Author Topic: Patricia - Birmingham  (Read 853 times)

Offline Dark Vader

The original advert which I replied to is no longer available and the link is locked hard in drive jail on my old bricked laptop. Cover shot from that ad named Maya was all I needed to be all over this one.

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Location Irving Street. Birmingham. ULEZ.

Comms/Interaction Made contact via Whatsapp and asked for an evening appointment. Recognized the postcode as I've seen a few here before. Sent back a photo of the door and asked to send a picture of it on arrival. Knew the play so thought nothing of it. Arrived and took the picture and waited in the adjacent garage entrance. Noticed a man with phone out waiting to get in to the next door down the other side of the garage entrance. Get a text saying one moment. WTF you were just asking where the fuck I was?
Something in the back of my mind said look at the original picture. Oh fuck. I'd taken a picture of the door I'd been to many times. I actually wanted the door this guy was at. I'm tucked away so he can't see me. I text and say, oops I sent the wrong door but obviously I'm here but did you double book? She ignores me and asks me to send a picture of the right door. Fucking sending you another picture. She or some maid insists on this picture and I tell her are you going to give me the flat number or not?

Nothing for 10 minutes so I head back to my car. About to drive off and she text me saying, baby I'm at a new address, you coming? WTF. This is either the mother of all fuck abouts or they've got the girls and the addresses mixed up. She gives me a Newhall Street address not a million miles away but I don't trust em. I ask why send me to the first address? She apologizes and wants to know how long I will be and pestering me to come and I just text back not today baby.
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Offline The_Don

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but I don't trust em.

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Offline bops909



 Get a text saying one moment. WTF you were just asking where the fuck I was?

 I text and say, oops I sent the wrong door but obviously I'm here but did you double book?

She ignores me and asks me to send a picture of the right door.

She or some maid insists on this picture

Nothing for 10 minutes

She text me saying, baby I'm at a new address, you coming?

They've got the girls and the addresses mixed up.

She gives me a Newhall Street address not a million miles away

I ask why send me to the first address?

She apologizes and wants to know how long I will be and pestering me to come and I just text back not today baby.

Agree this sounds like the the mother of all fuck abouts and would have been very frustrating. But at least it happened in May, not October, with it dark and windy and with rain lashing down, which was when I was in a similar situation.

The other guy could have been waiting to see another WG as it's normal practice to have two or more at the same location for the WG's security and peace of mind.

It sounds to me like you were speaking to a maid/manager and not the WG you were hoping to see.

I think someone was juggling demand or they've got the girls and the addresses mixed up. 

"She" , in this case, is most likely not the WG.

Offline bops909



 Get a text saying one moment. WTF you were just asking where the fuck I was?

 I text and say, oops I sent the wrong door but obviously I'm here but did you double book?

She ignores me and asks me to send a picture of the right door.

She or some maid insists on this picture

Nothing for 10 minutes

She text me saying, baby I'm at a new address, you coming?

They've got the girls and the addresses mixed up.

She gives me a Newhall Street address not a million miles away

I ask why send me to the first address?

She apologizes and wants to know how long I will be and pestering me to come and I just text back not today baby.

Agree this sounds like the the mother of all fuck abouts and would have been very frustrating. But at least it happened in May, not October, with it dark and windy and with rain lashing down, which was when I was in a similar situation.

The other guy could have been waiting to see another WG as it's normal practice to have two or more at the same location for the WG's security and peace of mind.

It sounds to me like you were speaking to a maid/manager and not the WG you were hoping to see.

I think someone was juggling demand or they've got the girls and the addresses mixed up. 

"She" , in this case, is most likely not the WG.