Just curious.
Anyone out here have any funny stories to tell about how a session went wrong?
  For instance. Ladies? Have you ever set the curtains on fire setting the mood?
                     Guys?  Ever show up to the wrong room, and actually get let in?

  I am tired of the bickering. SS,BIB,HP. Give us a break, and tell us something funny!

And missed. It was my first time doing anything like this. I was nervous as hell...and the girl I drew was fuckin hot.

I had been waiting for quite awhile to see a hi rated lady in San Diego and after a few months of texts back and forth we finally set up a mid afternoon meeting. I decided i could go on a longer bike ride that morning and be OK. Boy did I fuck up. We are starting to have a great time and then I started to get the worse leg cramps to the point where I almost fell out of bed. She was great but spent most of the time massaging my thighs so I wouldn't cramp up again and junior was dead.

best was an overnight with a touring provider..after dinner and drinks we retired to the room only to discover she forgot to pack her condoms..i panicked..she didnt..she merely called room service and said it was our wedding night..they delivered a box of condoms to our room free of charge..i love the way women think..they never panic..

I have the gal coming to my roon, and she calls and I give her the hotel and room number, but they don't show.

I call them and they said they were there, but I wasn't answering the door.

Turns out each city had two hotels of the same brand within them, and neither of us knew that.  She had gone to the other hotel.  

In both cases we finally connected.

Now I always give the address just to be sure.

I guess it's a good thing no one answered the door at the other hotel.

In both cases they were at the hotel that sounded similar, and was right next door.  For example (and NOT the real example), if I was at the Comfort Inn and Suites, and they heard Country Inn and Suites.  Both times they said "I'm knocking on your door now" and I opened the door and no one was there.  Luckily both times no one answered the door they were knocking on.


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I was revisiting with a lady once, and we were in the initial stages of "getting it on" and all of a sudden someone started knocking on her door.....

We both looked puzzled, and she quickly got dressed and yelled, "Hold on"! When she opened the door it was the damn census bureau. To my surprise, my date actually talked to her and answered her questions. She even revealed her full name when the census person asked her for her name. Of course I heard it, and it was a little awkward.

When she finished up and shut the door, she turned around, laughed and said, don't worry, I'll let you stay longer, no worries. I didn't really care about that, I figured she wouldn't count the time against me.

Then she also said, oooops, I guess you know my real name now. I didn't know what to say, and before I answered with a response, she said, I trust you, I guess it's only fair since I know your real name too

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during a first time session with someone. I greeted him at the door and called myself seductively walking away to give him a full view and I tripped and collapsed between the hotel dresser and the bed lol....

Luckily we still had a steamy session and he became one of my regulars.

and fell right off the bed.  I didn't realize I was so close to the edge.   The look on his face was priceless and I was laughing so hard, it took me a moment to get it together and get off the floor.

Hi,

... & I went up the wrong tower!! I knocked on the same #'ed room& thankfully nobody answered!! I called the woman & she said I was in the wrong tower!!  I went back down & asked the concierge  where was the tower!!  He told me then I went on my way!! He came after to me & said sir  ,I thought, uh-oh, but he asked me what # I was looking for? I told him  a # on a different floor & he said yes, you're going the right way!! I let out a big whew when I was going up the elevator!!

My date was staying in room "113" but by mistake texted me "133"

All well that ends well ... but dialog between myself and unknown occupant of room 133 was priceles

"Hi, Chris!"

"umm I am not Chris"

"Opps sorry my mistake"

"Are you sure I am not Chris?  I have a feeling I should be Chris"

Lina

Funny I had a client who sat on the end of my massage table and yes,,, down the table and he went,yes he was a very big man!

they can be a bit of a pain on carpet lol

This just happened to me last week, here in LA....

I had just set up a session with a very popular k-girl here in LA,
They had just text me the building code, when in another text,
they sent me the room #,
by coincidence, that room was just a few steps away from where I was....
since the last text also said that "the girl was ready and waiting for you..."
I went and stood in front of the door....
as I am getting ready to knock, the door opens and I get body slammed by this rushing korean guy...

I fell to the ground and he immediately help me get up, and told me just to "sorry.... get in",
and he left running fast from the scene...
The k-girl greeted me, all embarrased and told me: "that was the booker".... I guess they were not expecting me that soon by the door, and the guy was dashing out of the door when I was getting ready to knock.

I guess now that I can say that "I got hit by a k-booker"......

