Two weird ones

[blackram]

Well, I was in an experimental mood yesterday. I noticed these two ads for girls I've never heard about before: Karla, and Jessi.

Karla: https://ottawa.craigslist.ca/ths/5399464823.html

Hello babe,

I am truly one-of-a-kind as a companion. I'm sweet, sexy, friendly, am 5.4 115lb i have brown eye and long black hair and I have a warm and sensual energy that's sure to make you feel JUST RIGHT...

I'm so down-to-earth and warm.

Text me at. (613) 707-6242....

Jessi: https://ottawa.craigslist.ca/ths/5404359520.html

Come Get An Amazing Massage From Lovely Sexy Ebony Jessi I Will Leave You Relaxed

Text 6137017109

Karla is white, Jessi is black. Now what attracted me about both these girls is that their prices were very reasonable, $100. For Karla, it was $100 no time limit. For Jessi, it was $100 for 45 minutes ($80/hh, $150/hr): the 45 minute rate seems the best value here.

Now, for the weird stuff. Ebony Jessi seemed to be completely zonked out. She seemed like she was on drugs or something, she was slow and non-responsive on the phone. But she was much closer to my location (Westgate area) than the other Karla was (Vanier area). Karla was much more responsive when you talked to her, but the way she described her place, I just didn't feel like going there. So I decided to go with Jessi. So made the reservation to go see her and she said she was going to text me her address. I waited and waited, 15 minutes, and no text came. So then I decided to call Karla back and made the appointment with her instead. Finally Jessi's text came in just as I was heading towards Karla's. I told Jessi that the text came in too late, and that I wouldn't be able to come anymore. She asked why, I told her that I waited 15 minutes for a simple text message, and now it was too late to come out.

Now, when I got to Vanier, Karla was woirking out of a retired person's residential apartment building. As I said the place didn't seem like a place I wanted to be in, right from the beginning. Got into the apartment, it still didn't give me any great feelings, it was filthy. As for Karla herself? Well her pictures in the CL ad didn't return any matches, so it seemed to be legitimate photos. However, they didn't really match Karla herself either. I think if they were legit, they may have been legit 10 years ago. Still she was a pleasant enough person, and she was quite willing to please. Would I repeat with her? Nope, despite the good service, the location is terrible.

I don't know if I'm going to chance seeing Jessi either anymore now.

 

[paul mott]

The Hello, "babe" would have terminated my interested in Karla right away. You're a trooper to chance either of those, and even more so to go into that filthy apartment of Jessi's. Girls wonder why they're not busy, well that's one of several reasons. Karla's tardy response to a simply text was also reason enough to pass. I often read of guys who wait and wait and wait, when girls tell they it's just a few more minutes...babe!

 

[antoine]

I also am in an experimental mood at times.

Last summer, on my birthday, I felt like crap coming home from work and all my wife wanted us to do was clean the house because we were traveling to Newfoundland in a couple of days. What is it with women who want the house to be sparkling clean before traveling? Anyway I told her I was in absolutely no mood to do that and decided to go out.

Desperate for something memorable to do, I looked on backpage to see if I can find an independent massage. I found Brenda in the message section, contacted her and we were to meet later at her place. It was a coop apartment on St Laurent south of Montreal Road.

Even before I got there, I knew it was a stupid move since I really felt like crap and didn’t even know if I could even get it up but I was determined to so something special on my birthday. I get there and the apartment building looked like a total slum but despite this I continued on to her apartment. She opens the door and she is at least 50 pounds heavier than in her photos and ugly, the appartment looks like crap. She asks if I need to go to the washroom and I say yes. In the washroom I think… what the fuck am I doing? This is totally wrong. Finally reason takes over and I come out and tell her that this was all a mistake and I want to leave.

She was clearly pissed and blocked the exit. I offer twenty dollars for her troubles and she says it’s forty so I say OK. After more arguments, I was able to leave. Then I get this avalanche of texts from her. They came in for at least an hour and a half but I didn’t reply. She was saying things like I’m such a creepy old man looking for some sex with a young girl and telling me she took a picture of me from the lobby camera and posted to on “the forum” on the internet somewhere. I finally figured out how to block her texts on my iPhone.

Well, one thing for sure, it WAS a memorable evening!

 

[Skinflute]

Only 50 .lbs :don'twantto-see:/

 

[paul mott]

Yikes 50 lbs heavier than she already is...she needs to go to the truck weigh scales. As if that wasn't bad enough her place was a dump. She should have paid you, as she misrepresented herself, and wasted your time. There sure are a lot of dirt bags out there, and hard to sift the shit from the straw

 

[blackram]

The Hello, "babe" would have terminated my interested in Karla right away. You're a trooper to chance either of those, and even more so to go into that filthy apartment of Jessi's. Girls wonder why they're not busy, well that's one of several reasons. Karla's tardy response to a simply text was also reason enough to pass. I often read of guys who wait and wait and wait, when girls tell they it's just a few more minutes...babe!

Actually it was the other way around, Karla was with the filthy apartment, and Jessi was the one completely zoned out not aware of time. On the plus side, Karla actually did have some good sensuality, lots of kissing and body contact.

Jessi actually texted me today to see if I wanted to come over today. Obviously I declined.

She was clearly pissed and blocked the exit. I offer twenty dollars for her troubles and she says it’s forty so I say OK. After more arguments, I was able to leave. Then I get this avalanche of texts from her. They came in for at least an hour and a half but I didn’t reply. She was saying things like I’m such a creepy old man looking for some sex with a young girl and telling me she took a picture of me from the lobby camera and posted to on “the forum” on the internet somewhere. I finally figured out how to block her texts on my iPhone.

I've had those. Many years ago, when I first started the hobby. None of their threats are real.

 

[paul mott]

I've never had that happen where a girl wants money when you decide to bail, because she wasn't as advertised. I'd never pay one dollar and if she made a fuss and obstructed my exit, I'd say out of the way "babe", or I'll call the police and/or hotel staff. The last thing they want is to be booted out, or have LE show up as it then ruins the rest of their night. As BR said, none of their threads are real, lots of intimidation and hot air.