Dubai Reports

[Global Surfer]

Went to Regal a couple of days ago. After Ramadan quality and age both seem to have increased, although it is bit difficult to judge the age in darkness and under makeup. Opening price of A listers is still AED 1000, although manage to bring one down to AED 600 for four hours. Half Turkish half Uzbek and very cooperative. Definitely 8/10 for service

[Poonhound69]

I decide I'm either hungry or tired. I call a few places and no one will deliver (it's 4:30 am). CJ

Look for eat and drink restaurant and/or jebal al noor.

They're one of those juice and grill places that also does chines and lebanese pretty much around the clock.

Just the thing after a late night orgy

[Poonhound69]

WB:

I would suggest one of the several freehold furnished apartments that are available to tourists monthly with a deposit.

These are available to tourists on visit visa and in case something goes down in the apartment (eg jealous filipina fakes a suicide attempt as a cry for help), one of the 6 like minded guys isnt the official tennant.

You know... a few of us ought to pitch in and rent a furnished 1 bedroom apartment somewhere discreet and conveniently located. Would certainly come in handy for very obvious reasons.

Pretty easy to co-ordinate a schedule between 5 or 6 like minded guys.

Decent places now are pretty affordable and will be so much cheaper than upmarket incalls and way better than AMPs.

Much cheaper over the course of a year too, rather than resorting to hotels etc.

Just thinking.

WB

[Poonhound69]

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long, strange and slow. be warned.

feeling verbose.

dialogue is paraphrased from memory and nowhere near accurate.


it sounds like a slow penthouse letter to me too.. nah maybe even expatwomen advice column.

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i tend to lay off mongering during ramadan. since i hardly ever do the club scene, and feel that my usual amps and casual contacts get a little riskier. i normally focus on the wife or the non-p4p tourist freebie scene.

on the way back from a dull professional association iftar, i decided to swing by the golden triangle. perfectly innocent i assure you. i always like to spend aed 5 in gasoline to save aed 2 in atm fees.

turning left out of the atm something on my right catches my peripheral vision. no joy in the rear view as two women were blocking out the one i could barely see but was inexplicably interested in. the larger woman was shaking her fist at the taxi that was pulling away.

i pull an illegal u-turn because my heart was strangely beating faster and my hair was standing on end. blood was rushing to my head and time was slowing down.

looked like mother and grandma shepherding a 4'10" honey blonde nymph.they were marching steadily with a purpose not looking in either direction. the older ladies looked tired. they all had lots of bags. i recognized sun and sands, next, river island, paris gallery, and grandma had a big bag of kfc.

my nymph looked like a delicate rose among thorns. feminine and soft, yet walked with the lithe grace of a dancer. i had to have her... if she was old enough.

my eyes scanned the street for parking. none. i had no idea if they were in the game, so i really wanted to avoid driving up to them in a heavily tinted suv and starting a conversation.

after ruling out parking illegally i took another u-turn and went after them, lowering my window.

"you have problem with taxi? he cheat you? i ask mommy in my best concerned citizen voice."

"moo-duck! he bastard" was the curt to the point reply.

i am sorry about that. sometimes taxi bastard. you want i call other taxi for you? or can i drive you to your hotel? you are on holiday, yes?

dont ask me why my english was breaking, but it did. luckily i didnt talk loud and slow like a stereotypical obnoxious american abroad.

while grandma started eying me suspiciously throught the window and muttering something unintelligble. i got a closer look at the nymph. she had light green grey eyes and ethereal translucent skin. lush pink lips, a cups, flat stomach, and a womanly curve to her hips that defied the slenderness everywhere else. 4'10" was an exageration. she was wearing purpet velvet heeled ankle boots, atleast 3-4 inches high! mommy looked close to 40, and granny looked to be pushing 60. mom had the same green grey eyes but granny's were brown. mommies hair was brown and grandma's mostly grey

i noticed some lookie lous heading this way and decided to step out of the car before the convention started. i had the jacket hanging on the passenger seat but was in a nice pinstriped suit and my shoes were shined to perfection. i'm very early 30s and i clean up nice with a shave and a haircut. granma got less suspicious looking and nymph and mommy looked at each other for a sec.

