Ok, I saw Mandy Love last week. What a weird experience. Set the whole thing up via text, which I like. Agreed upon a mid morning time, last text with her was around 9pm the night before. Told me what hotel and what room she was in. I was to text her when close to finalize the time.
Headed off to see her and texted her when I was about 15 min away, no answer. Repeated texts up and through the time I arrived at the hotel. No replies. Wanted to see her, so I headed into the hotel and to the room she told me. Housekeeping was working, but a decent distance away as I knocked on the door, and received no answer. I knocked again and house keeper was there about the same time. "Is that your room?" No, I'm picking my buddy up for breakfast. "Ok, I'll let you in". She opened the door and pushed it open for me to walk in!
I pretty much had to walk in. Closed the door behind me kinda loud and saw Mandy sleeping in the bed. Now, I'm freaked out, but what the hell, I'm here. I call her name out and she wakes up, stares right through me. She's totally out of it, confirmed later that it was due to "sleeping pills". So she wakes up, is not totally freaked out and starts getting ready for our session. It took her about 15 minutes to "put herself together". Things got started, had a good time, but there's just too much drama for me here to repeat.....