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Just wondering if anyone else has ever met someone that they already knew whilst punting?

I had a punt at the end of last year, with a girl I found on the purple site, conveniently located for a stop off when travelling to meet family. Stopped off to see her as planned, she opened the door and sort of looked familiar and we started chatting, usual things about how I found her etc. She mentioned that I sort of looked familiar, and said that maybe we had met as she used to do outcalls with an agency previously, I'd never used that agency so that couldn't be it.

Any way as things progressed to the bedroom and after a little kiss and a cuddle we chatted some more about where I was headed after the meet as we both undressed. I mentioned the name of the town and she suddenly stopped and said that that was where she grew up. Anyway, shortening the story somewhat, we had gone to school together almost 20 years ago, although in different years and had a number of mutual friends, and knew of each other, although had only maybe met once or twice in person.

Made for a very interesting punt once we both got over the shock of the situation, and quite a lot of reminiscing and gossiping afterwards.

Has something like this happened to anyone else?

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Just wondering if anyone else has ever met someone that they already knew whilst punting?

Made for a very interesting punt once we both got over the shock of the situation, and quite a lot of reminiscing and gossiping afterwards.

Has something like this happened to anyone else?

No, it has NOT happened to me (yet!), I'm very glad to say! Mutual assured destruction, I think it's called, isn't it?

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A few years ago I met up with a client just outside of Aberdeen. Transpired he'd married a a girl I knew very well from my teenage years growing up in the NE England. On the way home I was chatting away about the strange coincidence and my partner asked me to remind him of name of the client - turned out they had been in the same class at college in Scotland and knew each other well.

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There's an escort that featured a while back on realpunting.com that I'm absolutely positive I've met professionally in real life. It's odd because she mentions her other job in the film and that doesn't mesh with the industry I'm in.

It's really frustrating - the answer is in my brain somewhere, I just can't get it out!

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There's an escort that featured a while back on realpunting.com that I'm absolutely positive I've met professionally in real life. It's odd because she mentions her other job in the film and that doesn't mesh with the industry I'm in.

It's really frustrating - the answer is in my brain somewhere, I just can't get it out!

Perhaps the 'other job' she mentions is not her true 'other job' to mislead people from guessing her true identity?

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Perhaps the 'other job' she mentions is not her true 'other job' to mislead people from guessing her true identity?

Yes, that's certainly possible. I must say I'm not exactly going to go up and go "hurr hurr - I've seen your bits on the internet!". It's purely a mental exercise - I just want to know because it's really bugging me!

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Just wondering if anyone else has ever met someone that they already knew whilst punting?

I had a punt at the end of last year, with a girl I found on the purple site, conveniently located for a stop off when travelling to meet family. Stopped off to see her as planned, she opened the door and sort of looked familiar and we started chatting, usual things about how I found her etc. She mentioned that I sort of looked familiar, and said that maybe we had met as she used to do outcalls with an agency previously, I'd never used that agency so that couldn't be it.

Any way as things progressed to the bedroom and after a little kiss and a cuddle we chatted some more about where I was headed after the meet as we both undressed. I mentioned the name of the town and she suddenly stopped and said that that was where she grew up. Anyway, shortening the story somewhat, we had gone to school together almost 20 years ago, although in different years and had a number of mutual friends, and knew of each other, although had only maybe met once or twice in person.

Made for a very interesting punt once we both got over the shock of the situation, and quite a lot of reminiscing and gossiping afterwards.

Has something like this happened to anyone else?

Happened a few times over the years. One was at a party when my old barber turned up, we had a chat in the break and he had been punting since the 70s so he told me and had punted with a few WGs i had in our local area.

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One of my sons friends wolked through the door a while back. I was really put out, not so much the fact that he knew my son but more because he didn't tell me how old he was.

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One of my sons friends wolked through the door a while back. I was really put out, not so much the fact that he knew my son but more because he didn't tell me how old he was.

I can imagine that being a potentially tricky situation to handle, do you think he was fully aware of who you were?

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I saw a girl several times that I was sure I went to school, same year and even same classes.

She was one of those girls at school who developed quicker than most and hung out with older boys, we could only dream of speaking to her let alone having sex with her (come to think of it that probably applied to most girls at the time)...however dreams do come true.

I think we both recognised each other, but as she didnt bring it up (the recognition thing not the other) and I was having such a great time I didnt want to spoil the moment.

On reflection I prefer to live believing I had sexual encounters with S***** H****** from School, shame I cant tell anyone.

