This happened to me back in 2007 (I just copied it from an old post I made)........
Ok, it's Sunday night, I've been working around the homestead all day and I am watching Hart's War on the History Channel and surfing Lava Life (the phone system)
I get a call from "Monica", blah blah, I can tell she's escorting, but no matter, I figure I'll see what the deal is.
For some reason, she doesn't want to quote prices over the system, instead wants me to call her, but I persist with the pricing, and she finally quotes me:
60 for oral
100 for FS
120 for "stay the hour"
I think to myself, hmmm, I don't know this chick, so I'll opt for the oral. I could really use a nice BJ right now. So what the hell, even though it's 2:30 in the morning......ah, shoulda known.
Monica lives or should I say "resides" in an apartment on Keele, north of Sheppard. She wants my cell number to ensure I'm on the level.
I head over there and I park at the Mall rather than the visitor's parking lot and leave my wallet in the car, just carrying cash. I figure that if this turns out to be a set up, I'm not carrying anything more than 100 in cash.
I meet Monica and we proceed to go back to her apt. She seems nice enough, we exchange pleasantries, she tells me about her crazy possesive ex BF that she was engaged to who would make her call him if she even went to the mall (he must have known something) and that they broke up, etc. etc.
We took care of the donation - 60 for oral, with 40 in my pocket should I choose to upgrade, which I don't tell her about. The phone rings and she disconnects it. I'm thinking, "not the never ending ringing phone"
Off comes the pants and Monica sets about sucking Mr. Happy.
After literally 3 strokes........
BANG BANG BANG on the door of the apt.
She stops and says "It's my friend, she was over here earlier and I told her that I had someone coming over, I think she wants her keys"
I'm thinking, this is fucked up, answer it later, but no.
BANG BANG BANG
"Hang on" she yells
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
She get up and tells me just wait, but put my pants on.
BANG BANG BANG BANG
She answers the door and I hear a male voice and she starts to yell (I'm figuring that this her BF, or worse)
More yelling, this guy comes around the corner with another guy. There's fucking 2 of them.
AND HE LOOKS PISSED OFF.
"Who the fuck are you?" he yells.
She yells back, "This is my friend"
I'm thinking - this is not good and I'm not where I should be and there are 2 of them.
She says to me, "this is my brother"
YOUR BROTHER????
He's pissed off and he says to her, "you changed the locks, what the fuck are you doing changing the locks on my apartment"
(HIS APARTMENT I am thinking)
She says, "get out of here or I am going to tell dad"
Seriously "I'm going to tell Dad"
He focuses on me again - "Who the fuck are you?"
"Get out of my apartment"
I figure here's my chance, "Exactly what I was thinking"
She's yelling at him, he's yelling at her, the other guy is just stading there, and I've just put my pants on and my shirt is sticking out of my fly.
On go the shoes with no socks and I am out the fucking door to let psycho Sergio deal with his sister.
I hit the elevators just as he decides to come running down the hall.
Fortunately, it was one of those eleators where the close door button actually works and the door closes just in time. (Seriously)
I'm still thinking that he's going to come down the stairs but by now I don't care because I am out of the apt. and outside where I can handle it much better than being in some guy's apt with his sister and my shirt hanging out of my fly.
As it turns out Sergio decides that he's not that interested in a row with me and get in my car and count my blessings.
As I am driving home, my cell phone rings.
It's Monica appologizing for that little fiasco and saying that her brother just wanted to come back and pick up some suit cases he had in the apt.
"At 3:00 in the morning?"
She went on to say that she felt bad and for me to come back - I say NO WAY. She then offers to give me the money back in the morning. I'm touched but no. (It's noon now and she still hasn't called.)
Anyway, what a fucking bizzare incident and a lesson to me.
So, if you happen to be on LL and hear a woman on Keele and Sheppard offering her services, I'd recommend you avoid.