If your thinking of of meeting Katie… just don’t. It’s not worth it. Stay at home and have a wank. You will be happier for it. This was around a week ago.
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External Link/Members OnlyCommsAll dealt with on AW until we swapped for WhatsApp. There is a face pic on WhatsApp that may be her, but several years old. The years have not been kind. The comms were quick, clear, and the best part of the punt. Agreed to meet for an hour at a hotel on princess street in Manchester.
Venue and priceStandard hotel. Not much else to say. £200 for the hour.
The meetThis is where things went down hill. If you are expecting refined and well spoken (I was based on the coherent messages), you may be disappointed. Absolutely rough manc lass. As chavvy as they come. I can cope with that, but everything else combined just made me want to end it all. She was much taller than I expected. Probably around 5 foot 8. She was wearing quite a baggy dress, more to hide her body shape than anything else.
We started with a bit of a chat and she had requested a bottle of white wine. I was happy to bring one along, and Christ she can put it away. To the point where I think she has a problem. And she makes a really fucking irritating slurping noise as she downs each glass in one.
Anyway, she finally decided that it was time to move things along after 40 minutes of interrogation. Not pleasant conversation. Proper questioning. She heads off to the bathroom for a shower, and I kid you not, there is the loudest fart from the bathroom while I’m waiting. Fairly sure she went for a dump in there. Not the best start.
She comes back out and she has lost the dress. She apologised for the ‘mum tum’ which was frankly awful. Her pictures are at best flattering. Skinny legs, massive droopy boobs, over hanging gut, and freshly evacuated bowels. I’m really not in the mood right now. But committed. Oh Christ I wish I hadn’t been committed. I don’t know if it was pity or terror at this stage.
I went to kiss her, and this is where I really noticed her teeth. Pretty sure they aren’t the ones she was born with. I think it explains the weird slurping noise. She looks up to kiss. Probably so the teeth wouldn’t fall out. The problem is, that meant I had to look up too. We were both looking up trying to kiss, and steadily climbing higher and higher. That was just weird and I gave up on that. I went for her tits next. Released as they were… i had to bend down to find the buggers swinging around at her knees… eventually found a nipple, but soon gave up on that as it was more like a swinging water balloon. I thought I need to get this over with asap, so did the only thing I could think of. No… not leave. I wish I had. I turned her around for doggy and on with the condom. Eventually managed to get in… but then noticed a slightly unpleasant aroma. I could feel nothing anyway, so pulled out and wanked off and finished in the condom. She stayed bent over. I actually wasn’t sure if she’d fallen asleep or was expecting me to go back in. Really wasn’t a sexy look though. I did not ask for oral or offer it so can’t comment on that. She left in the hour. Most of that was drinking and ranting. Thank Christ.
SummaryDisappointing meet. Worst kissing. Strangest teeth. Pictures not accurate. First time I’ve ever had an escort take a dump during the meet. I was literally paying her to shit. And I’m really not into that. Would never want to experience this again. Would obviously not repeat. You win some and lose some. Hopefully this helps someone else. I’ve slept since, but it’s been hard. Pretty sure I have ptsd.
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