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A few weeks ago I was at a loose end and because my regular girl was abroad, I decided to browse through the pages on A. W.

I found one girl that looked promising, 'Katie 19yr old student, Polish, Earls Court', 19yr old student, yeah, yeah I believe you. Anyway her pictures looked good, apart from a blanked out face, and her profile looked good so I took the plunge and arranged a meeting.

The day of the meeting I got to her street a bit early, I didn't have her house number yet so I did what I normally do in these circumstances, I walk the length of the street just to get a feel of the place and then walk back to about the middle before phoning for details. I phone and bollocks its the first house on the corner. She buzz's me into the house, her flat is on the top floor. As I go up the stairs, a door opens above me and there she is in silhouette, with the sun shining behind her, her hair a golden halo and wow, a great figure, looks like the girl I booked, great. I reach her door and see her face for the first time, my heart skips a beat, OMG she is absolutely beautiful. She flashes a smile, I turn to see who has come up the stairs behind me and realise she's smiling at me, wonders of wonders.

I get invited in, we chat, I hand over the cash and go for a quick shower. When I come out she's on the bed in just her underwear, I join her and allthough she smiles she seems a bit hesitant, so I take it very slowly, small gentle kisses, a hug, gentle caresses and stroking, a little french kiss, a cup of a breast, bra removal, cupping of a bare breast, a nipple between my lips my hand moves slowly to that warm damp place between her legs, pants removed and my tongue and lips quickly follow where my hand and lips have been. And then its my turn, suddenly Im on my back, how did that happen, french kissing and her hands are everwhere, then my nipples are getting treatment from her lips and tongue, something I love and missing from too many girls repertoire in my opinion. Then its the turn of my little man, I dont last long Im afraid, everything is just so overwhelmning, I come in her mouth and she goes into the bathroom to get rid of the offending article.

We cuddle and chat on the bed afterwards and she tells me she is a student in London and finding it very expensive, she spent too much money on holiday in Croatia during the summer and does what she does to pay her way, I mentally chastise myself for being cynical.

Meanwhile her hand has found its way to my nether regions, gently trying to revive me without success. I look at my watch and find we have just under half our session left, so I ask if I can massage her, she seems surprised by the request, most girls do I dont know why, anyway she turns onto her stomach and I start at her neck, then the shoulders, then the arms and hands and the fingers get some attention from my mouth and tongue, then the back, then those wonderful buttocks each one seperately squeezed and stroked, and finally the legs and feet with the toes getting the same treatment as the fingers. As Im massaging I get some very appreciative moans, groans and sighs from Katie, music to my ears. I finish and lie back down beside her, her head is sideways resting on an arm with sunlight catching the blonde down on her arm, she looks at me with half lidded eyes gazing through a fall of blonde hair and on her lips is a gentle most content smile. I know your heart can play tricks on you and at my age they would be foolish tricks, but I know at this moment I could quite easily fall in love, I allso know that at this moment I dont want to shag or fuck her but I do want to make love. Alas my little man lets me down, it doesn't want to come to the party, that cowardly, shrunken, wrinkled little appendage will not stand proud and tall. O God, sorry wrong person, O devil where are you when I need you, I'll sign anything just make me 20, 10 even just 5 years younger.

My session over I dress and Katie still naked sees me to her door, a kiss a hug, I leave with a feeling of utter frustration and with the thought I must see her again.

Domestic problems intervene and now several weeks later I search in vain for Katie in the pages of A.W., frustrated again. Even though I have a mobile I use only for punting, I did the paranoid thing and removed her details after the punt. Oh well it will just have to be put down to experience.

I must apologise for this post being a bit long winded but my limited command of english means I cant make it any shorter.

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Firstly, if English is not your first language then there is nothing to apologise for- in fact it reads better than many a Brit would manage these days.

That does sound rather frustrating particularly as it went so well.. If the special phone is on account then you can trawl through the records online . But I assume you have thought of that and it is probably a non-contract phone?

Perhaps a search on the site using parameters you did before, but not checking the "escort" box in case she has de-listed ?

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I also think that, sometimes, it's possible to ask your Mobile Phone Service Provider to ask for a record of all outgoing calls made from any phone, even a Pay As You Go phone.

There is a record of absolutely everything nowadays, especially with mobile phones. Contact them and ask for an itemised list of outgoing calls. You might have to pay a fee, but surely it may be worth it to put your frustrations at ease, no?

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Aww, that was lovely and a little erotic.

Hope you can find her again.

