True dat, but does it matter whether they’re ottawa based? They tour here consistently, which is alright by me. Mirage was kinda of ottawa based, and they’re gone.
Scary Moments for Hobbyists
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Wow, that’s quite the story. Sometimes you really don’t want to know what goes on behind the scene. You did the right thing.
...and yeah, when they cover the peephole, it’s a sign to not open the door.
Actually you’re right. Sometimes I comment without a real point or any relevance to the quoted post. It’s a sort of social media dyslexia.
Ottawa is very organized. Which is definitely good for both sides, however, Ottawa used to be amazing for Clients and it seems the worker side is benefitting much much much much more than the client side.
Bizzy Signals are Flairing up. Begone, *Biz*, etc. and take your drama-inducements elsewhere.
Oh, and I went to see one girl about 10 years ago and a big black guy left the room as I was making my way there. But I had already seen the girl before, including at Playmate, and Taboo, and we got along well so I continued anyway with no negative consequences (actually, the opposite).
Oh, and I went to see one girl about 10 years ago and a big black guy left the room as I was making my way there. But I had already seen the girl before, including at Playmate, and Taboo, and we got along well so I continued anyway with no negative consequences (actually, the opposite).
As long as the pimps are gonna do some actual work such as helping with bookings, finding clients, and providing security if/when the time comes, I think that's not a bad thing. If they are not doing any of it, they need to go away.
I've gotta couple stories.
1. I was fairly new in the hobby, I didn't visit Scarborough often but this girl's ad really caught my eye. As I arrived, I noticed it is not a nice motel. Blistering cold outside. I go to the SPs floor, I see a completely naked girl walking back and forth 2 rooms that are across from each other. I look at the room numbers, looks like that's the room I'm headed to... I say hi, she greets me and takes my coat. I see drugs lying around everywhere (not the 420 kind). She's not the girl in the pictures and looks very unhealthy and in bad shape also high as a kite.
I mention that I don't feel comfortable and tell her I'm going to leave. First, she doesn't give my coat back and tries to start the session. I repeat that I'm leaving and snatch my coat from her arm. I leave the room, as I'm walking down the hall, she comes out, chases me down the hall and tries to hit me in the head. Because she's not sober, I easily block her and leave. She sends me text saying she reported that I stole 100 from her room. I just tell her off but make a rule never to visit unverified ladies in sketchy areas or motels/hotels.
2. This was a time I got scammed. The girl who answered the door was beautiful, and I couldn't tell a difference from the pictures. I go in, she asks for the donation and also asks if I have an outfit request. I ask if she has something sexy (I don't recall exactly what I asked) she says yes and goes in the bathroom to change. I think that's weird considering we're gonna be naked very shortly... As I'm undressing, another girl walks in the room, then they start arguing about whose room it is and the new girl claims it's her room and asks the one who has my donation to leave. As they are arguing I can tell its not a real argument because they look at each other and giggle and make eye gestures. I understand what's going on so I say, I don't give a fuck whose room it is, I want my donation back and I'll leave. She refuses saying I have already seen her blahblah.. They continue to fake argue, then she decides to leave with my donation, I chase her down the stairwell calling her a scammer. She threatens to call her pimp. I say, I don't care, go ahead. Next thing I know, we're outside on the sidewalk of some street in Mississauga, I'm chasing her for my donation. A car is passing by and the scene doesn't look good for me. I was able to grab her arm and thought I could break it but I figure it's not worth it and try to go for her phone instead. She manages to escape and I stop chasing her because there are other cars driving by. I hope karma took care of this one.
I'm fairly new in the forum but I like that it is for the greater good of the community. SPs and hobbyists.
I've gotta couple stories.
1. I was fairly new in the hobby, I didn't visit Scarborough often but this girl's ad really caught my eye. As I arrived, I noticed it is not a nice motel. Blistering cold outside. I go to the SPs floor, I see a completely naked girl walking back and forth 2 rooms that are across from each other. I look at the room numbers, looks like that's the room I'm headed to... I say hi, she greets me and takes my coat. I see drugs lying around everywhere (not the 420 kind). She's not the girl in the pictures and looks very unhealthy and in bad shape also high as a kite.
