A funny thing happend on the way to the massage.
I'm always reluctant to post a negative comment or at least preface it with YMMV or the fact that sometimes it's a matter of subject taste. That said I just can't hold back on this one, you make the call. Last week I thought I'd the try a massage from Camilla. She had some hot body pics posted, even though one was clearly poached from Morgan Brittany's twitter account. Without mentioning the pic, I asked if we could get together that day but she was booked. Since she had an out of state area code (as do I) I asked if she was a traveler, she said she was from Tucson and I replied I was too so we chatted a bit more via texts. It was a straight forward exchange and she came off, as well as one can discern from a series of short texts, as a nice enough lady.
This morning I thought a massage was in order and decide to try young Camellia. A time was fixed; I asked if she was at hotel A she replied no, hotel be. I said I would text from the parking lot for the room # when I arrived. On the drive there I saw a text from her that said she was actually at a residence near hotel be and she would text me the "address at. " end of text. I replied I was a little late and told her where I was, I updated my location as I got closer and finally said I was in the Hotel be parking lot and asked for directions. I sent a few more ending with if don't hear back, I'll assume we are off. No drama, no accusations, just basically I'm here, I need directions, if I don't hear back I'm going to split. I never heard back so I left. About 45 minutes later I got an apoplectic text telling me she tried to text me but they wouldn't go through. I replied no biggie, gave her my email, suggested it might be a more reliable method of contacting me and said we'll try again, but to please email me so I know she is real no email, though she did text me back an empathetic Yes! About 20 minutes later. Yes what I wondered.
About an hour later we started another exchange of text messages, I suggested, politely, that she should be rubbing on me instead of sending me text I think that was lost on her. I mentioned that one of her pictures was not her, again very diplomatically so as not to insult her sensitivities. She wanted to know which picture and said I would send her the link when I got home, even acknowledging that representative pictures were frequently used and that face pics are never a good idea ending with I'm not judging. She responded, to paraphrase her: I don't know why anyone would bother to steal my pic, ehhh, I sent her the info, said "Busted" since it was she who stole the pic, but added I am sure she is very cute and again humblde myself. She then said something to the effect of big deal she used one fake picture and told me I was weird for checking. Well if fact checking is weird and lying about using fake pictures when called out ever so politely is normal, then yes, I'm weird. She then asked me to stop texting her, which was pretty funny inasmuch as she missed her appointment today (funny how the rest of her texts came through no problem), claimed someone stole her picture until I pointed out her stolen picture happened to be the likeness of Morgan Brittany as displayed on Britts web site. Yeah I think I can refrain from more text; though my sides are sore from laughing at this exchange, hope you all get a chuckle too.