I think we've all felt like we should be Chris now and then. Too funny.  Poor guy probably couldn't sleep thinking about what he missed.  Perhaps that mistake helped to stimulate the local provider economy.

Made the call and got the room number.  Was told the door would be open, so I neglected to repeat the number to myself several times so that it would really sink in.  When I got to the floor and started to walk down the corridor, saw a door propped open with the security thingy. Almost went in but I thought the number was too low. (I remembered that much!)  I proceeded down the corridor, another propped open door! As I looked down the corridor, several other doors were open! Panic!  Took a deep breath and tried to remember the number and proceeded to the (hopefully) right room.  It was open, I went in, turned out well.  

A provider's convention?  Cleaning people? Never found out.

When I use them, I always hope I don't go overboard. We we're in the middle of our fun, and the fire alarm started blaring, lights flashing and all. We jumped up and started running around blowing out the candles and trying to get dressed at the same time. We got the candles blown out, and he suggested I call the front desk to see what was going on. Turns out it was a freaking test. They'd tried to call and inform me. I must have missed that call while I was in the shower.  We weren't laughing when it was happening, but the way we were stumbling around blowing the candles out was funny as hell.

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I was meeting a new client, and it was hard to see the apartment numbers. They were written small by the doors, so he agreed to wait outside for me. As I'm exiting the parking lot I see a guy sitting on his patio. When I got close enough that he saw me, I flashed a very flirtatious smile, and waved. He just looks blankly at me. He was on a business phone call as I walked right up on his patio, and made my self at home. He told his phone call to hold on while he told me he would be right with me. After the phone call this was our convo:

Him: Did I make an appointment with you?

Me: Why yes!

Him: What's your name? I don't recall making any appointments for today.(He looked baffled)

Me: Ashley (Then it occurred to me, since I entered via the patio I never checked the address)

Him: Uuuuum I don't think I recognize your name.

At  this point I realized the gentleman was working from home, and I had the wrong address!

Me: I think I have the wrong address.

Then I found the right apartment, and the client and I had a good laugh.

I was doing a 3some with a M/F couple, things were crowded and confusing trying to contort on the full size bed. I went to stand up while still on the bed, and my head went right into the whirling ceiling fan lol

Another time I was doing all kinds of PSE, lots of positions, very athletic stuff. The guy was tossing me all over (in a sexy way, not mean lol) but he was a little too enthusiastic; he slid off the bed and dragged me along. We laughed our naked butts off

When I first  moved to town one of the guys came to see me . Well the movers did  a poor job putting screws in my bed panels and when we were bouncing around ... the bed fell off the boards . He fixed it
and we were back to playing . I think he wrote about it in a review somewhere not here.

One other time a man walked in the door tripped on the lower step fell on his fanny taking a small table with him. When he contacted me the next time he said "remember me? I'm the guy who fell on the table.

Many moons ago a family member knocked on my door when I had someone blindfolded and gagged
wrists tied together  and I had to guide him to the walk in closet where he stood tall like a soldier without a peep until they left. That was  one moment I was so nervous .

Angela

This actually happened to me two days ago on Wednesday in NYC!

Email sends me to (let's just say) Apt 17d.  (Now this girl was using another provider's apartment whom I have seen in that apartment several times before - but not in over 6 months - so I think I know where I am headed).  I walk in the lobby and the door man says he has to announce me.  This was new?  He calls up to Apt 17d, announces me by my first name and i get the nod to head up.  I walk out of the elevator and I say to myself, "Hmm, 17d?  I thought for sure her apartment was down this way?"  I figured maybe the other provider moved into a different apartment on the same floor?  So I went as instructed to apartment 17d and knocked.  The door unlocks and a pretty cute co-ed with a Columbia University sweatshirt, sweatpants, fuzzy slippers, no makeup and her hair twisted into a bun with a pencil holding it together pulls the door open and she half screams.  I immediately KNOW that I am standing in front of the WRONG door.  She takes a step back and in a defensive stance states that I am not the (insert real name) she thought was coming up... well no fuckin' shit, right?

I apologize profusely for the confusion and say I realize I made a mistake.  As I scurrying away she screams down the hall that she does in fact have a friend by the same name although she wasn't expecting him...  Classic.

I went to the door I remembered, knocked and proceeded to have an incredible time.  After our marathon session and we were winding down I said, "oh by the way, about the apt number..."  She was mortified but we had a good laugh about it.  

That could have been ALOT worse for sure...Review is in the works.