[QUOTE=BillCypher;3981571]Damn, that's funny as shit.[/QUOTE]Talk about a close call. WOW.
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[QUOTE=BillCypher;3981571]Damn, that's funny as shit.[/QUOTE]Talk about a close call. WOW.
[QUOTE=ProfFalken;3981350]So a few days ago I arrived early to Jess' flat in Melbourne. I parked on the street and walk up to the note she's taped to the front door. "I'm out back," the note says, with an arrow pointing to the left.
I walk around the left side of the house and through a wooden gate. There is Jess in denim shorts and a tank top, on her hands and knees, apparently weeding next to her house. "Hi there," I say as she jumps to her feet. She looks okay, but not really much like her pictures. Well, the dirty knees are kinda hot, but I'm hoping she's going to wash those hands before we begin.
It was then that I noticed the toddler playing on some plastic thing partially obscured by the lanai. Now this is weird. Any LEO concerns are now gone, but WTF? "Did your sitter bail on you" I ask hopefully. "No," she says, looking me up and down strangely, "I'm keeping an eye on him".
Another awkward second passes, each of us sizing the other up. Finally she turns and starts walking, saying over her shoulder "The tub is over here". I follow, now totally confused. I'm all for washing up together, but someone's coming to take the kid, right?
We find ourselves on her lanai, staring at a filthy grey hot tub with green algae water within. "See," she says, pressing a button on the tub's edge to no effect, "quit about a month ago".
Now, I'm a helpful kind of guy, but I really hadn't planned on this. Shit is getting weird.
Just then I hear the gate open and, turning to inspect the intruder, see a young bloke in work pants with a clipboard rounding the corner of the house. Clarity suddenly strikes as I spin back towards Jess.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't catch your name".
"I'm sorry, I'm Amy," she says, confirming my horror. Just then the bloke enters the lanai, the embroidered name on his shirt indicating "Matt" from some pool supply company.
"Amy, this is Matt," I say, before he has a chance to speak, "and he's going to take real good care of you".
Without another word I exit the lanai and beat a hasty retreat back to my car. After a few blocks I pull over and enter Jess' correct address into my GPS.
Minutes later I park in front of her actual house in a safe neighborhood near Wickham Park. I take a moment to compose myself and note the time. I am now 9 minutes late for our date.[/QUOTE]How did you end up at that address in the first place? That's crazy, your lucky it didn't go the wrong way. Like her calling the cops and taken your license plate down. Or if this young lady's old man was around WOW!!
Hilarious. Quick thinking brother. I'm pretty sure I'd have fucked that up in your shoes! And, after seeing Jess myself, it all sounded plausible!
[QUOTE=ProfFalken;3981350]So a few days ago I arrived early to Jess' flat in Melbourne. I parked on the street and walk up to the note she's taped to the front door. "I'm out back," the note says, with an arrow pointing to the left.
I walk around the left side of the house and through a wooden gate. There is Jess in denim shorts and a tank top, on her hands and knees, apparently weeding next to her house. "Hi there," I say as she jumps to her feet. She looks okay, but not really much like her pictures. Well, the dirty knees are kinda hot, but I'm hoping she's going to wash those hands before we begin.
It was then that I noticed the toddler playing on some plastic thing partially obscured by the lanai. Now this is weird. Any LEO concerns are now gone, but WTF? "Did your sitter bail on you" I ask hopefully. "No," she says, looking me up and down strangely, "I'm keeping an eye on him".
Another awkward second passes, each of us sizing the other up. Finally she turns and starts walking, saying over her shoulder "The tub is over here". I follow, now totally confused. I'm all for washing up together, but someone's coming to take the kid, right?
We find ourselves on her lanai, staring at a filthy grey hot tub with green algae water within. "See," she says, pressing a button on the tub's edge to no effect, "quit about a month ago".
Now, I'm a helpful kind of guy, but I really hadn't planned on this. Shit is getting weird.
Just then I hear the gate open and, turning to inspect the intruder, see a young bloke in work pants with a clipboard rounding the corner of the house. Clarity suddenly strikes as I spin back towards Jess.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't catch your name".
"I'm sorry, I'm Amy," she says, confirming my horror. Just then the bloke enters the lanai, the embroidered name on his shirt indicating "Matt" from some pool supply company.
"Amy, this is Matt," I say, before he has a chance to speak, "and he's going to take real good care of you".
Without another word I exit the lanai and beat a hasty retreat back to my car. After a few blocks I pull over and enter Jess' correct address into my GPS.
Minutes later I park in front of her actual house in a safe neighborhood near Wickham Park. I take a moment to compose myself and note the time. I am now 9 minutes late for our date.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Ericson73;3981858]How did you end up at that address in the first place? That's crazy, your lucky it didn't go the wrong way. Like her calling the cops and taken your license plate down. Or if this young lady's old man was around WOW!![/QUOTE]You know how you start typing an address into Google Maps and a list of suggested addresses pops up below? That's how I ended up there.
