I've gotten stood up a couple times. Makes me sad.

and then disappear for about 8 hours.

I was sure she'd turn up dead and I'd be wanted for questioning by the authorities.

She finally showed up at about 7 AM after partying with some guys she had run into, and lost track of the time.

Oh those wild and wooly days before TER.

This usually happens only if I TOFTT or don't research a provider on TER.  I lost a lot of $$ on women and I think never again... Then I go and see another hottie with no reviews... DOH!

as unfortunate as it maybe you may have actually gotten lucky by it if someone is that much of a flake. I have already bored the others here of what only is a few bad experiences and shall not take up time doing so again but lets just say I would have been happier having been stood up.

when she got up, started randomly darting around the room babbling about this and that, then shut herself up in the bathroom and started talking to herself. Long story short, I left. I'm sure that doesn't hold a candle to some of the stories that are out there.

Worst experience during a session and worst experience after (outing, blackmail etc.). I'd say my worst was with a lady that was beautiful but even before we got started she said she really didn't enjoy sex. She just layed there and let me do my thing. wasn't there long. She has since left the business.

This was probably 3-4 years ago, oh man I couldn't believe how gorgeous this gal was, and she had a prefect set of B cup tits she could easily be a playboy model in my opinion.  

I don't think this one ranks as anywhere near the "worst" experience I have ever had, considering my first was a five dollar hooker in Tijuana, but it was one of the funniest.

I was getting drunk, REALLY REALLY, fucking drunk with some friends at the Del Rey in Costa Rica when this chica insisted that she wanted to fuck me for free. She mush have repeated herself ten times "no dinero" "sin cargo" "gratis" so since she was a pretty good looking girl after about twenty drinks I thought to myself "what's the worst that can happen?" and took her upstairs.

When we got to the room she immediately sat me on the bed, pulled my pants down and started giving me a BBBJ, (which was actually pretty good), but while she was sucking my dick I could tell she was going through my pockets as I had some casino chips that make a unique sound when rattled together, of course I don't say a fucking word that I am on to her as I don't want to interrupt this world class blow job I am getting. but once I blow my wad into her mouth she goes into the bathroom to rinse out, I go through her pockets and reclaim all the money she stole from me while sucking my dick.

To make a long story short, she comes back from the bathroom, discovers "HER" money is gone and goes fucking ballistic on me swinging at me with both fists, so I bounce her out the door of my room, (not too gently I might add) and she once again goes to wailing on me. I manage to get a grip on both of her hands with my one when we lose our balance and end up on a heap in the hallway, just then one of my buddies gets off the elevator sees us, starts laughing his ass off, I do the same and she manages to get her hands free and commences to start beating the crap out of me again (or at least as much as a hundred pound woman can beat the crap out of a grown man. lol) So here we are, I am literally in hysterics, drunk, with some drunken chica doing her best to "beat me up" in the hallway of the Del Rey Hotel. I must have laughed for a fucking week over that one.

It was far from my "worst" experience, but I thought it was worth sharing.

For the record, I finally disengaged myself from her, forced her into the elevator, handed her over to security and told them to give her the heave ho, but I was nice and told them not to banish her permanently, just until I went home in a few days so I wouldn't have to deal with her again, after all she did give me a great blow job and a story to tell for years afterwards. lol

.. shit on the end of my condom after greek with a fucking anal freak.

She slit my tires.

You just need to stay aware, even when drunk. See my story above. Of course considering your story was from almost 25 years ago, I am sure you can handle your booze a bit better now. lol

Called her in the morning to confirm a nooner, she told me she'd been out late the night before drinking, I asked her if she'd like to reschedule and of course she said she'd be fine. And I was thinking with the little head and believed her. I got up out of her  bed half way through the session, got dressed and walked out.

