This is her link:
External Link/Members Only or
External Link/Members Only I won't waste words. Here's what happened:
Phoned Lisa: she said she could do a half hour booking that evening. She texted me the postcode and name of the road.
I drove there, was nearly half hour early so sent her a message to see if she could accomodate me earlier. She said she could and sent me the number of the building (not the actual flat number).
I parked up, walked to the number she gave me, saw there were several flats at each number and phoned her to ask which flat.
After a couple of rings went to voicemail. I sent her a text, received a reply saying "my reception is bad". This didn't help me know which flat so I asked her again by text.
No answer, tried ringing, her phone went to voicemail.
I felt a bit conspicuous outside the block so texted her again. No answer. Went back to my car and waited.
Received a text from her after a few minutes "are you coming". I replied "yes" and walked back to the building.
There I am again. Outside. 2 front doors, at least three doorbells. Phoned her. Voicemail. Texted her. A minute later: "downstairs, grey door".
Bear in mind I was half an hour early originally and all this text and non-phone answering ping-pong shit used up all that 30 minutes.
I was at the first floor door but WHAT HAPPENED NEXT was the WTF MOMENT!
The downstairs door opened and a bloke walked out. I thought "blimey previous punter". BUT: he walked out, went around to the drive next to the building and stopped. Then he saw me and looked up. He was youngish and I didn't feel scared but wasn't exactly going to knock at the door of a working girl's flat when he he's only just come out of there. He idn't walk away. HE STAYED THERE!
Anyway with him waiting outside and slightly put off by his presence and knowing smile this is what I did:
Walked down the steps, turned in the opposite direction to her flat and GOT THE FUCK OUT OF THERE. Punting phone switched off.
Checked I wasn't followed, jumped in the car, drove off down the sidestreets so I wouldn't go past the place.
Fuck knows what was going on. I went home. Wank tonight, punt another night. AVOID because I don't know what any of this was about.
