I found Dr. Jekkyl and Mrs. Hyde's offspring a few days ago. This chic now, I wasn't aiming for her at all. I was going to check out another chic at the Airport, but when I was headed there she told me that she wasn't doing incalls anymore and only outcalls at the time. I never bring these broads to my crib, so I started scrambling for a back up when I know I shouldn't have. That always gets me every time. I was looking for something close and cheap to release the pressure. That's when I ran up upon this chic's ad. I've seen her post in the past but never paid her ad any mine. I already knew it was a cheap crew of chics, who sometimes uses fake pics, on P Road.
I already knew that the service would be blah, but I was just looking for something cheap and quick for the moment. I text her and she gave me her rates as well as asking me if I was the police, about 5 times!! I told her 5 separate times via text that I was not the police as this chic seems to be senile or something. In how many ways can a person say, "No, I'm not the police"! Sheesh! She was kind of irritating me with her nonsense but she finally sent the address through. When she sent through the address I was like, oh boy. I only had 1 good session out of that place in like 20 tries, so I knew this would be no different than the other 19 fails at this place.
I went anyways and had to wait a while as she stepped out of the room when I got there. She also asked me to bring some protection and asked me one more time (for the 6th freaking time!) if I was the police. I started to tell her that, yes I am the police, and hang the phone up on her but I proceeded anyways. Will I repeat, nah. This chic is kinda weird in the brain and she was mumbling some insults or some shit under her breath towards me the whole time. She's a cheap chic in a cheap motel, so you got to expect some sort of craziness. Non-vipers, don't mess with cheap chics in cheap motels. VIP'ers, read on.
