Comms, Telegram, easy, available within the hour
Place, average to poor, small flat in Emperors Gate, bedsitting room with kitchen area plus shower room.
Girl, stunning, modelesque despite the fact she had made absolutely fuck all effort and greeted me and I use the term loosely in a slip and fluffy slippers, great start.
Action, she let me in then sat on the bed, looking at me, holding her phone as I stood, now I understand I'm a magnificent specimen of a man but come on darling, hug me, kiss me, feel my cock, do something! I put my arms out, she dragged herself up, hugged me and kissed me lightly then barked "shower", I explained I had showered immediately before leaving home less than an hour before but was happy to go wash my hands. Into the bathroom I shut the door, had a piss and washed my hands, looking myself in the face in the mirror and my reflection said "you can get a soulless fuck with a disinterested hot girl with fish eyes for a lot less than four hundred, fucking walk" Back in the room, she was back on the bed, on her phone, no leap up to embrace, kiss or grope, I beckoned her over, she came, kissed me weakly on the lips, her body felt a bit clammy, a contrast to the freezing atmosphere. I stepped back, explained that she gave me the strong impression she didn't want to be there with me and I was leaving, she said "you choice" I left, she slammed the door behind me.
A hot girl but cold as ice!
I told Diva, they offered some other choices, I asked for Barbarossa or Clemence, but not for £500, neither were available, so I drove home with a big dose of self righteousness.