I can think of a place in Cartagena Colombia that would be more suited for him. When we pulled up to the place at about 2AM, the first thing I noticed was that "security" was armed with a fucking machine gun. I sincerely thought that might be my last night on earth. I bet you there wasn't another gringo within 20 miles of that place.

With any luck, bigdummyfromMI would only need a one way ticket. lol

FWIW, I had a great time at that place in Cartengena. I figured if I was going to die, I might as well go out like a man with my dick wet. instead of cowering in the back of a taxicab. I guess it didn't hurt that the first thing I did was buy a round for the house. No better way to get on the good side of a crowd when you are an outsider than buying the drinks.

I was drunk, so I said yeah and we "retired" to the men's room where she gave me a mediocre CBJ and while I had my eyes closed and pants around my ankles, she stole my wallet.

with an agency and I had to meet my 2nd choice. When I see her in person she was almost a dead ringer for my son's girlfriend and I started wigging out and asked to see another girl. She thought I was LE and she was freaking out and ran out of the room. The agency called and asked me to leave. I didn't know they thought I was LE and I thought some big guy was gonna come in and get me.  So I was killing myself trying to get out of the apt. I called the agency when I got in my vehicle and told them I didn't harm her and we got to talking and cleared up the misunderstanding. They invited me back up, but i just wanted to get home. LOL

I honestly have not had a bad experience... A few mediocre ones... and one NCNS... Guess, I'm doing something wrong... or maybe it's kind of like riding my Harley... even when the weather sucks, it's better than being in the office...

She was decently reviewed, very attractive young woman in her mid twenties who was traveling through Atlanta at the time. What she failed to mention was that she had just been in a bad car accident, could barely walk and had one leg bandaged all the way up to the top of her thigh.

When she answered the door, I noticed that things didn't seem to be "right" but she was friendly, gave me a big kiss and then started hobbling to the bed. She was hot, but her injuries just made most forms of sex either impossible or just plain NOT sexy. She really tried and admitted that she knew she shouldn't be working, but that it was either work or starve.

PLEASE don't tell anyone, but I felt sorry for her, she wasn't looking for a handout or begging on the street, she was doing everything in her power to "earn" her money, but this was no act, she was really messed up physically from the accident and I just didn't have the heart to force the situation. We sat around and talked, and I think I gave her an extra five hundred bucks over and above her "rate" to help her out. If she had been a bitch, I would not have given her a penny, not even her donation but there was something compelling about a woman who could barely walk still trying to make an honest living. I couldn't help but give her whatever I had in my pocket.

It was my first experience with a provider. Of course they weren't called "providers" then.
This was about thirty years ago with a streetwalker. I was walking in an area common for streetwalkers and this gal hit me up with some conversation. She was hot. An 8 or 9 in looks, very friendly, funny, nice personality (on the street). I had been in that area many times and had talked to streetwalkers before, but I never went with one, always turning them down. Something about this lady had me hooked, We talked money. She said 40, and I said, "Why not?" (That sounds cheap but remember this was 30 years ago, minimum wage was like 2.40 an hour, and I was a stuggling college student. That was alot of money to me)

Agency girl.  They told me she was ready.  She wasn't in the room but housekeeping was. Then it happened again.  Finally, she was there, but went into the bathroom and came out with her leg bleeding.  Pointed it out and she came back with some TP plastered to her leg.  Started blowing me but the paper came off and she bled all over the bed.  I left.

He looks more like this dude.  On a good day

First of all, I don't think you can count no shows, robs you sniffed out, nor times a gentleman answered her door. Those all happen, and they're bad, but you weren't actually with the provider.  

LMFAO!!! Drugs are a funny thing!!!

You'll NEVER have to worry about that w/ me darling!!!!

the extortion and blackmail was a scare but the worst, the misrepresented much older woman than her pics &  20 pounds overweight who ended up squirting so much I almost drowned and it was gross!
( I like squirters but young'uns )

Not quite as bad as yours, but mood-breakers for sure!
I really love DATY, but when it taste like..., oh nevermind, I think everyone gets the idea..

