Teaka Gold, Retired, as far as I know.
Her pics looked nice, and she had been advertising for a while, so I thought she seemed stable. Called her about a week before, sounded fine on the phone. Called her when I was free and Teaka told me to meet at her place. I said in half hour. She said perfect. Got there, phoned her to buzz me in. She said she was walking there, but would get a cab? Standing outside -30. Shows up 5 minutes later, hits me up for the cab fair. We go up to her place, she's talking really fast, starting to have my doubts about this. but its late, cold as ����, decide to soldier on. She had said , and advertised, $90/half hour. I figured OK fine, asked for just a massage and hand job, gave her a $100 bill. (pretty easy money) She does the massage for about 5 minutes, very fast, then starts karate chopping on my back like a drum solo. She starts doing hand job, kind of distracted, watching Seinfeld on TV. Her technique was not getting me off. Asked her if she would turn off TV, thought maybe less distraction, might be able to get this over with. she gets up, starts texting on her phone. Explains her friend, who's place it actually is, will be back soon. OK fine, lets get this done. I realized she was not trying to get me off, just making it last longer. Checks phone again, says my half hour is basically up, I guess going from the time I had phoned her from outside? Wants to know if I want another 1/2 hour. Getting a little pissed off, but must learn from mistakes. I told her I would give her another $40, but only after I got off. Just trying to make the best of a bad situation at this point. She says OK, technique becomes really good, done in a couple of minutes. I'm getting dressed, starts carrying on about the $40, I'm like Yah OK, just let me get my pants on, wallet out. She is seriously freaking out now. So I give it to her, and she wants a tip, seriously. I just can't wait to get out of here by now. I had a couple more bills in my wallet, was thinking about, just give her another $20 for stupid tax, and she rips it out of my wallet and starts screaming. I got around her to head for the door. Her friend (female) is standing out in the hall. Thank goodness, she wasn't in on this, looking very embarrassed, caught in the middle. As I'm heading for the elevator, Teaka comes out and hits me over the head with something, like a purse with a heavy weight in it. Lucky I have a thick skull. Her friend tries to intervene, looks terrified. I'm pushing the elevator button, nothing. Teaka goes back into the apartment, leaves the door open. Her friend looks at the door to the stairs, nods. sounds good, I'm thinking Teaka might come back out with a knife, I bolt done the stairs, run all the way back to my car, scarred shitless. This woman is certifiable, stay away at all costs. BTW, those are old pics or something, cause now she looks a lot like a crackhead. Hope this was helpful, and if you ever have any doubts the first time you see someone, just walk away. Wish I had had some sense. Live and learn.
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