A few months ago, before a business trip to SLC, I had noticed the sparse but positive reviews for Monay and decided to contact her to arrange for an appointment. All of our communication was through texting right up until the day we actually met. She checked my references, and we got through the screening process, but then my business meeting was cancelled, and so was my trip. I apologized, and she was very understanding.
Recently, I had another meeting in SLC and had set an appointment with Monay well in advance, but it almost fell through again. In spite of my confirmation the day before, only minutes before the appointment, she wanted to change the time. I had a narrow window of opportunity to meet with her and my schedule was not very flexible, so she agreed to still meet with me but for a half hour instead of a full hour. All of this discussion was happening through texting, which was getting quite frustrating. She hadn’t given me the specific location yet, so I had been waiting in a parking lot in the general area. She texted me the cross-streets and the name of an apartment complex and building number; but there were several complexes in the area, and it was a very busy intersection with several lanes of traffic. None of the complexes were right next to the intersection, and I couldn’t see any signs to tell me which complex was which. My available time was running out, so I called and got her on the phone to guide me to the right place. It was the first time I had heard her. She had a pleasant voice with a Russian accent. We continued talking on the phone until I found the complex.
As I pulled into the parking lot outside her building, she gave me the apartment number. When I knocked on the door, she opened it without looking around, so I couldn’t see her until I stepped inside. She was dressed in sexy black lingerie. Monay is an attractive woman with long, dark-brown hair and a beautiful body, but in the pictures on her web ads, her face is covered, so you can understand that her actual appearance was different than what I had imagined. I was also expecting her to be taller for some reason.
She invited me into her bedroom, which had the curtains closed and was quite dark. I left the donation envelope on her nightstand and pointed it out to her. As other reviewers have mentioned, she asked me to wash my hands, which I did. Then she suggested I get comfortable. You’ll need a VIP account to get