I mention that I don't feel comfortable and tell her I'm going to leave. First, she doesn't give my coat back and tries to start the session. I repeat that I'm leaving and snatch my coat from her arm. I leave the room, as I'm walking down the hall, she comes out, chases me down the hall and tries to hit me in the head. Because she's not sober, I easily block her and leave. She sends me text saying she reported that I stole 100 from her room. I just tell her off but make a rule never to visit unverified ladies in sketchy areas or motels/hotels.
2. This was a time I got scammed. The girl who answered the door was beautiful, and I couldn't tell a difference from the pictures. I go in, she asks for the donation and also asks if I have an outfit request. I ask if she has something sexy (I don't recall exactly what I asked) she says yes and goes in the bathroom to change. I think that's weird considering we're gonna be naked very shortly... As I'm undressing, another girl walks in the room, then they start arguing about whose room it is and the new girl claims it's her room and asks the one who has my donation to leave. As they are arguing I can tell its not a real argument because they look at each other and giggle and make eye gestures. I understand what's going on so I say, I don't give a fuck whose room it is, I want my donation back and I'll leave. She refuses saying I have already seen her blahblah.. They continue to fake argue, then she decides to leave with my donation, I chase her down the stairwell calling her a scammer. She threatens to call her pimp. I say, I don't care, go ahead. Next thing I know, we're outside on the sidewalk of some street in Mississauga, I'm chasing her for my donation. A car is passing by and the scene doesn't look good for me. I was able to grab her arm and thought I could break it but I figure it's not worth it and try to go for her phone instead. She manages to escape and I stop chasing her because there are other cars driving by. I hope karma took care of this one.
I'm fairly new in the forum but I like that it is for the greater good of the community. SPs and hobbyists.
Nothing scary, just odd.
It happened about 12 years ago in Montreal. A call a reputable agency (one of the rare still in business today) and ask for a girl that was well reviewed on MERB, let's call her Lisa. She gets to my room, the session goes perfect, she's pretty good. Once we're done, kisses at the door and she leaves, no issues.
About 10 minutes later, a knock on my door... There's a young guy standing outside saying he's looking for Lisa. I call back the agency while the guy is in the corridor and the booker tells me the guy is the driver and the girl didn't joined him in the car yet so, he was worried. He was parked right in front of the main entrance so, he couldn't miss her. He didn't look like a goon at all so not a pimp or an enforcer, for shure.
Knowing the agency and trusting them, I let the guy in and give him a quick walk-trough the room (kitchen, living room and bedroom) so he can see she's not there. He never asked to look, I offered. When he left, we were both totally confused.
About 4 month later, on one of my monthly calls to the agency, the booker ask me "You remember Lisa?" Of course I remember her! She was good but she vanished without a trace after seeing me!
Turns out, some friends called her to go out and party when she was in the elevator after seeing me and she knew she had one more booking in 1 hour so, she took the back exit to avoid the driver, stopped answering messages or phone calls and went to party. She just resurfaced a week earlier to get more shifts. She confessed it all to the booker, like it was totally normal. Lucky for me, the agency took her back and I saw her a few more times, until she repeated the same trick with another guy and the agency refused to take her back again.
It happened about 12 years ago in Montreal. A call a reputable agency (one of the rare still in business today) and ask for a girl that was well reviewed on MERB, let's call her Lisa. She gets to my room, the session goes perfect, she's pretty good. Once we're done, kisses at the door and she leaves, no issues.
About 10 minutes later, a knock on my door... There's a young guy standing outside saying he's looking for Lisa. I call back the agency while the guy is in the corridor and the booker tells me the guy is the driver and the girl didn't joined him in the car yet so, he was worried. He was parked right in front of the main entrance so, he couldn't miss her. He didn't look like a goon at all so not a pimp or an enforcer, for shure.
Knowing the agency and trusting them, I let the guy in and give him a quick walk-trough the room (kitchen, living room and bedroom) so he can see she's not there. He never asked to look, I offered. When he left, we were both totally confused.
About 4 month later, on one of my monthly calls to the agency, the booker ask me "You remember Lisa?" Of course I remember her! She was good but she vanished without a trace after seeing me!
