Hello Terbites and ladies
I have not been a very active member on the board but I do appreciate the posts and insight. I debated whether I should post my experience but in the interest of public safety and knowledge-sharing among hobbyists, I think it is the right thing to do. My apology if this is not the right forum to post so mods please feel free to move it around.
There are always 2 sides to the story so I will not post any name, location, ad or phone number. You are free to draw your own conclusions, with your own background, knowledge and experience. I am not accusing anyone of anything. I will try to be as detailed as I can but feel free to ask any relevant questions. Without further ado
Background
I met a Service Provider (SP) via Backpage (BP) last week and had a good time at her incall place. Let's call her Girl X. Looking back, there was no real red flag, except for the fact the SP instructed me to be present at an intersection before she would let me know the physical address. I thought it was a little bit over the top but her explanation is because of safety reason, some clients booked appointments but never showed. Fair enough.
Main Story
Fast forward to yesterday. Girl X asked me to come over for another session and I had time so I obliged. Approaching the incall place, I could see a fellow hanging out in the front porch. I asked him whether I could come in to see Girl X and he told me that's not her real name and she doesn't live there, rather she borrows the room. I appreciated all the little details but that's not why I was there so I asked him whether Girl X is inside (we exchanged texts prior and my understanding is she was inside) and whether I could come in. He said no and told me to confirm with Girl X again via texts.
I went back to my car and drove away and Girl X texted me to apologize she was running late from her other job. She asked me to turn around and she would be there in a few seconds. I parked the car and could see the aforementioned fellow getting into a car a little further down the road. Girl X asked me if I would be up for a BJ in a nearby park. I thought it is somewhat odd, why drive in blizzard-like condition (yesterday afternoon) to engage in intimate activity in public but the little head was thinking more than the big head at the time so I said fine.
As I followed Girl X's car, the big head took over and I was running through all sorts of questions: Why go to the park in this weather (I was told later she did not have access to the room at the time), why is that fellow in the car (I was told later she was going to drop him off at the store), what will happen when we get to the park...I just didn't get a good vibe and luckily, there was also family emergency right at the time so I made a right turn at the light and here I am
I honestly don't know what would happen if I went to the park and I prefer not to think about those scenarios. It took me some time yesterday to compose myself before I can post my story today (while the experience is still fresh).
It is possible Girl X and her friend may come across this story (this is an open Internet discussion board after all
and if they do read this and want to offer their side of the story, they are more than welcome to do so 
There are always 2 sides to the story so I will not post any name, location, ad or phone number. You are free to draw your own conclusions, with your own background, knowledge and experience. I am not accusing anyone of anything. I will try to be as detailed as I can but feel free to ask any relevant questions. Without further ado
Background
I met a Service Provider (SP) via Backpage (BP) last week and had a good time at her incall place. Let's call her Girl X. Looking back, there was no real red flag, except for the fact the SP instructed me to be present at an intersection before she would let me know the physical address. I thought it was a little bit over the top but her explanation is because of safety reason, some clients booked appointments but never showed. Fair enough.
Main Story
Fast forward to yesterday. Girl X asked me to come over for another session and I had time so I obliged. Approaching the incall place, I could see a fellow hanging out in the front porch. I asked him whether I could come in to see Girl X and he told me that's not her real name and she doesn't live there, rather she borrows the room. I appreciated all the little details but that's not why I was there so I asked him whether Girl X is inside (we exchanged texts prior and my understanding is she was inside) and whether I could come in. He said no and told me to confirm with Girl X again via texts.
I went back to my car and drove away and Girl X texted me to apologize she was running late from her other job. She asked me to turn around and she would be there in a few seconds. I parked the car and could see the aforementioned fellow getting into a car a little further down the road. Girl X asked me if I would be up for a BJ in a nearby park. I thought it is somewhat odd, why drive in blizzard-like condition (yesterday afternoon) to engage in intimate activity in public but the little head was thinking more than the big head at the time so I said fine.
As I followed Girl X's car, the big head took over and I was running through all sorts of questions: Why go to the park in this weather (I was told later she did not have access to the room at the time), why is that fellow in the car (I was told later she was going to drop him off at the store), what will happen when we get to the park...I just didn't get a good vibe and luckily, there was also family emergency right at the time so I made a right turn at the light and here I am
I honestly don't know what would happen if I went to the park and I prefer not to think about those scenarios. It took me some time yesterday to compose myself before I can post my story today (while the experience is still fresh).
It is possible Girl X and her friend may come across this story (this is an open Internet discussion board after all