tl;dr: AVOID — B&S with MUCH older woman with a bad attitude in a horror show block of flats.
Contact details:Happened the other night. I knew this wouldn’t be a slim 23yo based on the ad and pricing, but thought I’d take the plunge and see what I got. Hoping it might just be a +10 age as usual. All comms by text were prompt, then a quick phone call from her to confirm I was coming — seemed keen which in hindsight was a red flag. Confirmed twice (one text, once on the phone) that her age was 25. Told her I would leave if she wasn’t — she said ‘‘no worry, baby, I am young’’.
Made my way to the flat which is at the bottom of Union Street near some charity shops. Block door was already open so walked in and text her to say I was here. I nearly bolted there and then — the block hallway was AWFUL. Pitch black on the ground floor, poorly lit on the second, and with hand-scrawled signs about roof access taped to the wall. Honestly like a set from the Walking Dead. But the horn was on so I powered up the stairs to be let in.
The flat itself was dimly lit with one room covered by a bedsheet hanging over the door, not sure if that was occupied but think I could hear someone else. See the girl herself properly when she takes me into the bedroom which is lit by a 25W bulb — very dim (a theme for the evening!) and even under that not much better than candle light I could see she was ancient — at least mid-50s, slim and very short, but her face was old even under the excessive slap she’d applied to it. My horn died that second.
I went to leave and she tried to stand between me and the door. ‘‘Why you go?’’ I told her she was too old, that I already told her by text that I would leave. ‘‘NO! You stay!’’ she’s quite forceful and I can feel the panic rising a bit in me as I’m not sure how to resolve this since she’s between me and the door. I reach over her shoulder and undo the latch, then pull the door. She again tells me I must stay. She tries for a second to block it and I’m panicking a little because I’m worried someone will come out from behind the curtain which I have my back to… but she gives up nad steps aside, and I rush out into that awful, pitch black hallway. I turn my phone torch on and walk as fast and quietly as I can down the rickety stairs and out onto the street.
Absolutely fucking awful, felt genuinely in a bad place for the first time in a long time. Stupid for getting myself into this situation but I’d hoped maybe for a mid/late 30s girl to take care of me, not an angry old crone. Avoid.