Turns out, some friends called her to go out and party when she was in the elevator after seeing me and she knew she had one more booking in 1 hour so, she took the back exit to avoid the driver, stopped answering messages or phone calls and went to party. She just resurfaced a week earlier to get more shifts. She confessed it all to the booker, like it was totally normal. Lucky for me, the agency took her back and I saw her a few more times, until she repeated the same trick with another guy and the agency refused to take her back again.
Thanks for sharing the experience. I don't know if I'd let the guy in to be honest. It's hard to trust people but it's good nothing bad happened. As for the girl, WTF was she thinking, this is why I don't trust.
I remember trying a new SP at a hotel in scarborough - 0 reviews but was unable to reverse search any matches for images from leolist so i thought what the hell, ill go for it. Made the drive to the hotel at around 10 pm for a 10:15 hh appointment, and when I got there I texted her and no response for 10 minutes. 5 minutes after texting her one black guy walks around the parking lot acting like he's on his phone but is looking at cars which i was assumed was the pimp looking for the john (buyba in this case) and when he past my car he made a 180 and walked straight back to the hotel. i already knew this was a bad idea at this point but decided to give her benefit of the doubt, 2 minutes after the 'pimp' walks back into hotel she texts me the room number and i make my way in, with hotel desk staff staring me down as they already knew what i was up to. this is why i hate hotels. anyways, as the elevator opens, out comes the pimp on his phone, stares at me and walks away as i get in to the elevator. as i make my way to the door, i knock and no answer. knock again 10 seconds later and the door swings open and as i walk in its the worst bait and switch i ever walked in to. photos were a thick lightskin girl with fat ass, walk into a darkskin anorexic bitch with a room that reeked of weed. i said 'sorry wrong door' and started to speed-walk back to the elevator and as i did the girl yells 'yo come back shes here' and starts to swear/yell at me but im not taking any chances and start to sprint down the hallway. i ended up taking the stairs down as i didn't want to run into anyone in the elevator and literally jumped down each flight of steps and ran out the exit door on the side of the building and was lost since this wasn't the way i entered. after circling the hotel i found the parking and saw the same fucking pimp about 5 metres away from my car waiting for me to come back. at this point i was shitting myself so i ran over to a tim hortons at a nearby gas station and sat down and had a french vanilla while i read through the missed text from the SP saying something along the lines of me wasting her time etc. after finishing my french vanilla i took a piss, washed my hands, and walked back slowly to the parking lot and to my luck the pimp was gone. mind you its about 11 pm by now so i'm still weary as he could be hiding somewhere in the dark. i sprint back to the car and zip out of the parking, coming back home 120$ less poor.
Years ago I saw a girl who was well regarded here. Booked her, showed up at the incall and the place reeked of cigarettes. I’m not a smoker and going home stinking like an ashtray would not wash so I decided to back out. She instantly had a major conniption and insisted on being paid for the time wasted. I refused and as I’m leaving her goons came out of the adjoining room and started coming after me in the parking lot. Luckily I know a few good moves having been a martial artist my entire life and I unleashed a can of whoopass on them. Luckily no one bled on me but I was so hyped up on adrenaline I couldn’t care less.
This is why I don't recommend in calls. But outcalls have their risks as well.
Nothing compared to some of the posts in this thread but I have a couple stories.
1) This one is from '98. I was just out of university and living in a cheap apartment building with thin walls. I called an agency for an outcall and I asked for a provider with no tattoos. As I have grown older, I've learned to ignore them, but I never really liked them. Anyway, the girl they sent over had tattoos everywhere including her face. I explained that I clearly told the booker that I was looking for someone without tattoos and that I was sorry for wasting her time, but she wasn't what I was looking for. She was irate and looking like SHE was going to attack me; and she probably could have done some real damage with those nails she had. But then she proceeded to tell me that she was going to get someone to teach me a lesson. She then left my apartment, and out in the hallway she yelled "F-er in room ### is calling for hookers and then turning them away. He's gonna get the shit beat outta him." She stayed out there in the hallway for five minutes calling me every name in the book and threatening that "some guy" was gonna beat in my face. I assumed it was all talk, and sure enough I was never confronted... but I moved out soon after as I was getting strange looks from my neighbours.
