About a year ago this coming July, I was visiting Victoria on a busniness trip.
Being a customary few hundered miles away from home as the crow flies, I decided I would seek the company of an SP.
I did a little research on this site and narrowed it down to 2 ladies.
I arrived on a beautiful, warm summers day, like they can only be in Victoria.
After I booked into my hotel room, I call the number I had to the agency, and found out that one of the two was available. I booked a 7:00 PM appointment for my hotel room, about an hour and a half later.
I shaved, showered, brushed my teeth and did my usual pre-appointment hygene routine.
At the appointed time, there was a knock on my door. Upon opening the door I gazed upon a reasonably attractive dark blond gal, small build,reasonably sized bust (just like I had read and what had been described to me by the agency) in a light summers dress carrying her sandles in one hand. I stepped aside, and let the lady enter the room. As she walked passed me, I though I caught the faint whiff of B.O..
Her 24 hour protection was at about 23 hours 59 minutes.
Anyways, she took a seat on the couch and I on a wing chair. We chatted for a few moments, the usual small talk...She told me that the straps on her sandles had broken and that she could'nt wear them the way they were. I suggested she should buy herself a new pair at the mall accross the street after the appointment. She said no, she didn't have time to do that.
We then got the business end of the appointment out of the way....
She the got up from the couch and kind of half sat and half laid on the bed with her feet towards the foot of the bed and her back up against the headboard.
She patted the bed beside her, indicating to me I should join her.
As I walked passed the foot of the bed, I noticed that the bottoms of her feet were almost black. I sat on the bed opposite her and asked, in a casual way, would she like to have a shower and/or "freshen-up". She said no as she didn't have a change of clothes, and the "clock was ticking"
Well we both undressed and laid on the bed. I reached out and ran one of my hands up the front of her legs only to feel, I don't know, 3 -4 days of stubble.
Well, I won't bore you with the details, but junior did get eventually his jollies.
Now I'm a reasonably easy going guy. But at what point do I/we refuse
service. At one point, I thought about telling her it just wasn't working for me and suggesting a 50% refund and chaulking it up to experience on my part.
I'd like to hear some of your comments with respect to what I should or shouldn't have done
Thanks
Being a customary few hundered miles away from home as the crow flies, I decided I would seek the company of an SP.
I did a little research on this site and narrowed it down to 2 ladies.
I arrived on a beautiful, warm summers day, like they can only be in Victoria.
After I booked into my hotel room, I call the number I had to the agency, and found out that one of the two was available. I booked a 7:00 PM appointment for my hotel room, about an hour and a half later.
I shaved, showered, brushed my teeth and did my usual pre-appointment hygene routine.
At the appointed time, there was a knock on my door. Upon opening the door I gazed upon a reasonably attractive dark blond gal, small build,reasonably sized bust (just like I had read and what had been described to me by the agency) in a light summers dress carrying her sandles in one hand. I stepped aside, and let the lady enter the room. As she walked passed me, I though I caught the faint whiff of B.O..
Her 24 hour protection was at about 23 hours 59 minutes.
Anyways, she took a seat on the couch and I on a wing chair. We chatted for a few moments, the usual small talk...She told me that the straps on her sandles had broken and that she could'nt wear them the way they were. I suggested she should buy herself a new pair at the mall accross the street after the appointment. She said no, she didn't have time to do that.
We then got the business end of the appointment out of the way....
She the got up from the couch and kind of half sat and half laid on the bed with her feet towards the foot of the bed and her back up against the headboard.
She patted the bed beside her, indicating to me I should join her.
As I walked passed the foot of the bed, I noticed that the bottoms of her feet were almost black. I sat on the bed opposite her and asked, in a casual way, would she like to have a shower and/or "freshen-up". She said no as she didn't have a change of clothes, and the "clock was ticking"
Well we both undressed and laid on the bed. I reached out and ran one of my hands up the front of her legs only to feel, I don't know, 3 -4 days of stubble.
Well, I won't bore you with the details, but junior did get eventually his jollies.
Now I'm a reasonably easy going guy. But at what point do I/we refuse
service. At one point, I thought about telling her it just wasn't working for me and suggesting a 50% refund and chaulking it up to experience on my part.
I'd like to hear some of your comments with respect to what I should or shouldn't have done
Thanks
