Previously positively reviewed by the excitable MrFixit (who I see has got himself banned) at the link below. I do believe that Mrfixit saw her - his description is accurate - but there are massive inconsistencies between his account and my experience. I suspect he exaggerated the positives as he wanted to 'discover' this girl.
Sadly, she's not worth discovering. There's also a negative review from Marco linked to below where she suddenly stopped communicating when he was outside her block, she did the same to me (as described further down the thread) and evidently to some poor bastard on aw at midnight who got as far as her front door only to be ignored.
Despite this, having been let down earlier by an outcaller, I thought I'd give her a second chance as she's local to me, and she picked up the call, and arranged an appointment for 30 mins hence. Her flat is reasonably discreet - ground floor of a council block but with its own front door. She opened it and I was glad to see she's exactly the girl in the photos. She's tall, tanned, long brunette hair. Pretty, too - the recent unairbrushed photos in her gallery give a good indication of what she looks like. Strangely nordic looking, but she has a London accent.
In truth her looks were the only thing she has going for her. As she ushered me into the sparsely furnished, untidy flat I tried to make small talk, asking her how her plans to go to Australia were going. "Not going", she mumbled, then shut the bedroom door behind me to squirrel away the cash somewhere. She came back in and we had an awkward 5 mins with her trying to get Spotify to work as I asked that the TV loudly blaring out 'Ibiza anthems' be turned off. Sat in silence as she wrestled with technology, any attempt at conversation was shot down. She's very VERY sullen and uncommunicative - very depressed sounding, as if she hates other people's company as much as being a wg. I raised the incident where she cut off all communication with me the month before and her reply was something along the lines of "sorry, I'm in a bit of a daze right now".
She ushered me onto the bed - sorry, mattress on the floor, and initiated very superficial DFK (she's a smoker and a breath mint would have helped). Onto covered oral which was nothing to write home about, then RO which was pleasant - nice minge. She has very smooth, kissable skin, tanned all over. Very small boobs, though. Straight into reverse cowgirl which was quite unusual, and the best bit of the punt. However, at that moment I noticed a retching sound coming from the hallway. "Oh that's just my cat - he has bronchitis" she announced.
Bit more OW then tried for missionary but the old chap wasn't playing ball, so came on her chest and that was that. I went to wash my hands and the mangy, underdeveloped creature that had been retching outside the door waddled in. Jesus Christ, I like cats - I have a cat, but this poor wretched little thing was the most mood-killing ingredient that could have possibly entered the room. That would be, if there was a mood to kill. The last 2 minutes were spent in almost complete silence as Chloe stared into the distance - and as I ruminated on the line "bubbly and energetic with a loving caring nature that will make you feel right at home" from her profile.
I genuinely think she is depressed, despite the fact that there are pictures on her wall and her profile of her having fun with her mates - but any sense of youthful exuberance was completely lacking in her role as a hooker. She certainly needs a change of profession, and may well need a shrink.
The thought did cross my mind that if Ken Loach was directing a porn film it would have looked like this - set in an early brutalist LCC council estate in the failing autumnal light, on a mattress on the ground, with a guy almost apologetically beating off onto the chest of a hooker with an accusatory, dead eyed glare, as a bronchitic cat retched off camera.
Would recommend unconditionally.