i point to the main road. "can catch taxi from there, you want i bring taxi? you have too many bags."

you take us spinney market and to house? mommy asked. her tone had changed. you are work in bank?

yes i lied. whatever turns you on.

mommy got in the front seat, with nymph and granny in the back. being a gentleman, i opened the doors for them and was rewarded with a tantalizing flash of thigh (not grannys).

their strong perfume clashed rather unpleasantly in the confined space, and kfc didnt help, but i grinned and bore it.

they were now chatting and giggling in a language i didnt recognize. mommy was now leering at me.

she is your mother? i ask mommy, pointing at granny.

yes, and she my sister said mommy, looking around her seat at nymph. i'm glad she said that, coz i was going to ask mommy nymph was her daughter!

(big sister, not mommy ... but i'll stay consistent)

you are dancer? ballerina? i ask nymph. she nods, smiles, and it lights up my world. i notice she appears very drunk with her own beauty, and moves and gestures very melodramatically. you are 18 i ask?

no! 19! she pouts, as if it is all the difference in the world.

she 19 mommy confirms, me? (pointing between her breasts)

maybe 31, i lie hoping to flatter. she was definitely atleast 40.

no 30! mommy says pouting.

i pull into the main road and head towards spinneys.

grandma muttered something unintelligible frantically. stop car now! mommy screamed. stop car now !. ice ran down my spine! what the hell was wrong? i pulled into the service road before ramada (opposite jockeys/panorama), and parked. mommy still screaming stop! stop taxi! so i turn off the ignition and ask what the problem is.

nymph pulls a purse out of one of the shopping bags and grandma grabs it and hugs it to her bosom. mommy laughs relieved.

ok, we go now, mommy says putting her hand over mine on the gearshift and smiling . i turn the ignition and ....................................... nothing! i do it again, and i get clicking. the car is quickly getting stifling without the ac and i lower the windows, encouraging one lookie lou, who starts craning his neck and trying to interpret the scene.

what problem asks mommy? she tries to move my 4wd gearshift as i am cranking, annoying the hell out of me.

i say, maybe battery or alternator.

she tries to force the lever into 4wd again, and i take her hand off shaking my head.

you scream stop, stop!... my car has heart attack!

mommy laughs.

we go house walking, mommy says. you come? me husband eat outside. faced with a broken down car, a short time window and a worsening situation i decide to correct the mixup.

i like your sister. she very beautiful.
you like she? mommy asks disappointed
granny cackles, and starts excitedly muttering.
you like me? nymph smiles coyly playing with her gauzy purple wrap.

you want to come dancing with me? i ask nymph, wondering what i was going to do if she agrees, car-less and needing to get back home before wifey got too suspicious.

not can go out. my husband come one hour. he angry. mommy replies. you come with me house and go quickly.

not you go dance, she go dance, i say pointing at nymph. why he angry if she go? (i was confused, and out of my depth).

he very angry, is muslim.

great! perfect!

maybe tomorrow? can we meet tomorrow? i ask.

no, we back tomorrow. go tomorrow home. nymph says.

lets go i say to nymph. we dance in your room.

she was obviously enjoying 'beating her sister', and a blush had spread accross her skin. she points to a tray of ferrero rocher on the back seat.
says 'this', and my silver cufflinks 'this' and mp3 player 'this', and says "500 dollars"

her sister started yelling at her and grandma went back to cackling.

she crazy. mommy said. you come, dance me, my room. no this, this ,this,(pointing), no money. i like you. you good man. she runs her finger down my jaw.

i'm sorry, i like her, i say pointing at nymph and then tapping my heart.

mommy smacks the dashboard, saying "du"-something.