When I first left her place I was thinking the same things that folks have mentioned here. Disaster narrowly averted. What if I'd suggested we go get naked or some shit like that?
Anyway, now that it's been a few days I just have to laugh at myself. And of course, now you all can too.
[QUOTE=ProfFalken;3982418]You know how you start typing an address into Google Maps and a list of suggested addresses pops up below? That's how I ended up there.
When I first left her place I was thinking the same things that folks have mentioned here. Disaster narrowly averted. What if I'd suggested we go get naked or some shit like that?
Anyway, now that it's been a few days I just have to laugh at myself. And of course, now you all can too.[/QUOTE]Did Jess have a good laugh too?
[QUOTE=JayJayTwo;3979348]With all the discussion on Babs lately, and some pretty decent pictures, I thought I'd try her out myself. I sent her an email as an introduction, we exchanged several emails and set up a day and time to meet and then exchanged phone numbers. We then texted back and forth a bit as the time was approaching, she gave me her address and I headed to her incall. The house is in a nice neighborhood, easy to reach and maybe 5 minutes or so from the Wickham Park area and, as has been stated, she's using a small pool house in the backyard. While it wasn't ideal, it's plenty big, has a bed, the AC was working fine and it was plenty comfortable. As I pulled up, Babs came out to greet me and to take me around back to the pool house. If you like spinners, she's not for you. I'd go with "curvy" as a description, she's a little on the big side but I don't think anyone would consider her BBW. We got straight to business, the BBBJ was pretty damn good, on went the cover, then CG and then moved onto K9 to bring it home. She's a cool chick, pretty down to earth, no signs of any candy issues and, while apparently new to the biz, she seems to be ready, willing and able to please! Just my opinion, but I'd say she's worth experiencing![/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Snake1999;3980098]I'm not a senior member but I've been following this forum for years and have met with a variety of providers. I've seen babs once a week for the past month and have had an amazing time with her. I realize she might not be everyone's cup of tea and that's fine but not really sure she has any traits that need to be bashed. The boxes she checks for me are, safe clean incall, low volume, zero flake, huge boobs, clean and tight, orgasmic, GFE, friendly and willing to please. I personally don't have any issue with her hhr price as not ending up in the back of a cop car in a sketchy neighborhood is worth the extra price of admission. Some of us can't take the risks associated with the girls that are on candy and have pimps and dealers hanging around. As far as her hr price, I think it's meant to deter people from picking that option. Just my two cents and I will continue to repeat and wouldn't deter anyone from at least visiting her once.
Snake.[/QUOTE]Well, it looks like Babs has stepped up with proof that her pictures are current. This picture is from her current Sister Site ad. I like women with curves and she looks great to me. I just wish she hadn't used those two emojis. It looks like I'll be contacting her soon and hope I don't end up at the house with the hot tub.
[QUOTE=ProfFalken;3981350]So a few days ago I arrived early to Jess' flat in Melbourne. I parked on the street and walk up to the note she's taped to the front door. "I'm out back," the note says, with an arrow pointing to the left.
I walk around the left side of the house and through a wooden gate. There is Jess in denim shorts and a tank top, on her hands and knees, apparently weeding next to her house. "Hi there," I say as she jumps to her feet. She looks okay, but not really much like her pictures. Well, the dirty knees are kinda hot, but I'm hoping she's going to wash those hands before we begin.
It was then that I noticed the toddler playing on some plastic thing partially obscured by the lanai. Now this is weird. Any LEO concerns are now gone, but WTF? "Did your sitter bail on you" I ask hopefully. "No," she says, looking me up and down strangely, "I'm keeping an eye on him".
Another awkward second passes, each of us sizing the other up. Finally she turns and starts walking, saying over her shoulder "The tub is over here". I follow, now totally confused. I'm all for washing up together, but someone's coming to take the kid, right?
We find ourselves on her lanai, staring at a filthy grey hot tub with green algae water within. "See," she says, pressing a button on the tub's edge to no effect, "quit about a month ago".
Now, I'm a helpful kind of guy, but I really hadn't planned on this. Shit is getting weird.
Just then I hear the gate open and, turning to inspect the intruder, see a young bloke in work pants with a clipboard rounding the corner of the house. Clarity suddenly strikes as I spin back towards Jess.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't catch your name".
"I'm sorry, I'm Amy," she says, confirming my horror. Just then the bloke enters the lanai, the embroidered name on his shirt indicating "Matt" from some pool supply company.
"Amy, this is Matt," I say, before he has a chance to speak, "and he's going to take real good care of you".