Ive always had good luck in the escort thing because i knew lots of whoremongers before i took the plunge.
Plus I'm not stupid.. Only stupid people can't find the right date here

you have a website and TER reviews that aren't all they should be for our benefit.

just before we were starting our session.  Proceeded to argue with her sister over a sub-let that sis was stiffing my date for.  She's angry & in tears.  It was hugely uncomfortable (we were both naked) & I wanted to give her some privacy while trying to think of a way to skip out.  So I head for the bathroom & she demands "Where are you going?"  I said just to the bathroom but if my cothes had been in there, I'd have baled.  Eventually she gets off the phone, cleans herself up & we talk for a half hour (naked).  Eventually She moves to resume the session but pardon the expression...  it sucked.  Her mind really wasn't in it

That was quite well told.
Maybe post one per week here, then after a couple years throw them all togther and publish it.
Hell, the hobbyists' stories get no respect - isn't it time we get the Richard Gere side of things for a change?!

I've mentioned all before. I think. (Hey, I'm in my 60's. Whaddya want?).

stripper bar in Puerto Vallarta. Go up stairs to the "VIP" area. The room is a matress wth no sheets and a lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. Then I look by the bed and there is a trash can full of used rubbers. To make it worse as I was getting the fuck out I saw my buddy squating over the toilet cuz he he had the shits.....and it was not a great place to shit

she has cost me more money and grief than the three providers that pimps rob me.

Gal's got a big male dog...  She calls it a something else but it's a Pit Bull & is very protective of her.  Normally sleeps on her bed with her... has his run of the place.  Goes in her closet when she tries to throw him out of the bed room.  So I'm humping her & I can feel his eyes on my butt.  The dog has always been ok with me but I am very careful to not make sudden moves or "grab her" in play.  Last I heard, she was still paying off the vet bill from another dog who got chewed up.

It was supposed to be a duo but her friend was so fat it was more like a trio (and the first girl was no beauty queen either).  I thought anal would at least salvage the date but when I pulled out with a brown condom i almost yakked.

Not only would I not fuck any of the women in there, I would only drink beer out of the bottle, and when I had to piss, I stood back about five feet from the pisser, just incase anything came crawling or swimming out. Fortunately I didn't have to shit, but if I had, most likely I would have just shit my pants rather than take a chance of catching any of of the millions of diseases that had to be all through that place.

I can't list this as "one of my worst" experiences as I never intended to get laid there, I had just never heard of a place THAT cheap,  well not since about the 1970s that is, and I had to check it out.

Checking your iPhone while doing me is a "sure fire" way to lose your tip ...

and see a BP girl with no reviews or reviews that say RIPOFF.

when I was early to her incall.  After a phone call from her apt parking lot, she said, "come on up".  I walk into her apt. and she says lets sit and chat a bit.  After a few she is comfortable with me and we begin to makeout.  I say, "are we ready to go to the BR?"  Her reply is, "Since you were early, I didn't have time to finish cleaning up the BR.  Let's just fuck here on the couch."  Talk about a deflating comment.

