anyway she told me I could only have 15 minutes cos I was late! I asked how I could be late when we've never arranged a specific time! she told me I should have been there at 6 - which was the first I'd heard of that. Anyway I said I never did less than an hour, and she grudgingly offered 30 mins but it was still my fault because I was late. This was clearly going no-where, so I left.
neutral rather than negative cos we never actually did anything and no money changed hands.