Another true war story --- early in my mongering years (like 20 years ago) after much back and forth and one failed attempt (a no show,(I guess I couldn't read a red flag at a young and tender age) finally went to see a young independent lady in the Bronx on my way to work in the morning for a body rub. Got there, gave her the money, got undressed, but she was tentative about getting totally nude at first, keeping her undies on. About 3 mins in she raises up saying she hears something and all of a sudden a guy busts into the room and starts calling her all kinds of names an shaking her threatening to beat her up - well, I set the world's record for grabbing my clothes, leaving the apartment (it was a mutli family home) and got dressed in the hallway, and ran to the security of my car and drove on to work . The guy looked like he could have broke my ass in two. hallway to work I realized that I only had one sock on so I had to stop and get a new pair. I'll never forget that ..
It was obviously a set up .////
Lessons learned - avoid the Bronx if possible, and $5 pussy is $5 dollar pussy