[QUOTE=BuckeyeFanatic;2045111]Anyone know anything about:
Jazmine: [URL]http://columbus.backpage.com/FemaleEscorts/mixed-beauty-19/17291192[/URL].
Or.
Macy: [URL]http://columbus.backpage.com/FemaleEscorts/hey-guys-come-spend-time-with-me-macy-90-12hr-and-150-a-whole-hr-so-come-check-me-out-20/17454547[/URL].[/QUOTE]I saw Macy last night, actually. I browse BP a lot and might text providers to get an idea of rates, but rarely these days do I act on the habit. But last night while I was browsing I saw Macy's ad pop up and I pretty much contacted her as soon as I found the number in the ad. Something about her pics just put me on an immediate mission to dream of this chick at any cost. There's definitely this sort of girl-next-door quality to her pictures in the ad and something just came over me. Like after I got her first reply via text, I just started putting my pants and shoes on, like before there was even any confirmation of an impending dream. I'm not going to go with the formatting you guys have taken a liking to, just going to write out the experience with as much detail as I can remember. Paint a picture, if you will.
Anyway, I got the address and set out. I was probably about 20 minutes late because Google Maps just got her address very wrong. Her place is just off Refugee, in a large apartment complex. Maps was telling me it was in the parking lot of a large shopping plaza. I'm not familiar with that area, so when I arrived, I drove into the parking lot, trying to figure out where I'm actually supposed to go. When I pulled in, I saw a cruiser pulling into the lot from the other end. I got spooked and did an immediate you-turn and tried to leave the lot as quickly as I could. I drove around this intersection a bit, pulling into other lots and trying to find building numbers. I just could NOT find this place. But I remembered her pics from the ad and that set my dick ablaze again, so I ventured forth. I drove down Refugee a little further and turned into an apartment complex. I texted her asking if she did live in a large complex and she replied, "yeah, kinda." So I drove around this complex for a minute and finally found her number.
I walked up to the door and knocked discreetly. And... Nothing. I can see a light is on on the second floor... So maybe they didn't hear. I knocked again, and still nothing. Maybe she can't hear me, so I send her a text saying I'm here and go back to the door. I knocked again. Nothing. Annoyed, I knock loudly this time and I finally see some shadowy movement at the top of the stairs, so I finally got her attention. A couple seconds later the door opens and it's this older black dude in a robe! In the first split-second I figure it's her pimp? In the next split-second I realize that it's not and I just say, "iiii think I have the wrong house." He's like, "Oh, who are you looking for?" And I just keeping walking away and say sorry (cause who I'm looking for can get me into some trouble.)
Now back in my car and really annoyed, I turn onto Refugee again and continue on just a little further and find ANOTHER largish apartment complex on the other side of the road. Something just told me that it was the place, so I parked and found the building number. She actually called me when I was walking up and I answered and said where I was. She told me she would meet me outside. I HATE going to these large complexes, because it feels like all 50 apartments in my view are looking at me. As she's talking to me, I see her come down some stairs to my right. I was relieved to see a slender, young lady like in the ad. I entered her place, and see it's your typical bare, no-furniture-TV-and-DVDs-on-the-floor dream setup. I finally got a good look at her, too. It's the girl in the ad, but she definitely looks way more attractive and healthier in those pics. Her face doesn't really have the best skin, but I'm more of a body guy, so I was mostly pleased.
Standing in the doorway of her apartment, I look at the living room and see a blanket spread out on the living room floor and I realize that this dream is taking place here. That's okay, I guess. She starts taking her pants off, and I follow suit... But then she stops before anything goes below her crotch tattoo and she runs into the bathroom. I pull my pants up, thinking I need absolute mobility in case some fucker is about to burst from that bathroom and threaten me. I see her "roommate" go into the bathroom too and as she's going in to join my dream, she just introduces herself to me from the back of the hall, nonchalantly and without breaking stride. Alright, so I realize they're in this together and have some kind of arrangement about the roommate having the bedroom and my dream having the living room. I can deal with that.
So in the maybe 10-15 seconds my dream and her roommate were in the bathroom, I hear a knock at the door. WTF IS this! I buttoned my pants back up at this point and have my shoes ready to go by my side. I'm on edge. My dream comes back from the bathroom holding a cover. I always bring my own but I'm okay with using one provided and glad to see that's all she was going to the bathroom to get. I just kind of point towards the door and she's like, "Oh, did someone knock?" Yeah. She looks out the blinds beside the door and just ignores the visitor and comes back over to me. I hear some sassy black chick start yelling from the other side. It's exactly what I DO NOT need at a time like this. The roommate comes out and she and my dream are yelling at the person on the other side of the door, and she's yelling back. I don't know what about. I don't care because I want to bolt, but now I can't because this sassy black chick is keeping me from escaping. Is she another provider? A friend of the two? Does she know what's going down in here? I have no idea. So the roommate just quickly goes outside to try to calm this person and leaves me and my dream to our own sexy devices.
So we start to undress again, and again she gets her pants to just below that crotch tattoo and then, again, she flips them back up and runs to the back of the apartment saying something to herself about asking "him" if we can just use the bedroom now that the roommate is gone. Oh my god. There's some kind of pimp /3rd party in the back of the apartment now. She comes back out and says we can use the bedroom, so I follow her back. It's not much of a bedroom. Just a room with another TV sitting on the floor, a lot of clothes scattered around, a bag of garbage in the corner, a deflated air-mattress... Which is, of course, where we're headed. Finally my dream is coming to fruition. The clothes come off and I lay back on this deflated air mattress. Her body is nice. Slim, no baby damage. Boobs are small, but that's expected with more petite girls. She sat down beside me and I'm just kind of holding my dick and mumbling something about needing some help. She instantly leans forward with a quick BBBJ, aaaand that does the trick.
I laid back and had her get on top in cowgirl. It was pretty nice. As nice as it could be on a flattened air mattress, at least. She didn't talk, didn't complain, didn't rush. Just the right amount of moaning. She let me go at my own pace (s) and let my hands roam where they pleased (thought crossed my mind to let them gently wander in and around the isles, but I didn't go through with it. I have a feeling she wouldn't stop it, though). Most of the time at this point in my dream it was just me doing the work, but occasionally she would plant her feet on the floor and lean back and move a bit, a few other times we got into a groove while she moved her hips. She would sometimes put her hands on my chest and lean into it, while I rubbed around her body. Not bad. In this position I did catch a few glances at the track marks on her arms, though. That's a shame. After a bit, I grabbed her and moved her into missionary and that didn't last too long. I ripped the cover off and finished on her stomach. She quickly cleaned herself off and I tried to get my clothes back on and get out of there as quickly as possible. The actual dream didn't last long. Maybe 10 minutes or so. When I left I just kind of wrote it off as just another mediocre experience, but typing it up, I think maybe future visits with her might be more fun? But I would definitely opt for an outcall next time, because there was just way too much drama at this place for me.
I'm really not sure if I can recommend or not. Like the dream itself wasn't too bad. I think I might have felt more comfortable on my own turf and without the initial drama. And I think if those were the conditions, then she might be more fun. But then again, she didn't complain or rush anything. The dream ended as quickly as it did because I couldn't help myself. So who knows, but if you have any questions or whatever, just ask here or PM.
