[QUOTE=JmSuttr;4242228]And that single item is the phone number. That's it, period, end of sentence.
Everything else is a lie that's told with only one purpose in mind, to get your money. There is no BBFS creampie svc from twin college-age Japanese (or Korean, Malaysian, etc.) hotties. Every single word, other than the phone number, is a fantasy designed to get you to call and visit, preferably for the hour.
The reason they're now using things like BBFS and BBBJ in their ads is because they can. In the BP days those words weren't allowed. With BP gone, the new ad sites only care about getting as much money as they can from their advertisers. There's no censorship and they certainly don't give a sh*t about "Truth-in-Advertising" concerns.
The bottom-line is that the ironclad rules for dealing with AC outfits still apply: believe nothing in the ad, don't expect the girl in the ad pics, schedule for the shortest amount of time possible, and expect the svc to consist (only) of short backrub + CBJ + CFS.
Those rules apply 99.9% of the time. For the rare exception where you find yourself in the company of a gem, you can usually extend the time without any problem and negotiate any extra fee directly with the girl. Also, if you want to be sure of finding her in the future, you'll need to try to get her personal digits.
It's the Wild West out there, gents. There are literally no rules and no one protecting your hard-earned money. Our only defense is sharing good Intel and doing good homework.
P.S. And always remember to negotiate the rate. Unless you're trying to visit at a busy time, AC outfits are keenly aware of the competition from other Asian places and also from the Random Latina ad places. And many Latina ads have lower rates. I usually offer 100 for the hh and tell them I can be there in 15 minutes. They may accept or make a counter-offer. If it's 120 or less I'll accept. Otherwise, I simply move on.[/QUOTE]Thanks for sharing this. Even experienced mongers like me can get caught up in the fantasy, particularly when reading of other mongers who got lucky. And a couple of years ago I was the one who got lucky. All services were covered as I recall, but I still had a very nice time. I even got a nice massage.
I've never given thought to negotiating with a crapshoot provider or the answering service. And one has to wonder if Crapshoot Central will clearly communicate with the provider once a deal has been reached. Who knows? Then again, I don't plan to repeat with the Falls Church crapshoot. My encounter with papasan still gives me the willies even if it was friendly, and I suspect it will be sooner rather than later that they will run afoul of the local constabulary in a city notorious for cracking down on so-called "quality of life" crimes.
One more thought about last night's adventure: the provider told me "only one come" just before she began handing me my clothes. I suspect my two-pop days are in the past now that I'm sixty, but she could at least have given me a longer massage.
And now, on to a task that got postponed from earlier this morning.
