Zoe-Zoe – WokingExternal Link/Members Only or
External Link/Members OnlyContextA new Thai – Zoe-Zoe - popped up in one of my regular trawls for new talent. I like Thais. And there are some great Thai SPs around here. So, I was hopeful of discovering a gem but it didn’t work on that way. I don’t like giving negative reviews. Normally if the SP delivers the services but we just don’t click then it is a neutral. But if there is a feeling that there is attempt not to provide the services or restrict reasonable services then I feel it has to be a negative. Let me know what you think about this review and whether I am being unfair here.
Meet dateEnd November 2021
Price£70 for half an hour. GFE. Kissing. RO. OW. CG. Missionary.
I was there for just over 20 minutes.
Venue/RoomA flat in a shabby block in the centre of Woking. It is right next door to a big multi-story carpark; parking is not an issue. Flat is clean-ish, bedroom is small, bathroom is adequate. Pretty standard SP accommodation that we have all experienced.
CommsGood-ish
I call. No answer. I text a clear message with the time and how long. I immediately get a message back with a shopping list of prices and the address. A red flag? And then a message: how long? I have already told her. I repeat: 30mins. She comes back with: 90 minutes? No. 30 minutes. Oh ok, she says. Another red flag?
Fifteen minutes before the meeting she texts me “hello’. I confirm I am coming. She sends me the flat number and asks me not to knock. Easy to get into the building. Up a couple of floors in the lift and the flat is near the end of a long corridor. I stand outside the door for a few seconds and then the door opens... She is hiding.
ZoeZoe is the woman in the profile but she has been heavily photoshopped and is not as beautiful as the photos. However, she is not unattractive. And I would also say that she is older than her stated 33 years. She is very petite. Dyed hair – sort of blondish. It is not awful but I wanted that amazing very dark hair you get with Thais. Fake tits which are ok. Pretty pussy. She smells good. A lot of perfume. She was wearing a sort of cheap Ann Summers maid’s outfit with holdups and heels.
I had trouble communicating with her. Nothing really seemed to flow with her. Although her English is adequate. The whole thing was rather clumsy and awkward.
The meetWhen she comes out from behind the door, I am a little disappointed, she is not as beautiful as I had hoped. And she is very petite. But I am not going to walk. It is not a disgrace and I am certainly not going to waste the Cialis. The money is simple and straight forward. I use the bathroom and when I come back she is lying on the bed. I am standing in front of her naked. I look at her. She looks at me. Nothing happens. It is awkward. There is no energy. Eventually I get on the bed next to her. Still she is not responding.
Eventually, I get her to straddle me. And we kiss. It is good. I feel more positive. She is responding. She likes her neck being kissed. She likes kissing generally. She smells good. I feel much more positive. This is going to be ok, right? She takes off her clothes. And she is grinding into me. And she is still kissing me. It is good. I am hard. After a few minutes, she reaches for a condom. What? I say wait. She says we don’t have much time. Hmmm. I say I need to taste her. She rolls her eyes. And lies back. I am mildly annoyed. But she has a nice tight little pussy. I give it my best shot. She lies there looking to side making no attempt to hide her annoyance. I feel downhearted. I know she doesn’t want to be here but I am paying her to pretend she likes it. In the end I give up. She sighs. This has all gone a bit shit.
She gets the condom and puts it on my rapidly failing hardon. I look at the loose condom on my cock and feel depressed. She gets to work. She is good. Taking it all. Licking up and down. And I respond. But as soon as I do, she wants to fuck. I don’t bother to complain this time. We are both going through the motions now. Cowgirl. She grimaces. Your cock is too big. Really? I am normal sized. I am not flattered. Just annoyed. She suggested missionary. Ok. Whatever. I am pumping away. She is moaning. That at least makes me feel a bit better. And then… an alarm. What? It doesn’t feel like half an hour. I asked her. She says it is half an hour. She says finish. That is kind of her. What about the alarm? No. She leaves it on. Tring, Tring, Tring. Fuck it. I think about Scarlett Johansson. I just about get over the line.
And then she is busy. Cleaning me up. And herself. I am not impressed. I express surprise at how quickly the time has gone. She tells me she knows time and that is why she wanted to the condom on earlier. Ok. I roll with it. I dress. And she ushers me out the door. I turn on the phone. Fuck. I knew it. I had been in there just over 20 minutes. I am angry. I feel ripped off. It is not criminal but it feels that it is just short of it. I understand it is just a shitty job for her and she wants to roll through as many mug customers as she can. But that was just crap service.
Would I see her again?No. I left feeling annoyed and cheated.