Without another word I exit the lanai and beat a hasty retreat back to my car. After a few blocks I pull over and enter Jess' correct address into my GPS.
Minutes later I park in front of her actual house in a safe neighborhood near Wickham Park. I take a moment to compose myself and note the time. I am now 9 minutes late for our date.[/QUOTE]Lucky thing you didn't go for the LEO check and grab a boob or two. We could be reading about you along with Judge Kavanaugh. LOL Play and stay safe.
So the front door opens and this time the cute, petite spinner in star-covered stretchy pants in front of me looks just like her pictures. She invites me into the foyer, closes the door, and immediately demands "show me your dick".
Ugh. I comply, feeling a little assaulted. This part is the worst for a shy guy like me. You know, when you're still in the grip of first-meeting jitters, and Junior isn't looking nearly as impressive as he will later.
And of couse the view wasn't enough for her. I believe I even flinched as icy fingers grasp me full-choke.
Temporarily satisfied, she leads me down the hall to her room, where I deposit my $ donation on her dresser. An instant later she's naked and ready to go. I lay on the bed asking if she minds just talking a bit, since we're absolute strangers at this point. She immediately puts her clothes back on with a hint of annoyance and turns to face me.
"Okay, you're really freaking me out" she says. "I'm thinking you might be a cop".
So why did she grab me in the foyer? I tell her that if it will make her more comfortable we can get right too it, but that I usually like to get to know a lady a little first.
She thinks about that and plops down next to me, her voice softening. "Its just that no one's ever wanted to talk first", she confides.
Those were her words, "no one ever". Damn, you Brevard mongers are cold, LOL!
Following that was a ten-or-so minute pleasant albeit guarded conversation about our lives (and how she hates that leopard tattoo on her left shoulder) before we got down to further business.
Started with a solid BBBJ before covering up and moving on to CG with DFK. I should mention here that the DFK was at her instigation, not mine (YMMV). And BTW, if it's been a while since you've had a hot spinner riding you while making out, that alone is worth the price of admission. Sadly her hips lacked stamina so we changed up to mish and finished K9.
Here at the clean-up phase I've discovered there are three types of providers. Those that offer tissue, those that offer wet wipes, and those that offer a warm washcloth / shower. Jess started out as a tissue girl, but probably based on my facial expression, immediately changed up and offered me a warm washcloth. It's the little things in life.
She proceeded to walk me to the door, with what I believe were sincere appologies for her skidishness earlier. And with a hug and a promise to be more welcoming next time, sent me happily on my way.
Oh, I almost forgot. You know how in our reviews we sometimes say "takes direction well"? Jess gives direction well, and she isn't shy about it. Which is fine by me since I want her to have a good time too. I will definitely repeat.
Cheers Mates!
PF.
[QUOTE=RoadWarrior2K;3982584]Well, it looks like Babs has stepped up with proof that her pictures are current. This picture is from her current Sister Site ad. I like women with curves and she looks great to me. I just wish she hadn't used those two emojis. It looks like I'll be contacting her soon and hope I don't end up at the house with the hot tub.[/QUOTE]Looks like a very good time to me! I may have to give a try next week. Damn emojis.
[QUOTE=ProfFalken;3982996]So the front door opens and this time the cute, petite spinner in star-covered stretchy pants in front of me looks just like her pictures. She invites me into the foyer, closes the door, and immediately demands "show me your dick".
Ugh. I comply, feeling a little assaulted. This part is the worst for a shy guy like me. You know, when you're still in the grip of first-meeting jitters, and Junior isn't looking nearly as impressive as he will later.
And of couse the view wasn't enough for her. I believe I even flinched as icy fingers grasp me full-choke.
Temporarily satisfied, she leads me down the hall to her room, where I deposit my $ donation on her dresser. An instant later she's naked and ready to go. I lay on the bed asking if she minds just talking a bit, since we're absolute strangers at this point. She immediately puts her clothes back on with a hint of annoyance and turns to face me.
"Okay, you're really freaking me out" she says. "I'm thinking you might be a cop".
So why did she grab me in the foyer? I tell her that if it will make her more comfortable we can get right too it, but that I usually like to get to know a lady a little first.
She thinks about that and plops down next to me, her voice softening. "Its just that no one's ever wanted to talk first", she confides.
Those were her words, "no one ever". Damn, you Brevard mongers are cold, LOL!
Following that was a ten-or-so minute pleasant albeit guarded conversation about our lives (and how she hates that leopard tattoo on her left shoulder) before we got down to further business.
Started with a solid BBBJ before covering up and moving on to CG with DFK. I should mention here that the DFK was at her instigation, not mine (YMMV). And BTW, if it's been a while since you've had a hot spinner riding you while making out, that alone is worth the price of admission. Sadly her hips lacked stamina so we changed up to mish and finished K9.
