Here's a lovely example;
"Firstly she kept me waiting outside her place for 40 mins in 33+ degree heat. No one came in or out - she was just toking up and watching the telly. When she finally let me in the place was a fucking tip and stank of dope. She also stank of dope and her outfit was filthy. The bed was ridiculously low, had no covers and had just a single grey filthy sheet - you can see it in the gallery pic entitled "playing with my pussy xxxxx", she clearly never changes it. She was sullen, uncommunicative and didn't offer anything in the way of small talk. She also didn't offer a drink (33 degrees FFS) or a shower (I was sweating like a rapist by now). I went in for a shower anyway and guess what? The shower didn't work.
Nicole herself was completely emaciated, which is a shame 'cos she used to be curvy (Update: Veritas a recent reviewer, says that she's back up to a size 12 again as at Dec '17). I repeated my requirements which I had first set out over the phone the previous day: Prolonged DT and gagging, anal. "I don't do anal. Never have. I can't see why people keep asking" sez she. "Because it's in your likes list and on your profile" I respond. She then had a bit of a moan about "Guys always wanting DT. Some of them just want to throat fuck me for the whole session". I pointed out that she advertises herself as a DT specialist and submissive - so what can she expect. I should have sacked it there and then but I'd dragged my sorry arse all the way to Reading and waited 40 minutes for the bloody woman, so I pressed on - big mistake. More sullen silence. Eventually, I get her on her knees to start the blowie. She seems really disengaged and there's way more hand action, sucking of the head but nothing else, coming up for air than I ever remember from before. I try a different tack and ask her to lie with her head over the edge of the bed and she uses the "Can't fit my head over the bed" excuse with me too (this excuse has been reported by previous reviewers). I kept going the with BJ (such as it was). I was pushing quite hard down her throat and getting to my special place but she was so toothy that she drew blood :scare: At this point she realised that she was really pissing me off, so she got a little bit more engaging (by her own low standards) but at the sight of my own claret dribbling down my knob, I'd lost all desire to continue.
I had to go to Dean St Express in LDN for HIV test (which to my relief was -ve but she's such a skank that I was genuinely concerned) - great service at DSE but shouldn't have had to go there in the first place. Subsequently I also noticed a rash on my foreskin which a dermatologist told me was capilliary damage, which isn't serious but is unsightly and has caused 2 Prossies since to insist upon OW 'cos they thought it was herpes.
To sum up: She's sullen, her place is a fucking tip and the shower doesn't work, she is a dope user and stinks of dope, she doesn't change her sheets, she advertises stuff she won't do, she drew blood with her teeth and permanently disfigured my knob.
AVOID AVOID AVOID"
Seating like a rapist ... Oh the irony.