Saw Oxana through Hot Collection on the 12th August. Paid 200 for 1hr.http://www.hot-collection.co.uk/escort/Oxana
This is the kind of fuck up that happens when you have no plan and punt on the hoof. From about 1pm I started to phone around for a punt between 5-6pm (I had no flexibility). On 4 hours notice forget even attempting to contact one of the ukpunting legends (Le Gavroche has a shorter waiting list than Platinum Cindy). Jessica at Maxes wasn't available, nor was Stacey Saran at Sugarbabes or Tilly at Bijoux. Lucia from Hot collection was away and Caroline from the same agency not available until 7pm. By the time I made my booking with Oxana she was about plan H or J. I had seen her twice before (in early 2014) and back then she was pretty hot in my opinion and gave a decent service. I had read some bad reports about her recently but by this stage rational thinking had left the building. I was going to have a punt no matter what my brain was telling me. You have to be slightly worried when a girl is free on 30mins notice.
Comms: I've used Hot collection a fair few times over the years so no problem there.
Venue: Apartment block about two minute walk from Edgware Road tube. Lift wasn't working so had to walk up 3/4 flights of stairs.
The girl: I found her a lot less attractive than I had done before. Body is still decent and she has a great pair on her but the face didn't look as good. The brown hair was now blonde and the duck lips seemed even more ducky. She wasn't a brilliant kisser when I saw her before but she was even worse in that department and she also doesn't do owo now (despite owo and dfk being on her likes list). Spent a while squeezing and sucking her juggs and fucked her in 4/5 positions. I left after about 40 mins as I couldn't be arsed to attempt round two without dfk or owo.
Have to give her a negative as her looks have gone a bit, service has gone downhill and yet she's charging more than last year. I haven't had many punts over the last year or so and have been good at keeping my cash in my pocket and waiting for good punts. Sometimes you just can't help yourself. This is one of those when you're walking to the tube afterwards thinking 'for fucks sake'.