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There have been one or two situations where I've met a client for the first time, and we have both realised we knew each other beforehand. Most of the time it's been fine, with one or two admitting they fancied me previously and in one case it actually added to the excitement. Generally I avoid seeing clients I know personally, or have a close connection with. It can leave either party open and vulnerable in the future, people can turn nasty even if it's only to protect themselves.

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I'm a cabby and often pick a ex wg up as a customer .. Its never cropped up in the conversation i'm prob too embarressed to mention it specially as i visited her once or twice . Another current wg i visited knew me but i didn't have a clue who she was thankfully it was thru a workplace and not a friend of my wife !!

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I once visited a parlour and I thought I knew her but wasn`t entirely sure.She looked like someone who had worked at the same place as me(but in a different dept and only for a short while so we didn`t see much of each other) a few years earlier.

After we`d done the dirty deed,she asked me "how`s things at the DHSS these days"....it was her.

She had still kept in touch with some of her,and my,ex colleagues and said "Your secrets safe with me"

I`m not sure what the secret was she referred to.i.e whether I had paid for sex,or whether I was a crap shag . :D

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This hasn't to me but I think it'd be pretty hot, particularly if it was a hot girl from school or something like that, it'd be like living a fantasy. However, the worry of her possibly telling someone who tells someone else and so on until everyone knows I'm punting would be a bit of a put off.

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Yup, met a girl at a parlour once (I wasn't there to see her, she just happened to be in the corridor) and there was a mutual recognition thing. Both of us trying to figure out where we'd seen each other before, going through all the places she's worked and all the places I've punted.

It was a week or so later when I was at the same place and I noticed a tattoo that I hadn't spotted the first time. This jogged a little memory and with a little bit of conversation we realised we had met before socially with mutual friends.

The strange thing is that even though I would have sold my left kidney to have had a bit of 'action' with her on that night when I find out now that we are in a situation where I could easily have sex with her whenever I want/funds allow, I find I can't bring myself to do it!

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I once looked in a mirror at a parlour and saw me.

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I saw a girl several times that I was sure I went to school, same year and even same classes.

She was one of those girls at school who developed quicker than most and hung out with older boys, we could only dream of speaking to her let alone having sex with her (come to think of it that probably applied to most girls at the time)...however dreams do come true.

I think we both recognised each other, but as she didnt bring it up (the recognition thing not the other) and I was having such a great time I didnt want to spoil the moment.

On reflection I prefer to live believing I had sexual encounters with S***** H****** from School, shame I cant tell anyone.

Was it Sharon ?

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Yup, met a girl at a parlour once (I wasn't there to see her, she just happened to be in the corridor) and there was a mutual recognition thing. Both of us trying to figure out where we'd seen each other before, going through all the places she's worked and all the places I've punted.

It was a week or so later when I was at the same place and I noticed a tattoo that I hadn't spotted the first time. This jogged a little memory and with a little bit of conversation we realised we had met before socially with mutual friends.

The strange thing is that even though I would have sold my left kidney to have had a bit of 'action' with her on that night when I find out now that we are in a situation where I could easily have sex with her whenever I want/funds allow, I find I can't bring myself to do it!

Spooky the same happened to me. I met a girl once at a nightclub, she was very tall with a firm figure, her face was familiar but I couldn't place her. Anyway the night progressed and we started to chat about this, that and the other. One thing led to another and we ended up back at her house. She insisted on having the lights off and wanted only anal, game girl I thought.

It was only in the morning as the sun rose and the light entered the room bathing her toned figure that I saw the tattoo on her her upper arm and realised where I knew 'Stephanie' from. I mean how many girls have '45 Commando' and their blood group tattooed on them??? :o

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Just this week I passed a WG I knew in the street that I'd booked punt with later that day. :o She was looking the other way, I think she must have seen me first and that's why. I also walked passed pretending not to notice her. We never mentioned it during the punt a couple of hours later.

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Edinburghs a small place, so you often see wgs, or receptionist about, but I would enjoy meeting someone I knew in a previous life, working in a parlour, especially if its someone I had fancied

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Spooky the same happened to me. I met a girl once at a nightclub, she was very tall with a firm figure, her face was familiar but I couldn't place her. Anyway the night progressed and we started to chat about this, that and the other. One thing led to another and we ended up back at her house. She insisted on having the lights off and wanted only anal, game girl I thought.

It was only in the morning as the sun rose and the light entered the room bathing her toned figure that I saw the tattoo on her her upper arm and realised where I knew 'Stephanie' from. I mean how many girls have '45 Commando' and their blood group tattooed on them??? :o

Didn't the hairy forearms give you a clue?

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Didn't the hairy forearms give you a clue?

They just added to the pleasure. I thought it was a feather on my inner thigh. The naughty little minx. Impressive bed pack too !

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