I would be wary of Roxanne 407-591-1896
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I called Roxanne to set up an appointment, she said she would text me the address right away. She never did.
I googled the number and it came back to a bunch of different girls and pic including the one nalalia in altamonte.
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I would be very wary of seeing this girl. Natalia is a known problem and anyone using a bunch of fake pics and names is a red flag for me.
No joy found with "Jinny"
After reading two decent reviews of "Jinny" (American-Born Asian) I decided to take the plunge Wednesday night; I am terribly sorry I did. When performing the first screening, she asked me what part of town I was in. I told her out by the university. Her response was "Oh good, that's near me." She sounded nice enough on the phone, but at the same time not all there. (Red flag #1.) Then after several questions including her desired donation, we moved onto me getting to her place. She continued to say she was nearby, and that she would forward her street address to me. When she stated her desired fee, I responded by saying it was a little too rich for my blood. (Just like another SM stated in his review of her and true to form, she asked what sounded good to me. I then provided my suggestion. She agreed and then once again promised to send me the directions to her address.) Well, one hour and two calls later, she finally answers and apologizes for the mix-up, claiming she sent the info to the wrong person. (Red flag #2.) By this time, I was already out scouting the streets. After more confusion on her part, I got the info. Okay, so here I'm thinking we are finally on the right track. I get to the general area, head in the direction GPS tells me to go, leading me to the other side of town. Once within a couple of miles of her location, she calls and tells me to pull onto her street without supplying the house-number. (Red flag #3) I decide to keep going through the neighborhood until the digits are provided to me. She continues to stall, with the sound of opening doors that led me to believe she was now outside the house, looking for my lights. (Red flag #4) FINALLY she says oh, the number on the house says. Hmmm; okay, well, I'm already here, and haven't passed that number yet, so what the hell, I've now driven clear across the county; I might as well see who this girl is!
Although overall, I would say her pics are fairly accurate, her face was not. While her face is pretty enough for me, it is full of needle-like pox-marks. I have never seen anything specifically like that before; not even on cystic-acne sufferers and was troubled by that sight for fear that it could have been related to anything from crystal-meth use to some rare form of pox disease. (No, not small-pox, but some variance-type of that illness.) Her body has several tattoos that I don't recall seeing in her ad; her ass and hips were like a pasted-on bowl of jello, and just as hard to grab onto and hold.
She walks me back towards a bedroom, closes the door and begins mumbling to herself about being 'scared shi*less' by my being there. Then came mumbling about 'cops' and 'sting' and other mumblings whispered at such a low tone, I could not understand her. She then asks ME for protection. (Red flag #4) My response was: 'I came to you, remember? ' She rifled through her bag, and managed to dig one out. Then she said 'business first' after she had undressed from the waist-up. I walked towards her as she sat on the edge of her bed. She grabbed my waist and began to undo my belt. 'FINALLY' I thought to myself; something good was happening! Well, she dropped my draws, looked up at me and said the magic words. I provided her gift that we agreed on and told her there would be more IF things went well. She smiled, tore open the package, and before she applied its contents to little Johnny, I told her the lights were a little too bright, and that someone could easily see us from the street as shadows against her thin excuse of a shade. She responded by going totally dark. While under normal circumstances, I am good with such an arrangement, what followed just ruined everything for me. I heard her finish disrobing, followed by her getting back on the bed. As I got ready to join her, a horrible smell suddenly filled the room. (Yes, you figured it out; it was her box.) Stank is probably not the proper adjective; more like PUTRID fits here! Wherever my nose and mouth traveled on her body (neck, boobs, arms) it did not matter. While the boob-job she paid for was very well done, and her nips responded to my skills, I could not avoid that horrible mood-destroying stench. My soldier was no longer at attention so I decided to make the best of what was left of the rendezvous, by laying on my back and as Richard Pryor used to say: 'Play the *****'. At that point, she became horribly mechanical. She began working with her mouth, and it felt more like a jackhammer. With her insistence of full cover, there was little sensation. She got more and more mechanical to such a point that I asked her to stop and try doggie which she agreed to. Once assuming the position, she did little more than stink up the room once I found my way in. At that point it was a lost-cause and she knew it. She had me stop, and said she was sorry but she couldn't do anything more to help me. I was so disappointed I said: 'fine, how about splitting the difference with me then? ' to which she responded 'I'm sorry I can't do that. Besides you already touched me. ' Touched you? Is that what I paid for; to touch you? From there, I decided she was not worth anymore of my time. Yeah, she had my money, but I would have the last laugh. That being coming here to post this sad, sad report of fun desired, fun promised, but not delivered.
So if you're thinking of making an Asian connection, think 415 girls. At least with them, business is business; not a means to support some illicit drug habit.
Roxanne, Nikki, andre and the rest
Ok folks here goes, with some thanks from our friends in Jacksonville.
Roxanne 407-591-1896.
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Nikki 407 558 5791.
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These girls are part of a house run by Andre, who they swear is not there pimp and they also swear they give him no money. They also swear that they are the only ones living in the house on cottonwood drive in Altamonte Springs and they swear that they do not know the other girls that USED to live there and they are alone. Yet if you call them they eagerly tell you that they have a friend for a 3some.
Ok Roxanne _ I checked with our friends in Jacksonville and she is resoundingly reported as one to avoid. A drug problem and an extensive arrest record for things including burglary, there advice is that she was a street walker and if you see her to lock up everything you have from your car keys to your contact lenses.
Nikki. A serious drug issue, once when I called her she asked me to bring her HARD (crack) in leiu of money. Also has been reported to steal guys possessions.
There is something about this guy Andre and this house on Cottonwood drive that attracts some really bad providers that are drug laced and into ripping guys off.
A big thanks to our friends in Jacksonville, and to Jackson, for this site. I almost saw Roxanne but after I reviewed her jacksonville reviews I ran away. Long arrest record, really bad reviews and some serious warnings.
This is what this board was meant to do, help each other.