Review by 1722063, December, 2016
I wasted my bankroll on Aaliyah Banks the other day. I was about to head downtown for the New Years festivities and thought, why not hit the page before the new year. I was searching and calling around on the page and everyone seemed to have GPS fever. Wtf!! Chics with no reviews in shitty motel wanting a whole lot of money for a quickie. GTFOH. I wasn't giving it to any of those brats. I saw this chic's ad floating around and saw that she also reduced her rates as well. I always wondered about this chic though. She's been posting for a whole year with no reviews anywhere and she's been using the same set of pics for a whole year too. When will I ever learn? Some old habits are hard to break. I called her up anyways and thought I detected a bit of an attitude over the phone. I don't know, she seemed pretty straight forward and tight lipped. She didn't seem like the type would divulge any info about services over the phone. She just asked me how much time was I looking for and when would I like to make my appointment. I told her in 30 minutes and she text me her address some 2 minutes later. It was a apartment in the south side area that I've been around before. I got there some hour later and called to let her know that I arrived. She then asked me what color car are you driving and I lied to her as always. It took me a while to find her building, but I eventually did and parked at the building next to hers. I got out of my whip and walked over to her building while calling her. She then asked me which car was I in and I told her and she wanted me to walk back to my car so that she could see my car. Now, I should have just left, because this chic was starting to piss me off. I walked back to my car and she now questions me, because I lied to her about what kind of car I was driving. She went on to tell me some jibba jabba about how robbers like to walk up to her place and yadda yadda. This chic was getting on my freaking nerves. We went back and forth at it for like 5 minutes in the parking lot before she finally told me to walk over to an entrance, but she never gave me her apartment number. I walked over there and the door was opened like some 2 minutes later with a chic standing right beside it. I walked up to the door and met some red-boned chic wearing a silk robe looking absolutely nothing like the chic in the pics. I didn't say anything though. I just walked on in and said my greetings. She closed the door behind me and told me to give her a hug and that I did. Non-viper's, that's it. Viper's read on. Will I repeat, hell no! She's not even the chic in the pics and she's a bullshitter. I should have known. I need to break this habit of messing with unknown chics with questionable pics. Oh well.
