Review by CHICOPUTZ, October, 2025
It was one of those late, desperate nights that I called Hazel. Having called about a half-dozen providers with no response, Hazel answered. She didn't remember me, so when she said her rates, they were almost twice what had been paid in our previous get-together. I rightfully convinced her that we had met before that led to a compromise on her contribution. I arrived on time. When she answered the door, she immediately recognized me and we hugged. I was not impressed by her looks. She was wearing dowdy clothes and had put on some weight which made her already stocky build relatively unattractive. I pressed on for a mediocre event.