Review by TEXASRUSTY, February, 2006
Called the service and was directed to a corner off the highway to make the second call. The designated location was in the parking lot of a luxury hotel but instead was directed to a seedy motel down the street. Knocked on door and was answered by Tabitha in a ratty outfit and torn fishnets. I wanted to play but the place was a scary locale and visions of a police bust or robbery filled my mind. She suggested calling the service, telling them I cancelled, and for the fee I was going to pay she would come to my hotel room down the street.