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Nicole 720-xxx-3965

Denver
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(720) 366-3965

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Age: 29
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Height: 0'0"
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Reviewer E # Date
cdubnvegas Yes 1 7/30/14
Seen on 7/25/14
Time: 15 min Location: DenverIn-Call/Out-Call: In-Call
Experience: Yes Recommend?: Yes Pictures Accurate: Unknown

Experience Description: Ok let me start by saying, overall I have not had the best experience with providers in Denver in general. Ok so, I contacted "Nicole" to set up a time as I had already had one provider flake, and one who took issue with the fact that I am not white. So after she informed me she was available I let her know it would take me 30-40 minutes to get to her. As is typical I got the"when you get close call me" routine...no biggie used to it. So I get to her general area call and find out I need to back track some, again no biggie. I call her when I get to the designated cross streets and initially get no answer(1st time my instincts said leave, and I ignored them). Few minutes later she calls me back, I tell her I am at cross streets she tells me to hang on a minute(2nd time instincts tell me to leave) I wait on hold then get disconnected. I call back a few times no answer(3rd time instincts tell me to leave...man I am hard headed). Finally I text her she asks me for 5 minutes to finish getting ready....after it has taken me over 40 minutes since the initial call to even get close(whatever happened to stay ready so you don't have to get ready?). I say ok....5 minutes later I get a text asking if I can wait or not, even though I had already said ok. I inform her it has already been 5 minutes so how much time does she actually need. No answer(again instincts telling me to leave, I should have listened). Finally I get instructions to her home, not the nicest neighborhood but I try not to judge, then I go around back and in to the basement...thinking the worst but actually her room was nice just the journey to it left something to be desired. She is not much on talk, kind of straight to the point and hurried right off the back(even though I was the one who was made to wait). No real greeting, just collected donation, then I was instructed to put my clothes on the chair...and leave my socks on...which I do anyway but wtf?! I lay down she grabs some lotion and rubs my legs a couple times and now the alarm bells are really going off. So I ask if this is a massage session, I am informed that the 80 dollars I paid was for an"introduction" session that involves a massage and a quick release(since when in the fuck is rubbing my legs up and down a couple times a massage?!)and that it was 150 for bj and 200 for FS. I can't remember the last time I ran in to an upselling indy and I am from Vegas. Not to mention I have had some killer bjs in my life and I have YET to get one that was worth 150 bucks. So needless to say that killed my mood. So she sees her frantic rubbing is not doing shit for me so I get the, "you can touch my breasts", which I am sorry to say were not attractive to me...I prefer all natural, not rocks stuffed in skin. So she ups the anti and says, "maybe if I show you my pussy you will get hard"...NOT! Keep in mind I hobby for fun, I can get laid, and I have been married with a live in gf most of my adult life, plus I used to do adult sites and manage a live nude chat site...I have seen plenty of P**** yours is not pretty honey. Finally I just closed my eyes and thought of someone and somewhere else So I could get the hell out of there. She asked me if I was a member of TOB...I stated I was, she mentioned how she has some regulars that are on TOB and well known. I mentioned how I had googled her and found NO reviews...funny. Well guess what Nicole...you definitely have one now. So if you want to get an 80 dollar rushed manual from a 30yr old pretending to be 23, with a huge scar down her back that would make doggy a nightmare, and who has to keep her dress on her belly to hide her stretch marks and pouch(yes honey I noticed) by all means, call this girl. I blame myself in the end though for this bad experience as my instincts were screaming at me from the beginning to take my ass back to my room. Lesson learned.