Was it LeahBeth in Newcastle? if it was I know where your coming from as I seen her too.
indeed it was! her profile looked and read amazing, and at that time (i think around 2010?) she didnt have and bad fb, so i booked up all guns blazing.
she opened the door dressed in everyday casuals, the smell of smoke from the flat reminded me of an 80's snooker hall. i wouldnt say she was bad looking, but certainly not what i had prep'd for. mid-twenties but with a slightly worn look. Alarm bells were starting to sound.
She takes me into the bedroom and sits me down, and we gets the paperwork out of the way. Now, at this stage i must point out, this was only my second punt, my nerves were jangling even before i got there, by this time every fibre in me was telling me to get up and walk out. But i couldnt, and i dont know why, but i was stuck. simply didnt have the bottle to get up and walk out (plus i still really wanted to empty my nuts!). so i gave her the money for the hour we'd arranged (about £110 i think it was).
"i'll be right back" she said with the notes in her hand, and she leaves and lets the bedroom door close. and things just went from bad to worse........
I heard a blokes voice, couldnt make out what was said, but there was conversation back and forth, then footstep down the passage outside the bedroom. Now i'm no small guy and can handle myself pretty well, but i was shitting myself! not for the fact of getting into a fight, more for having to potentially explain any fighting medalion to Mrs. Chuckie, on a school night when i was meant to be working late!
To my relief the footstep continued and out the door he went.
I'm waffling now, to cut it short from here, she explained it was her brother. We got down to biz, she was never really into it and i was trying my best to finish up and go, then her phone starts going. Tells me her brother is coming back and can i hurry up and cum, and she would give me a massage for the rest of the hour. Talk about spoiling the mood (not that there was much mood anyhoo). at one point she was even texting whilst sucking me off!!!! the whole situation had then surpassed its intention, i was never going to cum in this atmosphere, so i suggested we just cut it short and i leave. I wasnt bothered about the money by now, i just wanted to get the fuck out! she did offer a freebee and to get in touch with her to re-arrange, i told her i'd be in touch (aye right-o!). I was in and out within 20 minutes!!!
And that was that. It actually put me off punting for a good 6 months. Thinking back about the whole thing now, and since reading other bad reviews about her, im sure she gave the money straight to the man who went straight to the nearest dealer and came straight back.
Thankfully i picked a good one after that, very good in fact, which restored my faith in, erm, working girls! Like i said in the original post, there's been a few "oh.....erm..... hi" moments when ive clapped eyes on them, but with no 'real' alarm bells ringing i cracked on, and they actually turned out to be alright.
Sorry for the long winded post!
I look at it now as a learning curve, and from it i think i learned how to spot the dodgy profiles from the genuine ones.
