If this story sounds unbelievable I know how you feel because I can hardly believe it happened over the weekend myself.  

Saw an ad for a touring Asian provider coming to my city, calling it her "farewell tour". She had great reviews, great photos, and offered rates for 60,90,120 minutes. I like dates greater than one hour because it gives time to have a drink and some conversation while the excitement builds. Makes if feel more like an actual date than a trip to a whore house. The two hour rate was quite reasonable, considering the reviews so I went with that option.

As soon as I arrived I discovered that the lady preferred the whore house approach and we were both naked in bed in less than 60 seconds.  Being well advanced in years (68) I'm no good for two hours in bed so after a long massage and a miraculous second pop there was still a good hour left. We had some idle conversation for about a half hour and then I decided to just get out of her hair and leave.

I no sooner got to the elevator when the phone rang. At first I thought I had forgotten something but it turned out to have something to do with the money in the envelope, which she had obviously just gotten around to counting. I couldn't make out exactly what she was saying but she seemed to be insisting that I come back to the room.  

I was thinking maybe I had gotten the 2 hour rate wrong and this might get ugly but when I got back she handed me a refund for the last 30 minutes, gave me another hug and kiss and sent me on my way.