Here at the clean-up phase I've discovered there are three types of providers. Those that offer tissue, those that offer wet wipes, and those that offer a warm washcloth / shower. Jess started out as a tissue girl, but probably based on my facial expression, immediately changed up and offered me a warm washcloth. It's the little things in life.
She proceeded to walk me to the door, with what I believe were sincere appologies for her skidishness earlier. And with a hug and a promise to be more welcoming next time, sent me happily on my way.
Oh, I almost forgot. You know how in our reviews we sometimes say "takes direction well"? Jess gives direction well, and she isn't shy about it. Which is fine by me since I want her to have a good time too. I will definitely repeat.
Cheers Mates!
PF.[/QUOTE]Yep, Sweet Jess IS very sweet. I've seen her 3 times now. The 2nd was a bit of a misfire due to my lack of communication, but last time was super amazing. Yes, her suggestions are usually spot on but they ARE just suggestions, if you want something else just say so. It's totally give and take with her. I'll be going back again. And again.
I think our last hour together was Jess 5 and me 2 in the O department.
I'm trying to get my post count up and contribute more to the forum but I haven't had much luck when it comes to scheduling dreams with providers. So, I scheduled again with Babs today because she always responds in a timely manner. Once again I was very pleased. She is always friendly and very easy to talk to. I won't go into details this time because I don't want to be accused of "cheerleading" again, but I thoroughly enjoyed my experience. She asked me to put it out there that she will be running specials for the next few days. Her info is on the sister site, or you can pm me and I'd be glad to help you both out. Happy mongering!
[QUOTE=SurfsUp;4008503]I'm trying to get my post count up and contribute more to the forum but I haven't had much luck when it comes to scheduling dreams with providers. So, I scheduled again with Babs today because she always responds in a timely manner. Once again I was very pleased. She is always friendly and very easy to talk to. I won't go into details this time because I don't want to be accused of "cheerleading" again, but I thoroughly enjoyed my experience. She asked me to put it out there that she will be running specials for the next few days. Her info is on the sister site, or you can pm me and I'd be glad to help you both out. Happy mongering![/QUOTE]Good to see that Babs has seen sense and dropped her ridiculous GPS demands. Hopefully they are now at 80 where all providers should be for hhr (unless they are superstars, when it can he higher, or drug user, when it should be lower). Trust me, this will not be for a few days if she has any common sense.
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[QUOTE=DJMiles;4011121]Good to see that Babs has seen sense and dropped her ridiculous GPS demands. Hopefully they are now at 80 where all providers should be for hhr (unless they are superstars, when it can he higher, or drug user, when it should be lower). Trust me, this will not be for a few days if she has any common sense.[/QUOTE]I do understand where you're coming from, but I respectfully disagree. From what I can tell in my short experience in this area, most providers are either addicts and / or flaky and unreliable. For a few extra marios (which in my opinion are well worth it) Babs provides a safe location with no interruptions and no signs of candy use. I do agree with you that her donation requests are on the high side of the spectrum, but I will gladly spend my hard earned marios with someone I can trust to provide me a good time in a safe environment. I guess "to each his own," but I think she's well worth it. From what I can tell from my own experiences and from some of the horror stories I read, I will happily pay the price of admission and go home in my own car and not the back of someone elses. I have dreamt with her several times and I have always woke up satisfied. She has quickly become my ATF.
[QUOTE=SurfsUp;4013247]I do understand where you're coming from, but I respectfully disagree. From what I can tell in my short experience in this area, most providers are either addicts and / or flaky and unreliable. For a few extra marios (which in my opinion are well worth it) Babs provides a safe location with no interruptions and no signs of candy use. I do agree with you that her donation requests are on the high side of the spectrum, but I will gladly spend my hard earned marios with someone I can trust to provide me a good time in a safe environment. I guess "to each his own," but I think she's well worth it. From what I can tell from my own experiences and from some of the horror stories I read, I will happily pay the price of admission and go home in my own car and not the back of someone elses. I have dreamt with her several times and I have always woke up satisfied. She has quickly become my ATF.[/QUOTE]I agree that it is a safe location, and she's no candy lover. Which is why I said she should be 80. Without either of those, it should be 60. It seems you only see Babs so have lost your bearing. Might I suggest you actually try someone like Tracy? She is 80 has a safe location and candy free too. She has nicer boobs and imo a better overall experience. Now, I'm not knocking Babs over anything but price. I have seen her and did enjoy it. She's a solid performer, I'm not denying that. But there is simply no reason to pay those prices when just as good and better is available at lower prices. You do realize, for example, that Selah Rain is cheaper and in a completely different league, right? I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt, and tell you to make more calls.