Aya Lovely Thai; Portsmouth

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I’ve had a bit of a break from punting.  I’m on the Mounjaro – amazing stuff, but it does make me feel a bit queasy, which has rather dulled my insatiable lust for whoring. 

But I read lots of good things about this young lady on UKP, so I decided to venture out. 

I contacted Aya the previous day – good coms, and she told me she started at 11am the following day, so I booked for 11am.

I did all the stuff I need to do to get me to Portsmouth – sidelined ‘Mrs DW’ for the morning (not always easy), came up with a reason to drive to Portsmouth etc etc,

I then prepared myself, trimmed my bits, polished my bald patch etc – generally made myself look presentable, as I was looking forward to having my face ‘snogged off’.  The UKP reviews suggested she is a star in this department.

I sent a text at 10am, just confirming the booking.  No reply.  ‘Oh dear’, I thought.  But I pressed on. 

I then drove for an hour or so, which gave me an hour to ponder the error of my ways etc.  I’m the kind of punter who generally feels guilt around this hobby but goes ahead and shags them anyway.  Lol.

I parked up at the postcode – sent another text.  Nothing.

I gave it to 11.20am, then drove off having sent a final ‘I’m off’ text.

I got the ‘sorry/I’m on the blob/I forgot to text you’ message about ten minutes later.

I’ve done this long enough not to buy this excuse.  Or the one where the landlord arrives unexpectedly, or where there is a plumbing emergency, or whatever.  But equally, a punt failing to materialise like this is never totally unexpected.  And I had a nice drive out, I drove past Fratton Park (not seen a match there for 20 years) and I saw Portsmouth harbour in the sunshine.  But I’m afraid I have to go negative ‘red’ on this one, Aya.  Irony. 

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