[QUOTE=Cashd;2953411]Will not repeat. Would not recommend. Setup was easy. She was at a nice motel. I requested hour visit. Red flag #1: says she only does QV and half hour visits. Humm? Ok. I said let's do half hour.
I arrived at the motel. I texted her I was there. Crickets. Again, nada. I called her NA. She then texted "give me a few minutes I had to run to Walgreens". Oh, like I have never heard that before. (she was probably cleaning up from her previous client) Finally, 10 minutes later-"come to my room. " I walk in I get a hug and kiss. Awesome! Cute gal, nice figure. She is really tatted up. I would have to say her tats not all that tasteful. Huge flowers on abdomen. Huge skull on her thigh-what is with that?-Red Flag #3. It was all downhill from there.
"Can we do a QV instead of a half hour? What? "We agreed on a half hour". She said "if you don't mind can we do a QV 'cause I got someone coming in a few minutes. DING, DING, DING WTF!!
I should have left. But, I was already there thinking with the little head. I complied.
It was not to hard to figure out. She is booking appointments every 15 or 30 minutes. The guy before me must have run over his allotted time. I originally requested and hour now I was being pushed to a QV. I do not think I am alone in this. I do not like to be rushed and I do not like clock watchers. That is a total turnoff for me. I guess as inducement to hurry me up she offered BBCIP. I passed, BB not my thing. I see that I'm not the only guy she has offered it to. (and I thought I was the only one-ha ha).
She must be a walking petri dish. So she is seeing a guy every 15-30 minutes, offering BBFS and BB Greek. No telling what is incubating in that cooter and - -.
All in All -a very bad experience. Would not recommend. Seniors PM me for more information.
No link to attach.[/QUOTE]No- you're not alone. I had a very similar experience early on in her career. Danielle had received one or two thumbs up on here before I finally paid her a visit. (I had tried when she first popped on the scene but after two calls and driving to BFE she went dark on me.) Anyway- on this particular night a little while back I went out to that shady little notel motel off Newtown. We had settled on a time- had texted back and forth a little and I arrived a minute or two early. "Hold on", she said, "I'm getting out of the shower". She asked for 5 more minutes so I gave her 15. Finally she texts me the room number so I go and park on the street near her room. (For those familiar with the hotel- she was in the end that kind of dead ends and has little parking.) Anyway, I go in and was greeted by the girl in the photos, tats and all. (I agree with your assessment on the tattoos but they won't deter me usually) She greets me with a hug and an attempted kiss (I'm just not into kissing). I notice during our hug her hair- and the rest of her is completely dry. Still though- I was there and already thinking with the wrong head. I sat on the bed and sucked on her nipples a bit- to which she responded nicely. I let my hands roam and I find a very, and I mean very, wet kitty. First thought was this is going to be fun- she is either excited or has lubed herself in preparation for me. I looked at my finger and see what I'm about 88% sure is man chowder (I've seen my share of mine over the years!) Luckily, her phone was going nuts- someone, who's probably reading this right now, was really lighting her up. I took the chance to go "freshen up" and washed my hands briskly. Upon my return she asks if I'd prefer changing my time to a QV instead of the HH as she had a family emergency come up. (which I had found odd as she had told me- as had her license plates- she was from Iowa or someplace near there) I saw that as the perfect chance for escape and told her it wasn't a problem.
A little disappointed and a lot excited I exited her room. I knew I wasn't going back to her so before I pull out I sat on the street and scanned my numbers and backpage for a possible substitute. While I sat there in my car searching my phone (but discretely away from her room) I see her "family problem" pull up- not even 3-5 minutes after I had left the room. (Couldn't help but wonder what would've happened if I had opted for the QV). Anyway, I was still searching for the first alternate when in roughly 10 minutes the dude exits-get this- buckling his belt! (Seriously- just the wham, bam- doubt there was time for the thank you m'am! Maybe 2-3 minutes later she is texting saying I can return. I told her I had made other plans and would try and see her another time.
So I sat there roughly 10 minutes longer waiting for a regular to answer my distress call- to no avail. Sure enough, as I sat there ANOTHER dude pulls up and enters the room! (I had dodged a bullet- I had managed to avoid an assembly line vagina!) I received a text from a regular UTR across town and had made plans for roughly an hour from then. I wasn't in a hurry and I decided- wth- lets see how long this one lasts. (While not by much he did seem to be there for what I would guess was his 15 min time limit!) As creepy as all this may sound- my intent was not to spy on or stalk this girl- I had gone there for a good time.
I know these girls are not virgins and I am probably not their first visitor on many days- but the idea of being the forth guy in 90 minutes just does not appeal to me. My guess is she posts (for a brief time) and sees as many as she can in a three or four hour period, removes the post and moves on with her cash. Which I suppose is OK- I just don't want to play in that petri dish. Unfortunately, I had stuck a finger in it and it took a thorough washing and about 6 ounces of hand sanitizer to make me feel better about that violated digit.
