December ‘20
Cost: 1 hour £120
Location: Whitefield
External Link/Members OnlyCame home from work with ‘the twitch’, so logged on to AW and checked my HL to see who was available – not much action. Saw Hazel’s green light on, which doesn’t happen often, so sent a text to enquire about a booking. Received a prompt reply and a request for my name – never had that before! Fired a reply off with the first name that entered my head and then…silence. Had a look for a Plan B but nothing much tickling my fancy. Then I nodded off.
About 90 mins later my phone pings and it’s a message confirming the booking and a postcode. Fuck me…legged it out of the house, into the car and set off with about 30 mins to go till the agreed time. I was cursing myself at this point and wishing I’d not bothered, but my brain wasn’t in charge.
Sat nav got me to the postcode just in time and parked up in a side street off Bury New Road. Rang the number to ask for the location. Phone was answered by a girl with an Eastern European accent. Hmm, Hazel is an American? Strange? Was told the place was a flat above a fast-food shop which, as luck would have it, was right behind me. Followed the instructions to the flat, which was up a fire escape to the rear, rang the bell on the door and was buzzed in.
Walk into what looks very much like a parlour set up, not the indie I was expecting. I was greeted by a voluptuous, fully clothed girl (the one off the phone) who offered me a drink. There was another bored looking girl, wearing pink lingerie in a kitchen area to the left of the open plan reception area, who didn’t look like Hazel from the pics on AW. Voluptuous senses my surprise and assures me it isn’t a parlour, just a flat they rent together for escort work. Well, it fucking looks like a parlour! Asked how long I wanted and (here’s where I fucked up) said an hour. I’m not a seasoned punter, but my instincts should have told me to go for 30 mins at this point.
Told Hazel will be with me soon and was offered a shower which I accepted. Shown into a smallish bedroom with a decent shower and then waited. Hazel entered the room a few minutes later wearing a skimpy top, knickers, and a pair of fuck-me boots. Definitely the girl from the profile; attractive redhead, nice figure, age as advertised and American. She seemed pretty quiet, but all good, so far.
Sorted the paperwork and Hazel dispensed with her kit and joined me on the bed, commencing things with a bit of light kissing (I like DFK but we’re in a pandemic, so ho hum), followed by some OWO, which was pretty good.
Next thing you know, she’s got a condom out and wants to get down to the main event. OK, I could sense she wasn’t really arsed and, dispensing with indulging in some RO, which I usually enjoy, I decided to just get on with things and get out of there. Had sex in a few positions and blew my load in mish. Hazel wasn’t especially responsive during this which further dampened my enthusiasm. Was given some wipes to clean off with and then offered a massage. I accepted and what ensued was a basic rub down with some stilted conversation. Hazel left the room, never to be seen again and I got showered, dressed, and left. The handful of toffees I took from a tub in the reception on my way out were about the best thing I got from the punt.
Summary: A basic, P&D parlour punt masquerading as an indie experience. Hazel was a pleasant enough girl (and a student as stated) but nothing like what I would have expected from her AW profile. Showed no real effort nor enthusiasm, which suggests she likes the money but not the work – or maybe she didn’t like me, although I was good mannered and courteous throughout. Either way, I won’t be returning.
