Will share mine...

My buddy and I were leaving a casino in the "Waikiki" section of Cartagena at about 2 AM back when Colombia was a rather dicey place to be, especially for gringos (or even a "chingo" like me) grabbed a cab and asked him my very bad Spanish "Donde esta(n) las chicas?"

Well he took us past what is known as the "historical section" which is the old part of town, deep into one of the worst barrios I had even been to, picture going "up the hill" in Rio, where gringos go up, but they don't come back.

AAR we pull up to this "casa" and there is a fucking guy with a "AK" patrolling the front of the house. Now machine guns were a pretty common sight in Colombia back then, but usually in the hands of soldiers, not gangsters guarding whore houses. My buddy at first refused to get out of the cab, but I convinced him that if we were going to die that night I would much rather go out with a drink in my hand and chica on my arm that die sniveling in the back of a Colombian taxi cab. lol

I am positive we were the first gringos ever to be in this place who weren't either CIA or drug runners, no one spoke even a word of English, and my Spanish was even worse then than it is now, but alcohol has a way of making everything ok, and after buying everybody in the place drinks and fucking a couple of chicas apiece, it turned into one of the more fun nights I have ever had in any country. Would I go back? Hell fucking no, but I had a great fucking time that night, and more importantly I lived through it.

the old biddy with the cell phone might have been her doubles partner!

But here's mine, and I dare anyone to come up with a scarier scenario:

I open the hotel room door and see my wife standing there.  (No, she wasn't the gal I was expecting.  She saw my car parked outside the hotel and got the front desk to give her the room number.)

too much in Spanish would actually be "demasiado" as in "quieres demasiado" which would mean "you want too much" in English. Or I guess you could simply respond "eres tu loca? which I am sure you can figure out, but just in case, it means "are you crazy?"

My Spanish still sucks, but I do have the important stuff down, How to get drunk, fed and laid takes take of most of my needs, not necessarily in that order of course. lmao

I made an appointment for a FBSM with a gal who has several (20+) reviews on TER.  Some of the reviews indicated she is rather "controlling", and boy did I find out.

I've seen where hookers have done so, but I've never seen one from a prolific john such as yourself. If this story is any indication of your mongering lifestyle, it would be a pretty interesting read.

I follow a LA SW to her dingy hotel room. I don't even have my pants down and out of nowhere her boyfriend/pimp suddenly comes through the door carrying a small caliber revolver. He attempts to roll me for more money. Luckily I had it hid and he wasn't very good or thorough at his nefarious game.

I have two.  

Back at my hotel we get down to it.  They're babbling to each other in Spanish while they suck my cock.  They seem to like it.  Then one says to the other, "Let's cut it off and take it home as a sex toy!"  The other jumps up, runs to the kitchen and returns with a 9-inch knife.  At least she's sane enough to have the blade pointed away from me as she pretends to saw off my schlong.
At that point I tell them to cut the crap and get down to it or my cock won't be good for anything anyway.  After that we had fun and even made a short porno with one of the girls' phones.
When Gambler found out I'd been with hotter of the two he told her he'd never see her again because she'd fucked the likes of me.  What a prick!
Of course, he relented.

Cocked gun to my head threatening to blow my brains out.

greek freak, and I mean fucking freak, left a load on my condom. Cured for life. Never going there again.

What would I do if he were to hurt me.  

First outcall.  The guy had too much to drink (I'd know better now), he was pretty raucous and rough, ugh, BUT the worst part-

I grew up watching Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan movies, always had the hots for the martial arts ladies that generally play their sister or lady love roles.

Ha d a nice night at the tables in Vegas....found a lady at the casino bar...went up to the room and thought I had locked the safe.....oh well.....

under weirdest or craziest thing that happened while hobbying. It also would fall under scariest.

unless this experience was within the last 90 days, you can't write a review.  This gal is a nut, I'd probably just let sleeping dogs lie.  You don't know what kind of shitstorm you might start by reviewing her anyway.

I met with a man who claimed he was 65 but was clearly much, much older.  He walked with a walker and had a nightstand full of medications.  His skin was very pale--almost that "gray" color--and he had red bruises all over his body because of the blood thinners he was on.

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and had a wild and crazy look in her eyes!  This was about 10 years ago before I knew about TER.  
I had been seeing her pretty regularly (every week, sometimes twice) for at least a year, we had even gone on a few weekend trips together.  She seemed at times maybe a little bi-polar, but at the same time she was pretty hot!   So I put up with her occasional mood swings. After all, I didn't have to live with her.

I was just about to call you, honey, and live out one of my fantasies with you!

Yadda, yadda, yadda, she caught me again.

Yadda, yadda, yadda, she said fine, do what you want and I'll get my own boyfriends too.

Yadda, yadda, yadda, divorce papers.

on a visit to a market place in Mexico on my first visit there way long ago.

It seemed to work pretty well too.

Was about halfway thru the hour, both naked on her bed in her 3rd floor apartment.  It was in a bad section of Lynn MA.

"The agency told me that they were sending an Asian woman."*

It would still have been justifiable homicide, but it would have been worth it.  Talk about a killer performance.

*And yes, I cribbed this from Seinfeld.

Star Trek, yes!   Looks like your experience is just another example of how even the most seemingly devastating experience in life can turn into wonderful outcomes!

But breathe easy. He's not really that old, just very dissipated for his age

Never been robbed, beat up, or arrested.

who had a solid wall of mirrors in her entertaining bedroom.  I was in my glory, looking down into her mesmerizing green eyes and imagining I was 25 again when . . . for some reason, I looked to the left.  I saw this old man assaulting this sweet young thing, and I attacked him like a cat startled by its own reflection in a mirror.  I punched and gouged and cussed that old bastard, trying to get a hold of his naked ass to throw him out the window.

And, I think that was probably the scariest.

OMG now that made me laugh about Mikey.  He actually is holding up rather well...must be all the booze preserving him!!!