[QUOTE=Bear5;3986241]Saw the red flags but went anyways and it got worse.
Texted for a meeting the next day and got scheduled without problem. Requested a fantasy role-play. She agrees on a time in the early morning and suggest 5 am, I go for a later time but find that pretty odd.
I start leaving about 30 minutes prior to engagement and she is responding. She asks for the role-play info again even though it was a simple request from 8 hours ago. I tell her the exact time the GPS says I will get there. I get there on time and after telling her that I am parked, she says she ran to the store and will be back in 5 minutes. She returns and is ready over 15 minutes later.
I get the all clear and proceed to the nice house in a good neighborhood. I stupidly overlook the fact that there are 2 cars in the driveway and proceed to the door. After a minute of waiting I am greeted by Jackie and let in without a hug or typical greeting as a 50 year old white man is sitting in the middle of a room next to the door at a large desk. Jackie explains to the man that I am her cousin and he states that she better not be up to anything and there is to be no incall. It is weirder than hell. Like being 10 years old and going to a friend's house and being in the room when he is getting yelled at by his parents.
We tread carefully to her room upstairs where she is obviously renting a room in this 4 bedroom boarding house. Perhaps the guy downstairs was the landlord. Jackie states he is angry because he can't have her. I do not know why, she is well past her prime and should take any offer she gets as she is probably 65 or older and renting a room with an empty bank account less my scammed money.
We sit down and she rummages like crazy through a small purse like it is hope chest for 5 minutes as she looks for some materials. At this point it is clear that she has some issues and becoming more clear that she doesn't look fit like her pics anymore.
She finally gets her stuff and jumps into my pretend role-play dream which is just sad at this point after my awkward entrance to the house. Everything told me to run but I couldn't. In the dream, her clothes come off and she explains she has some breast scars due to implant removal. No, these are more than implant scars, they are above and in the middle of the chest. Something happened there. And nothing but flab and saggyness in chest and belly like she had 5 kids years ago and never went to the gym.
Could not have been happier to leave.
And could I just leave normally? Hell no. I adjusted myself and head out of her room, but not before she gives me a folded up rug and a lamp. I am NOT joking. She wants me to take this with me outside and put it in her car. What the hell is going on?
So I take it, thinking it is weird but so what. We get downstairs and the owner starts arguing with Jackie. He says the rug and lamp better not come back because she is evicted and needs to leave in a week or so. She says it is ok, I was just there to buy some stuff from her. I guess she forgot that I was her cousin. Again, she has issues and one is having the memory of a drug addict. I walk out without saying a word and throw the stuff in her car. The landlord obviously sees me from the open window and starts shouting at Jackie from inside the house that he knows what happened. Clearly he has issues for even renting to her to begin with. They belong together.
Do yourself a favor and avoid. This is just another pony that is well past retirement. If you do see her, use Van Buren SW prices.
[URL]https://alligator.com.phoenix.listcrawler.com/post/26586921/jackie[/URL][/QUOTE]Oh wow! This was a great read LOL.
