After looking at that amazing pic of Allison for several months (previously on CL, now on DL), I finally decided to go see her. So last week I made the phone call and off I drove to Carleton Place.
Where to start? Allison is a nice, sweet young woman. She is genuine and friendly. She is every bit as attractive as her picture on DL would indicate. We sat on the edge of the bed and chatted for a few minutes. Allison has really nice long hair flowing down her back. She has a pretty face. I wish I could tell you more about her, especially about her looks, but we never got to the part where the clothes come off. Why? Because something made me decide, right as we were doing the intro chit chat thing, that I had to get outa there and fast.
It wasn't the small basement sort-of studio apartment that did it, rather, it was the incredible mess!! I had never ever ever in my life seen so much mess. In an apartment that seems to be about 600 square feet, you can almost not see the furniture because of the mess of clothes piled high. There is only one place to sit and that is on the bed, as the rest of the furniture has at least 2 feet deep of clothing piled on it. Everywhere you look is clothing, laundry (some of it looking unwashed), all kinds of things strewn all over the place, fairly full ashtrays in a few places. I even saw 4 green overflowing garbage bags on the floor beside the sink. No smell, but stuff all over. It was just such a horrible mess that I couldn't block it out of my mind.
So despite my having driven all the way out to Carleton Place, I just bolted. Sorry to say, I wish I hadn't done that and maybe should have left Allison some of the promised funds, but something came over me and I just opened up the door and ran and ran and ran.
Quite an experience for sure, nothing I ever expected. So my recommendation to terbies is, if you can handle the extreme disorder (and I do mean extreme), if you can somehow overlook that, Allison may be a real nice gal and you could have a good time. But this one is just not for me.
Where to start? Allison is a nice, sweet young woman. She is genuine and friendly. She is every bit as attractive as her picture on DL would indicate. We sat on the edge of the bed and chatted for a few minutes. Allison has really nice long hair flowing down her back. She has a pretty face. I wish I could tell you more about her, especially about her looks, but we never got to the part where the clothes come off. Why? Because something made me decide, right as we were doing the intro chit chat thing, that I had to get outa there and fast.
It wasn't the small basement sort-of studio apartment that did it, rather, it was the incredible mess!! I had never ever ever in my life seen so much mess. In an apartment that seems to be about 600 square feet, you can almost not see the furniture because of the mess of clothes piled high. There is only one place to sit and that is on the bed, as the rest of the furniture has at least 2 feet deep of clothing piled on it. Everywhere you look is clothing, laundry (some of it looking unwashed), all kinds of things strewn all over the place, fairly full ashtrays in a few places. I even saw 4 green overflowing garbage bags on the floor beside the sink. No smell, but stuff all over. It was just such a horrible mess that I couldn't block it out of my mind.
So despite my having driven all the way out to Carleton Place, I just bolted. Sorry to say, I wish I hadn't done that and maybe should have left Allison some of the promised funds, but something came over me and I just opened up the door and ran and ran and ran.
Quite an experience for sure, nothing I ever expected. So my recommendation to terbies is, if you can handle the extreme disorder (and I do mean extreme), if you can somehow overlook that, Allison may be a real nice gal and you could have a good time. But this one is just not for me.
