I was in a bit of a pinch yesterday. Horny and none of my usual SP's around on short notice so I got hooked by a nice set o' tits from the List.
5'6.....135lbs.....36dd-28-36.....brunette too!! - w4m - 26 (In or Out.....please specify)
I had seen her ad a few times and thought she looked real and even if the booty was a little larger than I like I might get past it with those nice tits. One pic even has a pretty smile. Well I managed to get a call back and set up a date for 1pm. In the Village district which I know well so I was a few minutes early to make the "directions" call. No answer. Shoot, don't stand me up...I'm too horny for that! I text and call for a few minutes and wait until 1:15 before deciding I'm being stood up and start driving away. Then I get a call from her. BTW, I still don't have a name to call her. She says she needs a few minutes to get changed and please call her again and she'll give me "directions".
I do this at the crossroads directions and she tells me to look for an older apartment building on the corner. There's three older buldings and one new one. OK, I'm going to need more than that. I pick the one that looks the shittiest hoping I'm wrong and call out the name and address and she says that's the one like she doesn't know where she lives.
Go up stairs to the second floor. What, no room number? I check through one set of fire doors, no one coming out to meet me. I check through the next and still see no one. I quickly check behind me to make sure I'm not about to be rolled when a door opens and I'm pleasantly surprised by a twenty-something lady with a pretty face, great legs in heels and a bustyfigure.
Yippee. She starts apologizing for being late because some friend of hers has an apartment fire. Really. Does that mean your fingers wouldn't work on your cell phone to give me a little notice on your lateness? I think it but don't say it.
Instead I comment on how great her legs are and do you mind if I use the washroom first. I had been waiting an extra half hour to hook up and killed a bottle of water while I waited. That's when I noticed the dump I was in.
I remember what some of the apartments looked like that I lived in when I was in university and it was never this bad.
Debating bolting but when I got out she was lying seductively on her bed and thought maybe I'll give this a shot. I thought maybe a little small talk will get me over the negative feeling so far. First words are..."You a cop??!!" Jesus, ghetto attitude comes wreaking out like she's doing me a favour by asking. Wants to see Stanley the power tool to make sure I'm not a cop. OK, I'm always eager to let the fella out. How about you? What have you got under there? (I ask playfully trying to salvage the crushed mood.) We need to settle business first before I get to see anything. That's when she turned uber bitchy and I noticed the tremendous beer gut under her dress.
Uhh, you know I'm just going to go, you're not what I expected.
What do you mean?? Even bitchier. You were expecting someone white? You're going to have to pay me or the guy next door is going to kick your ass. I'm thinking, bring it on. I'll crush you before you can even speak out and then remember, what the hell am I thinking? It cost me $40 to leave without incident and worth every penny.
Great now I'm racist. For those Perbies that haven't heard from me before they can check my reviews. I love Vivan Love. Adore Nyomi Blu (please cum back, both of you!) I'm going to try to hook up with Giovanna Luv when she comes back...
Anyway. I digress. What I expect is a modicum of professionalism. This lady is not. If you want a dumpy apartment and a bitchy attitude complete with beer gut...this is the girl for you. Love to give you her name but all I can give you is the List advert and tell you she's just south west of the Village.
Bowser
5'6.....135lbs.....36dd-28-36.....brunette too!! - w4m - 26 (In or Out.....please specify)
I had seen her ad a few times and thought she looked real and even if the booty was a little larger than I like I might get past it with those nice tits. One pic even has a pretty smile. Well I managed to get a call back and set up a date for 1pm. In the Village district which I know well so I was a few minutes early to make the "directions" call. No answer. Shoot, don't stand me up...I'm too horny for that! I text and call for a few minutes and wait until 1:15 before deciding I'm being stood up and start driving away. Then I get a call from her. BTW, I still don't have a name to call her. She says she needs a few minutes to get changed and please call her again and she'll give me "directions".
I do this at the crossroads directions and she tells me to look for an older apartment building on the corner. There's three older buldings and one new one. OK, I'm going to need more than that. I pick the one that looks the shittiest hoping I'm wrong and call out the name and address and she says that's the one like she doesn't know where she lives.
Go up stairs to the second floor. What, no room number? I check through one set of fire doors, no one coming out to meet me. I check through the next and still see no one. I quickly check behind me to make sure I'm not about to be rolled when a door opens and I'm pleasantly surprised by a twenty-something lady with a pretty face, great legs in heels and a bustyfigure.
Yippee. She starts apologizing for being late because some friend of hers has an apartment fire. Really. Does that mean your fingers wouldn't work on your cell phone to give me a little notice on your lateness? I think it but don't say it.
Instead I comment on how great her legs are and do you mind if I use the washroom first. I had been waiting an extra half hour to hook up and killed a bottle of water while I waited. That's when I noticed the dump I was in.
I remember what some of the apartments looked like that I lived in when I was in university and it was never this bad.
Debating bolting but when I got out she was lying seductively on her bed and thought maybe I'll give this a shot. I thought maybe a little small talk will get me over the negative feeling so far. First words are..."You a cop??!!" Jesus, ghetto attitude comes wreaking out like she's doing me a favour by asking. Wants to see Stanley the power tool to make sure I'm not a cop. OK, I'm always eager to let the fella out. How about you? What have you got under there? (I ask playfully trying to salvage the crushed mood.) We need to settle business first before I get to see anything. That's when she turned uber bitchy and I noticed the tremendous beer gut under her dress.
Uhh, you know I'm just going to go, you're not what I expected.
What do you mean?? Even bitchier. You were expecting someone white? You're going to have to pay me or the guy next door is going to kick your ass. I'm thinking, bring it on. I'll crush you before you can even speak out and then remember, what the hell am I thinking? It cost me $40 to leave without incident and worth every penny.
Great now I'm racist. For those Perbies that haven't heard from me before they can check my reviews. I love Vivan Love. Adore Nyomi Blu (please cum back, both of you!) I'm going to try to hook up with Giovanna Luv when she comes back...
Anyway. I digress. What I expect is a modicum of professionalism. This lady is not. If you want a dumpy apartment and a bitchy attitude complete with beer gut...this is the girl for you. Love to give you her name but all I can give you is the List advert and tell you she's just south west of the Village.
Bowser
