External Link/Members OnlyThe venue: At first I thought it was a hotel, but it's actually a crack stack. 9to5 office rats who own their apartments intermixed with touring escorts. There is a front desk you need to walk past to the elevator/stairs, but no biggie. Good coms mostly by texts.
The girl: All of her pics seem to be untouched selfies and quite recent at that. Her resemblance of Angelina Jolie (20 years ago), coupled with her outfits, make-up, glasses, the works ...is unprecedented. She is extremely raunchy. Fake tits but unlike most escorts with implants she doesn't mind you getting rough with them.
The service: Warm welcome, paper handed over and... then it all went wrong. Altogether I spent there a lot more than one hour but she's clearly a junkie. Not sure what her thing is, my guess would be meth and/or pot. Probably stuff you can smoke, nothing intravenous. There was a lot of booze and fags on the table as well. She was constantly fidgeting with stuff, going from one room to the next, replying to messages. She NEVER shuts up. She was constantly asking me all kinds of questions, telling me stories and whatnot. Even when she was high/drunk she seemed very conscious about hygiene though. In the end, I managed to get her give me a little dance and tease as she obviously likes to party so I used the music to trigger her services. DFK, OWO on the couch, then we moved to the bedroom to fuck.
Bottom-line: I shoulda walked the moment I got her real 'number' but by that time my boner was already in charge. Also, difficult to walk once the money's changed hands. I'd say I spent £200 on 10 mins of fun and 110 mins of putting up with her bullshit. It was a good reminder why I no longer TOFTT and only see well reviewed WGs. No matter how hot she is, had I known she was a junkie I wouldn't have even considered her, period.