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As someone new to the game, I had checked TER reviews and contacted a couple of providers, but they did not respond to my calls, or respond in a timely manner. So I contacted another one with good reviews through email. She shortly got back to me and I replied to it and said I would call her. I did, and I got a very well thought out professional message on the phone; I was impressed. Next day, we talked on the phone and she came across sweet and sincere, and to make it short, I was vacationing and I had booked a hotel in the area I was traveling to and we set up an appointment at 9:00 PM. She asked me to contact her 1-hour prior to verify the appointment; everything felt great. She was pleased that I had chosen her as it was also a place she lived close by. I was filled with anticipation. Later, I did call her 1-hour before our meeting several times and got no reply; I left messages. I waited 45 minutes past our appointment and left a message to cancel, as again she didn't pick up. Since I didn't want to miss what time I had left that night and I wanted to get out of the hotel, I settled on an area bar and grille and got an appetizer and had a few drinks. Later, i checked my phone’s email  and saw a message from her explaining her mobile phone had froze and she left an alternate phone number. She said to contact her at this alternate number if I still wanted to go ahead. Of course I did, but it was midnight and too late, so (what the heck) why give up, I called and explained to her I did not even think of checking my email on my mobil phone and asked her if she was available in the early morning before I have to check out at 10:00 AM. Anyway, I didn't sleep soundly, and very early in the morning I heard my mobile phone ring, I’m anticipating to myself, “that must  be her.” It’s dark and I fumble for the light switch, then for the phone. Unfortunately I get to it too late, but I listen to a recorded message  left from an insurance agent returning my call and telling me to call back if interested in his financial services. I then look at the clock and it’s 6:30 AM.

“It was like fucking a cup of water, or throwing a hot dog down a hallway.” LMAO!

Before the internet, you really had to do your own research, basically by reading the free weeklies' personals and the occasional "guide" from local XXX magazine/video stores like Doc Johnson's.  

Not the provider's fault but one of the worst experiences ever.

showed up for an 11 am once, lady (who was very highly reviewed, btw) had already been drinking (a lot), and I gently tried to slow that down and turn our attention to other types of carnal matters, we got in the bedroom and started fooling around, was going okay for a bit, and after awhile she said she definitely wanted a "little refresher," couldn't stop her although I suggested it might be a bad idea, she downed another impressive round of vodka, then -- what a surprise (not) -- went into the bathroom and vomited profusely, then wanted to renew our session, indeed was demanding Greek from me while she used a vibrator to get herself off .. it just was hard to maintain any inspiration or passion, what can I say. Somehow I finished (I am a guy after all) and so did she, and when I left she was saying, "you'll call me, right," and well .. guess what, I haven't.

I was down in Quito for a week or so "fuck fest" I had a list of about 75 whorehouses, ranging from $7, including house fee as the lowest, up to one place, considered a "rip off" at $125 hour.

I found myself a driver and we tried to hit every one of the places on my list during the week I was there. I think we got to somewhere north of fifty of them that week. Of course I didn't fuck a girl at every one of them, some of the place were downright nasty, but I found some GREAT talent at some of the $15-25 "upper end" places lol

As for the $125 "rip off" place, it was actually a strip club called Baby Dolls, yes in English no less. The place was chock full of sexy Colombiannas, mainly from nearby Cali, and the VIP room not only had a bed about the size of two or three beds put together, the Jacuzzi was plenty big enough for about six. I have never been so happy to get "ripped off" in my life, but I have to confess, by Ecuadorian standards, the prices really were a rip. lol

Gun to my head by jealous BF

and it wasn't a pussy fart.

I thought I was getting an attractive MILF. Her average looks rating was a "7"on the review sites. When I opened the door, she was a 6. When she took off her shirt she was a 5. When she got naked she was a 4. When we tried doggy, the nasty tatts on her ass cheeks made her a 3. Needless to say I lost wood and all faith in provider review sites.

otherwise it would look way out of proportion to your balls!

they're not referring to his genitalia

Not that I am trying to hurry up the process, but I really never thought I would ever even see thirty so these last 25 years or so have all been "bonus time" lol

It is funny, my buddy with me in Cartagena really didn't want to get out of the cab, and wasn't going to until I reminded him that if we were going to die, it was already to late to do much about it and that "if" I was going to die that night I was not going out sniveling in the back of a cab like a pussy.

I guess my balls got a little bigger with all the booze I had in me. lol But without having ever doing stupid shit in your life, you would never have any stories to tell assuming you live. lol

...or work or whatever, especially if I’m cutting it close to being late; however, to have a dose of adrenalin running away because of fear of harm is a different story! Yours is a good example of getting away quickly and unscathed, so good for you!