A strange thing

[justabloke]

I had just climbed into bed for the night at about midnight when there was a knock on my apartment door. Grabbed a pair of jeans and stumbled out to see who it was. As I couldn't see anybody through the peephole, I walked into the corridor and found myself staring at a pretty hot chick in what I can only describe as standard working girl outfit. She asked if I was 'Ben' then asked if I knew where he lived. Seems like 'Ben' is a player too

Anyway, we had a quick chat when I made it clear that I knew what she was doing. She left me her number for the next time. She called me a half hour later asking if I was interested in taking Ben's now vacant appointment, but I declined as I don't do anything without checking these hallowed pages first. If anyone knows 'Jasmine' (512 784 1585) I would be glad to hear what you thought of her. She's certainly pretty easy on the eye, even at that time of night and unasked for.

[Yssup Rider]

oops

[InU]

http://austin.backpage.com/FemaleEscorts/4681216

Looks pretty tasty and check out them nips. Maybe, just maybe?

[ofcoursenot]

Maybe the guy across the hall from you wanted to check her out, so he called and gave her a phony name and your address. He was probably watching when she came to your door...

[conservative44]

That just sounds too odd.. and for a hooker to go randomly knocking on doors. Normally, hookers just call if they need help with directions. I would check any regulars you see for outcalls to see if they involuntarily referred you. I know there are a lot of hobbyists out there but C'mon. What are the odds? Sounds fishy, which is better than smelling fishy of course.

[Howler]

I had a similar thing happen to me in an old apartment in Houston. I was in bed, knock on door, I get up and answer and there is an attractive but obviously working lady there. I was fresh out of bed (pajama pants, t-shirt, and mussed hair), so she immediately knew I wasn't her date. This was when cell phones weren't everyday items, and she asked if she could use my phone. She dialed a number, had a short conversation about apartment numbers, then said thank you and left. I never let on that I knew exactly what she was doing, though I'm sure she knew.

In hindsight I should have asked for her number, but it was so freaky I wasn't thinking straight.

[Maxeen Monroe]

It can happen. Several years ago, it happened to me. It was an outcall to a hotel. I knock on the door and a guy answers. I smile and say "Hi honey!" He looks confused and then starts laughing! He said "You have the wrong room darlin!" I look at the number on the door. . .correct #. I apologize for the intrusion and go call my client. There were apparently two of the same named hotels in different spots in Austin and I had the wrong one. YIKES! I NEVER made that mistake again!

[missi hart]

this definitely refutes the old axiom that "you'll never meet anyone if you stay at home, because when will a sexy girl ever randomly knock on your door..."