this may be my last post on this site bearing in mind the prevailing mood and if so it's been nice knowing you all and cheerio. But we're encouraged to post honest accounts of our experiences and this is mine.
First the negative bit.
I have seen her three or four times before, but the last time was a few months ago now. There are a few reasons for this (too many girls, not enough semen, working too hard, school holidays, general laziness) but not least was that the last time I arranged to see her I turned up outside her flat and got no response from my texts/phone-calls asking to be let in. Turns out she had double booked and was busy fucking some-one else at the time. Needless to say I was considerably less than pleased, having dragged myself all the way to deepest darkest Chelsea on the understanding I had a confirmed booking. As many of us know, no-one is perfect, even the best service providers in any industry make mistakes now and again, and one measure of their quality is how they handle complaints.
Dee appeared to be completely mortified about this mistake. She apologised profusely and repeatedly over a period of about three days and I finally came to accept that, unlike with some others I've encountered, this had been a genuine mistake. That's not to say I wasn't still well pissed off, but I mellowed with the passage of time. She offered me a considerable discount if I were to visit again, by way of recompense.
The other negative thread about her which is popular at the moment reminded me of this so I contacted her and arranged to see her today.
She jokingly asked me if it was OK if we shared a drink, to which I replied I didn't give a bugger if she had a drink but I was definitely going to have one. Every time I've visited her she has had a bottle or two of something on the go to offer her clients a drink when they arrive. Where I come from this is considered sociable rather than evidence of alcoholism. In fact I usually take a bottle of something with me (prosecco is only £6 a bottle from Sainsbury's near her place, I like it and drink most of it myself before I'm accused of being too fluffy). She usually also has chocolates on offer, but I don't think this proves she is bulimic. I was hoping she may offer me some cocaine as I've never had the opportunity to try it but she said that, like most people, she'd tried a bit of this and a bit of that in her youth, but it was well over 10 years since she'd last had any cocaine.
Anyway, I arrived for my two hour booking and I must say she looked stunning. She had changed her hair colour since my last visit, and she says lost a bit of weight. All I know is that in her leggings (no knickers) and skimpy top she looked damn fine to me. After a quick shower and a couple of minutes of "how have you been keeping blah blah" it was straight down to business. We fucked and she sucked for about an hour and ten minutes before I eventually had a ball draining climax. I'm never sure before hand whether I want to go for two or three quick fucks or one big long one, there's pros and cons to both, but what I do know is that the result of a 70 minute first pop session is a) powerful and b) likely to mean there is not going to be a second pop any time soon. So this left us a good long while to chat, savour some wine and chill, while she playfully stroked my lifeless cock, with little optimism that this would lead very far from either of us.
Needless to say I have no proof or really any genuine interest regarding how true all the things she tells me are, but they are amusing and help pass the time in a pleasant way. I can repeat what she tells me, but it may all be bollox for all I know. If you think it probably is then don't read the next bit.
During the course of the chat she advised me that not everyone appears grateful for discounts, special deals or special favours. She told me about one chap she saw a few times whose requirements became more and more extreme with each visit, to the point where she was uncomfortable seeing him on her own. On his last visit he somehow managed to make the booking without her realising who it was until he turned up on the doorstep. For reasons I didn't quite understand she had agreed to see him for an hour for £90. As a colleague of Dee's was present at the time, she persuaded her to stay and give the chap a threesome for the hour all for £90, i.e. £45 each girl - primarily cos she didn't want to see him alone. He seemed to think this was a pretty good deal, cos 2 days later he tried to book a repeat, only for this booking, and all subsequent attempts at booking, to be refused. It seems at this point rather than being happy he got a good deal once, he got pissed off that he couldn't have it again. She in turn got very pissed off with how he eventually chose to take his revenge some weeks later.
As I said, may all be bollox, but it was entertaining bollox (at least to me, perhaps you had to be there to get the most out of the story?)
Anyway, I'm not going to get into any lengthy discussions as to how likely it is that the story is true, the only people who know for sure are those that were there, and I realised a long long time ago that arguing with strangers on internet forums was a complete waste of time. All I know for sure is that she looked stunning, she gave a bloody good service, I've never seen her drunk and she couldn't offer me any cocaine
PS - Oh, and I looked closely for a ceasarian scar but couldn't find one. She told me she did have a scar from an operation, but not a ceasarian, and she actually put the 'big light on' and pointed at it so I could see it - I had honestly never noticed it before and would probably never have noticed it if she hadn't shown it to me.
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