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A few weeks ago I was at a loose end and because my regular girl was abroad, I decided to browse through the pages on A. W. I found one girl that looked promising, 'Katie 19yr old student, Polish, Earls Court', 19yr old student, yeah, yeah I believe you. Anyway her pictures looked good, apart from a blanked out face, and her profile looked good so I took the plunge and arranged a meeting. The day of the meeting I got to her street a bit early, I didn't have her house number yet so I did what I normally do in these circumstances, I walk the length of the street just to get a feel of the place and then walk back to about the middle before phoning for details. I phone and bollocks its the first house on the corner. She buzz's me into the house, her flat is on the top floor. As I go up the stairs, a door opens above me and there she is in silhouette, with the sun shining behind her, her hair a golden halo and wow, a great figure, looks like the girl I booked, great. I reach her door and see her face for the first time, my heart skips a beat, OMG she is absolutely beautiful. She flashes a smile, I turn to see who has come up the stairs behind me and realise she's smiling at me, wonders of wonders. I get invited in, we chat, I hand over the cash and go for a quick shower. When I come out she's on the bed in just her underwear, I join her and allthough she smiles she seems a bit hesitant, so I take it very slowly, small gentle kisses, a hug, gentle caresses and stroking, a little french kiss, a cup of a breast, bra removal, cupping of a bare breast, a nipple between my lips my hand moves slowly to that warm damp place between her legs, pants removed and my tongue and lips quickly follow where my hand and lips have been. And then its my turn, suddenly Im on my back, how did that happen, french kissing and her hands are everwhere, then my nipples are getting treatment from her lips and tongue, something I love and missing from too many girls repertoire in my opinion. Then its the turn of my little man, I dont last long Im afraid, everything is just so overwhelmning, I come in her mouth and she goes into the bathroom to get rid of the offending article. We cuddle and chat on the bed afterwards and she tells me she is a student in London and finding it very expensive, she spent too much money on holiday in Croatia during the summer and does what she does to pay her way, I mentally chastise myself for being cynical. Meanwhile her hand has found its way to my nether regions, gently trying to revive me without success. I look at my watch and find we have just under half our session left, so I ask if I can massage her, she seems surprised by the request, most girls do I dont know why, anyway she turns onto her stomach and I start at her neck, then the shoulders, then the arms and hands and the fingers get some attention from my mouth and tongue, then the back, then those wonderful buttocks each one seperately squeezed and stroked, and finally the legs and feet with the toes getting the same treatment as the fingers. As Im massaging I get some very appreciative moans, groans and sighs from Katie, music to my ears. I finish and lie back down beside her, her head is sideways resting on an arm with sunlight catching the blonde down on her arm, she looks at me with half lidded eyes gazing through a fall of blonde hair and on her lips is a gentle most content smile. I know your heart can play tricks on you and at my age they would be foolish tricks, but I know at this moment I could quite easily fall in love, I allso know that at this moment I dont want to shag or fuck her but I do want to make love. Alas my little man lets me down, it doesn't want to come to the party, that cowardly, shrunken, wrinkled little appendage will not stand proud and tall. O God, sorry wrong person, O devil where are you when I need you, I'll sign anything just make me 20, 10 even just 5 years younger. My session over I dress and Katie still naked sees me to her door, a kiss a hug, I leave with a feeling of utter frustration and with the thought I must see her again. Domestic problems intervene and now several weeks later I search in vain for Katie in the pages of A.W., frustrated again. Even though I have a mobile I use only for punting, I did the paranoid thing and removed her details after the punt. Oh well it will just have to be put down to experience. I must apologise for this post being a bit long winded but my limited command of english means I cant make it any shorter.

At least you have the memory of a great punt. When my cock isnt playing ball i go in for DFK and RO, if she is good its always fun. :)

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So not "amazing_Katie" the 19 year old Polish speaker on ** who looks great...........?

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Firstly, if English is not your first language then there is nothing to apologise for- in fact it reads better than many a Brit would manage these days.

That does sound rather frustrating particularly as it went so well.. If the special phone is on account then you can trawl through the records online . But I assume you have thought of that and it is probably a non-contract phone?

Perhaps a search on the site using parameters you did before, but not checking the "escort" box in case she has de-listed ?

I should of said English grammar.

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I also think that, sometimes, it's possible to ask your Mobile Phone Service Provider to ask for a record of all outgoing calls made from any phone, even a Pay As You Go phone.

There is a record of absolutely everything nowadays, especially with mobile phones. Contact them and ask for an itemised list of outgoing calls. You might have to pay a fee, but surely it may be worth it to put your frustrations at ease, no?

Welcome to punter net. Thank you for the advice and the PM.

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So not "amazing_Katie" the 19 year old Polish speaker on ** who looks great...........?

No a different Katie, amazing Katie only does outcalls and lives in Camden, she also has a very different activities list to the Kate I met. Thanks anyway.

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I should of said English grammar.

Tip to improve it - "of" makes no sense here, should be "have". :)

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Tip to improve it - "of" makes no sense here, should be "have". :)

30 years away from the North East and still some local colloquialism will creep in.

Guess why I apologised in advance, because I knew there would be some smartarse........... :) .

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