X-Post Hartford: Bad Night, Bad Review
(X-Posting due to the distance of my night's travels).
Ever had a day when you just can't seem to get your dick sucked? That was Monday. Went into work and texted GC (massage place) and the girl I wanted was booked. Got out of work and texted July, Medusa, and Nikki Rose. Waited awhile and added Bambi and um. Forget her name, but she's 36, used to be well reviewed and has all the airbrushed looking glamour shots and blue eyes. Nikki Rose actually got back to me first, but was busy until too late. In Middletown, BTW. Added Haleigh to the list (she doesn't post recently, but was reviewed a couple times). Haleigh got back to me, but was car date only. The glamour shot woman got back to me, but was too far away. July got back to me and was nearby, but then. Crickets. I had to get going and do some grocery shopping, so I headed out and thought, maybe now the car date will work, since it's going to get dark after. So I sent Haleigh another text. Went shopping. Hadn't heard back from anyone new, so decided to hit up Ashlee (Ashley). She's reliable, but always CBJ. (Good CBJ, mind you.) Got done shopping and no responses still, so said "fuck it" and texted "Sopa Soka" AKA "Dasani Tsunami". She got back pretty quick and was on my way so I went for it. She wanted a car date also, but had a room.
Told her I wanted a BBBJ to cim, and she quoted me 100 qv. Good. Find. Got there with good communication and went to the door. Out pops Elisa (Cherry) looking pretty good. We hug and I go in to see Dasani (or whatever). Pics are accurate, but staged. Pretty face, large breasts, gut. I hand over the cash and she immediately takes out and opens a condom. I'm like. "reread the text". So she makes a show of looking up what BBBJ means and is like "I didn't know that's what that means!" and wants 140. I'm not doing heading to my car to get more while she has my cash in hand, so I grit my teeth and take what I can get.
So. Good technique, terrible attitude. No patience. "You going to cum soon?" Guy knocks on the door and she answers it and gives him cash. So I basically lose all momentum. "You got five minutes". (That always helps.) Two minutes later she jumps up and pops into the bathroom. Um. "Oh, I thought you came. " I leave. Fuck it.
1 am, Ashlee gets back to me. 1 pm today, Haleigh gets back to me again.
Tiny Little Box. The Cracks of Doom
Let's talk about Morgan, or as I would call her "my precious". There's a reason there's not a face pic in the ad.
I'll admit, I didn't see TailGunner's warning until it was too late. I debated even submitting this, but maybe some other hobbyist will benefit.
Her comms are actually really good. She responds quickly. As stated before, she listed two rates, . 8 hhr and $. 5 hr. Since I'm used to $. 6 for a hhr, I opted for the full hr.
She started by giving me a gas station as the address. Not good. I pressed for the actual address and got it. It was within walking distance (near Yankee Candle). As I was 2 minutes out, she calls me to tell me she's going to the store. I ended up meeting her at the store, and we drove to her place.
As we're pulling up, she makes a quick call to someone to say "ok we're ready now. " That's not concerning.
Then she says it was just her ride to take her back to wherever she's going afterwards.
The house was a mess, but she made sure to lock every door behind us. She seemed mindful of my concerns without me even voicing them.
She started off with a BBBJ while I was standing and quickly tried to put a wrapper on me to get started. What's the hurry? I thought we had an hour. I hit the bed instead and opt for a 69, which was alright, no odor at all. After a few minutes, we wrap it up and she's hops on pop.
She's pretty tight. Breasts aren't bad, but I prefer much bigger. Then the banter begins. She talks endlessly about not doing FS normally, and when she does it's normally a lot more expensive. That's why she's so tight. Yada yada. Then she wants to switch to doggie. She's got this huge gash on her back. She says he had surgery a few weeks ago, but this scab is like 8 inches long (yeah, not from an ingrown hair removal).
The bantering continues. "Oh, you can go long", "normally I tell guys to nut by now". On and on and on. It ruins the experience. I pull her back onto the twin sized bed to try my finishing move on her (from the side). No dice, there's a wall in the way.
We get back up and she peels the wrapper off me and says "we need to remove this". Then she begins to indicate that I could go back in bare, but I opt to go back to the 69.
Then as, we're going good, I'm getting close, she says "tell me when. I can't have you CIM because it'll make me puke". Wow, great for the mood. Eventually I give her tap and explode all over the place. She hands me some wipes. Then, here's the kicker, she gives me. 2 back and calls herself an upstanding person.
Then she continues to ramble on about getting together again and hosting a hourly hotel in WS. I was nice and entertained the idea, but in all honesty, I won't repeat.
I would say she's got demons. She mentioned "going to the clinic" which I could only assumed meant for something drug-related. She said she spends a lot of time in Chicopee and Holyoke. I would say I def TOFTT but upon further reflection, I think I TOFTU (took one for the universe) and threw the ring into the cracks of Doom.
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