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External Link/Members OnlyI find myself in Warwick with an itch to scratch. Other options come up blank, so I find myself tempted to try "Jinny" even though she's got mixed reviews on here.
With a huge bout of over-confidence and denial I find myself thinking "the bad reviews must be from punters she didn't like for some reason - but I'm a smooth, kind sort of chap so I'll charm her out of the trees and I'm sure to have a good time..."
You can already tell how this is going to end, can't you
COMMS
Are all by text - and turn out to be lies as someone else has commented;
"Good massage" - Bullshit
"Good service" - ROFLMAO
"OWO" - Briefly
"Sex with condom" - Yeah, sort of
"£60 / 15 mins....£70 / 30 mins.... £120 / 60 mins..." Thank god I didn't go for the hour; wished I'd gone for 15 minutes, or just not showed up.
LOCATION
Sort of OK, but pretty irrelevant as she tours. I can see why - she wouldn't last five minutes if she stayed in the same location more than a week at a time
THE SP
Actually quite fit. Got the "view up the arse of the LBD" as we went up the stairs, but that was pretty much the highlight of the whole event.
Others have questioned her age; definitely late 30's / mid 40's, when you see her front on in decent light and start regretting it.
Some have mentioned the airbrushing of the photos; see above, plus it looks like whoever did her boob job removed the nipples with a bread knife and then stuck them back on with Copydex. They look absolutely horrible - and whilst you might get a gentle grope, she definitely won't allow any kissing or licking as they're too sensitive (as, it appears, is everything else about her body...)
THE MAIN EVENT.
Money exchanged and stashed. Got undressed and immediately we've got complaints about "cold hands." She turns the radiator on and makes me warm my hands up, and (fair play) while I'm doing that she's on her knees with a wet wipe out and my cock (OWO) is straight in her mouth. So far so good - for about two minutes - but then she wants the 'dom on and straight to sex.
We're in mish, and immediately the complaints and whining starts... Masses of face pulling and complaints about "it hurts" and it all gets very awkward. I go REAL slow...takes literally five minutes to navigate my way in, at which point the constant scowling stops for a minute or so, but as soon as I try to move it's "moan / scowl / complain / moan again..." and then she's demanding she gives me a hand job.
I'm NOT hung like a pit-pony. This is scam-level bullshit - "Not so fast" I'm thinking.
We'll try another position - cowgirl so she can control the speed. Again it's a disaster - "Moan / scowl / complain / moan" once more, and she manages to get it to magically slip out repeated times. So we try doggy - I'm getting pretty bored and pissed off at the whole thing now, and she just goes face down like a sack of spuds and doesn't move (except to complain even more.)
Finally, I'm so pissed off with the whole thing I just agree to a hand-job. The "face like a bulldog chewing a wasp" is back on again - so I ask her if she can at least smile at me, so I don't feel like she's angry with me... "
I can't be (pulls exaggerated "false smile" face) all the time...what do you expect..?" and on goes the meat-beating...
Let me tell you what I expect, good lady. This is a (totally legal) business arrangement; you've falsely advertised yourself, and taken my hard-earned with no intention of delivering what you promised; you might be (a bit, in a funny way) quite fit, but your attitude stinks. And
I have to put up with wankers at my work, and put a smile on my face - for a lot less per hour - so actually I
do expect you to do the same... It's not that complicated is it?
I'm finally so bored I shoot my load after 20 minutes - and suddenly she lightens up and starts trying to be nice... "I give you nice massage, yes?" - well, out of sheer stubbornness I think "yes; I've paid for your time so you're damn well going to give me a "nice massage" - except it was her sitting on one side of me, grabbing my arm in a weird way that reminded me of having my blood pressure taken, before doing the same on the other side and then telling me my time was up.
Sorry for the lengthy explanation of such a crap punt, but I feel like you chaps need to know that (IMHO) there's a reason for so many negative reviews starting to crop up. I feel like the chap in the 80s/90s VW Golf ad "this is the man who married the sex kitten - just as she turned into a cat..." and I reckon I met her as she's plummeting towards the absolute rock bottom of her SP career.
WILL I RETURN?
What do you think? A sullen, miserable, entitled scam-artist, who has reached the end of the road and needs to pack it in before she drops right off the end of the flat earth. I'm almost tempted to chuck in punting for good after the last few miserable incidents like this - but my natural optimism (and the fact I've still got a few blue pills left) almost certainly means I'll not learn my lesson for a few punts yet.