2) 2017. Saw a new ad for a girl a 15 minute walk from my place. Nice. There was only one picture, but the ad said GFE, easy going. Figured, hey, what the heck. If it doesn't work out, I won't go back. If it does work out, good to have an option nearby. I paid $180 for the hour. So I go in, no red flags, get on the bed. We start in and well, not GFE. CBJ lasts 10 seconds. She then lays down, naked, limbs splayed like a starfish. And she did not move. She just laid there. I entered her, but 5 minutes of her just laying there, not doing anything was so odd and disconcerting. I asked if there was something wrong and she said there wasn't and to keep going. I asked her to change positions, but she said this was the position she was most comfortable with. At the 10 minute mark, she pulls back and says she is done. I'm like, what?
"You are taking too long."
"I paid for an hour. It has been 10 minutes."
"Seemed longer than that. Anyway, I am done."
"I should at least get half my money back. I paid for an hour and got 10 minutes."
She leaves the room, hopefully to get my money, while I get dressed.
She comes back with not one pimp, but two. Huge.
"The lady says you want some money back. You ain't getting any money back. I think you should leave."
Oh, I left. I beat it out of there fast as a bunny.
3) This one is a little fuzzier than the previous two... can't remember the details. But it was shortly after the story above, so my spidey senses were on high alert. I make the arrangements to go to the SW apartment. I head up and she invites me in, but she immediately apologizes. She says she just got home to find that she had left her window open all day (in February) and the bedroom is freezing cold. She is wearing a winter coat in her apartment. Anyway, she says that it will take 20 to 30 minutes for the apartment to heat up, but if I want to stay she will make it up to me. We sat down on the bed and chatted. She was really nice. We had a good conversation about favourite TV shows, where we each were from, she asked what I liked sexually and she told me what she liked. Once the room warmed up a bit, she took my $120 for the half and told me to get undressed while she went out and hung up the winter jacket she was wearing. As she left, I could hear voices. FIVE distinct male voices coming from the kitchen. I hear her say for them to be quiet or they "are going to ruin the whole thing". Yeah. I am nooping out of there pronto. Pay the $120 stupidity tax and getting out. I was still fully dressed; just put my winter jacket back on and headed for the door. The girl catches me and asks what is up. I said I wasn't feeling well and had to leave. And out the door I go. She said "Sorry you have to go. Hope to see you again.". Right. That's not happening. I still wonder what "the whole thing" was that the guys ruined by talking too loud.
1) This one is from '98. I was just out of university and living in a cheap apartment building with thin walls. I called an agency for an outcall and I asked for a provider with no tattoos. As I have grown older, I've learned to ignore them, but I never really liked them. Anyway, the girl they sent over had tattoos everywhere including her face. I explained that I clearly told the booker that I was looking for someone without tattoos and that I was sorry for wasting her time, but she wasn't what I was looking for. She was irate and looking like SHE was going to attack me; and she probably could have done some real damage with those nails she had. But then she proceeded to tell me that she was going to get someone to teach me a lesson. She then left my apartment, and out in the hallway she yelled "F-er in room ### is calling for hookers and then turning them away. He's gonna get the shit beat outta him." She stayed out there in the hallway for five minutes calling me every name in the book and threatening that "some guy" was gonna beat in my face. I assumed it was all talk, and sure enough I was never confronted... but I moved out soon after as I was getting strange looks from my neighbours.
2) 2017. Saw a new ad for a girl a 15 minute walk from my place. Nice. There was only one picture, but the ad said GFE, easy going. Figured, hey, what the heck. If it doesn't work out, I won't go back. If it does work out, good to have an option nearby. I paid $180 for the hour. So I go in, no red flags, get on the bed. We start in and well, not GFE. CBJ lasts 10 seconds. She then lays down, naked, limbs splayed like a starfish. And she did not move. She just laid there. I entered her, but 5 minutes of her just laying there, not doing anything was so odd and disconcerting. I asked if there was something wrong and she said there wasn't and to keep going. I asked her to change positions, but she said this was the position she was most comfortable with. At the 10 minute mark, she pulls back and says she is done. I'm like, what?
