Man or woman... what would scare you off?

It was a two decker incall and her dad lived in the unit below her.

Going to an outcall at a hotel, getting in the room and then hearing a knock at the door a few minutes later!  It was just room service with wine but I had to sit on the cold tile in the bathroom for a few minutes to get my heart rate back down.

I went to a rub n tug a long time ago..
There were fucking kids watching fucking TV in the fucking lobby.
I left. I've never been to an AMP since.

About mid-night she says she wants to go out for a cigarette for a few minutes.

I wakeup around 4 AM, and she's not there. I keep calling her cell phone but it's turned off.  I start thinking she's been murdered or something and what do I do if she's not back by morning.

Finally around 6 AM she shows up and says she ran into some people she knew and lost track of time.  I'm relieved but I'll never see her again.

... right next the bed, behind a curtain .... was her one year old daughter in a bed.

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"Honey I'll be right back just going run to the store", 5 hours later get a phone call to go pick her drunk ass up from the bar by an anonymous person on the bar phone.

I'm in a very posh NY hotel.  I make the second call and am told to go up.  I look into the room and there's no provider there, but two people from Housekeeping.
I return to the lobby and call the agency back.  They check, call me back and tell me it's OK, go on back up.
At the room once more and no provider.  Housekeeping still there.
Back to the lobby and call the agency.  As I'm on the line I see her walk by, obviously talking to the agency.  Hadn't seen her before but recognized her from her pix.
Agency tells me to go back up and, finally, she greets me at the door.  I stay mum about what just happened.
I pop into the shower and, after I'm done she goes in.
When she returns, there's blood running down her shin.  fShe must have been shaving her legs on my dime. I point the blood out and she goes back to the bathroom.
She returns with some toiler paper stuck to her leg.  Sexy.  She starts a lackluster BBBJ but soon the tissue has fallen off and she's dripping blood on the sheets.
She cleans up again and starts in.  By now I'm so off my game I can't get it up.
She announces "I'm no miracle worker," and says we should end the session.  She gives me part of my money back.  Not enough, but all I want to do is get the hell out of there.
The agency later gave me a reduction on another session.
Luckily, virtually all my other experiences have been positive.

open up the glove compartment and seeing your hobby and asking"what's this?"

... crazy.

I had a wonderful regular who booked an overnight with me... when I arrived at his room, he was in his skivvies with a sheepish grin on his face and a wadded up Kleenex in his hand...  

Visited a UTR young lady who I'm thinking didn't do this very often. Two family house, she's on the second floor, stairway outside. She tells me her mom lives down stairs. Makes me a bit nervous, then her girlfriend lets herself in and announces that her mom said it was ok to go up. My new friend, along with yours truly are flipping out, fortunately we had finished round one, never had the chance for round two. She goes out to distract her friend as I make for a hasty exit.

First of all, you're probably right.  The little head was doing the thinking.  That said, I made sure none of it go on me, and she cleaned it all up when I pointed it out.  I also left early, but, yeah, I should have left sooner than I did.
Now it can be told: she was an Aphrodite girl.

Ha, cowgirl with an ATF when I notice my covered cock is bright red. She started her cycle. In the end no harm no foul. If you play you might pay. it's the risk we all take. Funny thing is that after that she suddenly was no longer an ATF!!!!! Go figure.