Most of us dont want to dwell on bad experiances.  I have been lucky so far and dont have a bad story yet.  What is the worst story you have.

I e-mailed several girls in Chicago and Traci replied quickly. Set up apt. without any screening. Phone number provided after apt. set for confirmation. A little confussion with time at first then the day. She thought I stood her up and sent a blistering e-mail. After calming the situation (she wrote it down wrong), I followed through with the apt. Her directions were good. Arrived and was greeted with a lite kiss as Traci was already in her underwear. She led me upstairs and then the fun began.


THE JUICY DETAILS
Before we began, the pets (rats in a cage and a cat) were put out of the BR and a radio was turned on in the other room. After some LFK and DFK she proceeded to disrobe me while paying attention to Mr. Happy. She quickly put on the cover and said lets do doggie on the floor (the bed makes too much noise and might disturb the neighbors). After 1st pop we cuddled on the bed with mutual touching and light massage. Quickly, she said lets do a 2nd cup and proceeded with a nice BBBJTC with good eye contact. Traci has a talented tounge & lips. We cuddled some more and she wanted to do another BBBJTC but Mr. Happy wasn't up for a 3rd. YMMV but I think I'll probably not repeat.

I may have mentioned her before.....She was staying near the airport. The door opened and I could see she didn't look very much like her pics, but as every guy knows, it's tough to turn and walk away when the ride over was full of anticipation of a wonderful time with a beautiful lady. Not so hot will do in most of those cases. Candy kept her distance and was not even into a hello kiss, much less a hug. I didn't know where to begin, I was getting a chilly reception, but I was still game for some kind of action. I thought the money might warm her up so I placed the donation on the table. She took the envelope and looked inside. Apparently satisfied, she asked me to take off my clothes and as I did she didn't begin taking hers off. I said, "Will you be joining me?" and she said, "Oh yeah, but first put this on." and she tossed me a condom.

I said, "Really? This is a little sudden, isn't it? Can we make out for awhile first?" She said no. I asked why. She said she is deathly afraid of precum. OK, I said, this is not working out. She said really, why? 5 minutes of back and forth about her ad, some reviews on an obscure site that mentioned GFE,  the condom requirement right out of the blocks......Precum??? I asked for my money back and she inititially refused, but eventually kicked back a hundred. Things went from chilly to frigid. I made a comment about her business practices and she suddenly went ballistic, screaming at me and dialing someone on her cell phone. I said, "Oh, you got a boyfriend nearby? Great!" Meanwhile she's jabbering on the phone as I headed out into the parking lot hoping to meet her BF. I was in no mood for an altercation, but I wasn't going to back down, either. No one there. She still screaming at me (luckily we were the only people in the hotel) and yelling at someone on the phone. I yelled back, "Thanks for the wonderful time." which only made her more psychotic......then I drove off waving and honking the horn.

I remember she had an Indiana area code, because she called every day for a couple weeks threatening some kind of retribution if I gave her a bad review. She left messages when I began to recognize the number on caller ID. I wasn't concerned about any of her threats. I did a review that wasn't accepted, so I just chalked it up to a rookie move and went from there. It taught me to do exhaustive research and not risk my time or money anymore on a horny hunch.

Too many crazies out there...

but am not sure I want to out some of the ladies that I haven't had a great experience with.

I've posted a few reviews for that, and hope never to have the need to do so again.

Tampa.  She looked great, but no reviews (I know better now).  I arrive at the run-down incall ontime.  No one home. She shows up 15 minutes late, and she looks just like her pictures, that is, WOW! But she doesn't have a key to the house.  She calls for help.  We stand outside for half an hour.  Yes, the neighbors notice. Yes, I was an idiot to stay.  Finally, a threatening black dude drives up, sneers at both of us, and unlocks the house.  He leaves, so I'm willing to go in.  By this time, I'm ready to go.  She spends 5 minutes trying to turn on some music, and can't figure out the player. We try mish. She clamps her legs together and tells me not to go so deep.  How about CG? She holds herself up, allowing perhaps an inch of penetration.  Doggie? No, she doesn't allow that. The old "she just lay there" would have been a considerable improvement over active resistance. I do get off, and then I get out.

TAMMY TOOLE.

New to Florida, and didn't do my homework nearly as well as I probably should have.  The lady was simply gorgeous...took my breath away...amazing talents, and I thought I had hit the jackpot.  And then came the rant about the ex-husband...the endless rant about her ex-husband....followed by stopping mid-way through the main event to reach into the drawer by the bedside to pull out a joint, light it and tell me that "it works better than my meds"....then she told me she thought I'd look better without so much hair on my chest (I do have a bit), and proceeded to try to make that adjustment with a lighter.  At that point, I grabbed my clothes and hit the ground running....

I am guessing you did not do a review.