"You are taking too long."
"I paid for an hour. It has been 10 minutes."
"Seemed longer than that. Anyway, I am done."
"I should at least get half my money back. I paid for an hour and got 10 minutes."
She leaves the room, hopefully to get my money, while I get dressed.
She comes back with not one pimp, but two. Huge.
"The lady says you want some money back. You ain't getting any money back. I think you should leave."
Oh, I left. I beat it out of there fast as a bunny.
3) This one is a little fuzzier than the previous two... can't remember the details. But it was shortly after the story above, so my spidey senses were on high alert. I make the arrangements to go to the SW apartment. I head up and she invites me in, but she immediately apologizes. She says she just got home to find that she had left her window open all day (in February) and the bedroom is freezing cold. She is wearing a winter coat in her apartment. Anyway, she says that it will take 20 to 30 minutes for the apartment to heat up, but if I want to stay she will make it up to me. We sat down on the bed and chatted. She was really nice. We had a good conversation about favourite TV shows, where we each were from, she asked what I liked sexually and she told me what she liked. Once the room warmed up a bit, she took my $120 for the half and told me to get undressed while she went out and hung up the winter jacket she was wearing. As she left, I could hear voices. FIVE distinct male voices coming from the kitchen. I hear her say for them to be quiet or they "are going to ruin the whole thing". Yeah. I am nooping out of there pronto. Pay the $120 stupidity tax and getting out. I was still fully dressed; just put my winter jacket back on and headed for the door. The girl catches me and asks what is up. I said I wasn't feeling well and had to leave. And out the door I go. She said "Sorry you have to go. Hope to see you again.". Right. That's not happening. I still wonder what "the whole thing" was that the guys ruined by talking too loud.
I don't mind going to SW that are operating out of there nice homes or at nice higher end Hotels, its unlikely that pimps are involved then, but the cheap motels in Gatineau and on Montreal rd, unless I've seen the lady before its time to pass
My experience was 25+ years ago when the Ottawa Sun newspaper posted SP ads everyday and all bookings were done by landline phones. (Does anyone remember French Debutante, or Nina the tall stunning blonde?) I called a few numbers and finally found a place that was located walking distance in the Byward Market. I was pretty lit-up and was lucky enough make it there in one piece. I was greated by a hot young lady dressed casually, and probably in her twenties. When I realized that a few girls were sharing the house, I asked her to confirm that she was my date. Thankfully, she said yes and then grabbed my hand to lead me to one of the bedrooms. She left me alone in the room and said she'd be right back. Although only a few minutes had passed, it seemed like lifetime. As drunk as I was, I did my best to consider my options for getting out of there quickly, either by fighting my way to the front exit or jumping out the the window if needed. Soon after, a different girl enters the room and says "they" needed few more minutes to get ready At that point, things were looking up and little head had convinced me to commit..I was going nowhere until I got what I came for. And finally, the cutie walks in, ( just the one unfortunately) wearing just a tank top and panties, she looked fantastic...but then, things took a turn... I noticed she was balancing a condom on her index finger. The condom was not in its wrapper, and the wrapper was nowhere in sight. She even seemed uncomfortable holding it. Voices inside my big head said "its time to go!" but horny little hard head said "fuck it, don't even ask, go for it, ya live once!". It was fun and done in less than 15 minutes. It was only during my walk home that I had fully processed the possibility that she had reused a condom and the reason she had taken so long was to clean the damn thing out.
I got tested later on and the results were negative. Thank the stars that I didn't pay the ultimate price. I was a stupid 20 year old.
I got tested later on and the results were negative. Thank the stars that I didn't pay the ultimate price. I was a stupid 20 year old.
This is such a great thread. I have to say that TERB, MERB and PERB have all been great resources. All I can say is if you have any spidey senses listen to them.
yikes! That’s one of the reasons we need to not fall for our own newbie mistakes and take unnecessary risks. Glad you came out at the other end OK.
You realize you're asking about a post that was made almost 3 years ago, about an incident that occurred likely well before that time also, right?