then she says, must quickly. 20 minute.
ok, i say and nod

no talking. walk back. very back. not talking. talking problem.
ok.

you condon.
ok. i have condom.

i beat door, you come out now
ok.

you take bag. all bag.
ok. not the chicken. i'll take everything else.

i do the math in my head.
mp3 player was a freebie with another purchase.
cufflinks had sentimental value and would be hard to explain. i'll keep em.
chocolate was for wifey but easy to replace.

i'm sure as hell not paying 500 dollars for 20 minutes. maaybe 500 aed for an
hour, but not on top of all this drama and becoming a sweaty pack horse.

i explain that the cufflinks were my father's, she asks for my montblanc pen. since that was also apparently my father's, she took two latin cds and a leatherbound montblanc notebook (fake) instead.

thats when i pulled out my monger wallet with only 250 aed inside. i i'm tired of typing out the conversation but soon i was walking 30 steps behind them carrying 12 bags and trying to look inconspicuous.

not having change for the parking meter had to buy 2 dirhams for 5 from the lookielou. this gave them the 30 step headstart.

after a long brisk march they got to their building and called over the watchman.

they gave him a some money and pointed at a shop. he nodded several times and headed that way. grandma stayed there waiting for him while the two went down into the parking garage waving me over quickly and pointing to the back of the guard.

i got the hint and hustled over as fast as i could while carrying over 12 bags.

once they got down into the parking garage they started laughing excitedly while mommy pointed to the empty parking spot.

they pointed out several cars, seemingly deciding who was there from her floor.

once we got to the floor, there was more cloaks and daggers as they peered around to see who was looking, made me stand in the stairwell as they unlocked the door, and took the bags in, then had me bend over to stay under another apartment peephole.

finally we were inside. well furnished but smelling of smoke.

my husband, mommy said pointing at a big picture. she then opened the door for grandma after checking the peephole.

quickly. 20 minute.

my nymph (s) led me by the hand to her room giggling, ferrero rocher in the other hand.

i undress her and am happy to find the same flawles soft skin all over her body. she is so tiny without heels, at most, 40kg with most of the weight near her ass. tiiny waist, washboard abs stopping just short of a six pack. still, there is nothing emaciated about her, no xylophone ribs, toned yet soft all over.

oh. i almost forgot, a little runway strip to tell me she's a natural blonde.

just a minature perfect little woman.

no sucking. she's muslim. its haram.
bummer. bj is huge for me, and ideally nutsucking.

but she can do no wrong, hot ferrero kisses quickly get me in shape, and i'm raring to go but i stretch it out.

i tease her , play with her. one pink nipple is a lot bigger than the other but the other is more sensitive.

i start in mish, her pelvic bone is very obvious in mish, lift her legs onto my chest, and then over my shoulder. i thought i knew what spinner meant before, but she was as flexible as a rageddy ann doll. we then move to doggy and that gorgeous ass and wasp waist. she is uncomfortable in cowgirl so we go back to doggy.

she is so fucking tight.

i then lift her completely and wrap her thighs around my waist do her standing. i've done this before but have never managed it for so long.

i flip her to loud giggles and daty with her thighs on my shoulders and her hair brushing my cock and nuts. apparently daty is not haram. she kisses my cockhead close mouthed but goes no further.

20 minutes are approaching. time has gone by in a blur. her little moans are driving me nuts and i feel like a teenager again.

i set her on a footstool, lean her forward against her closet, arch her back and take her from behind, squeezing her tits and using them for leverage as i pummel her disproportionate ass.

she doesnt really know how to back it up into me, but it doesnt matter as i am no longer thinking, or caring. i just want mine. i'm smacking into her, and she is moaning my fake name, saying fuck fuck fuck, moaning, driving me insane.

the banging on to door starts.

i have to get this nut.

i cross one of her legs in front of the other and jack hammer away, turning her mouth back to me and demolighing it, inhaling her neck struggling to reach her lips.

more knocking and then the door opens, mommy is standing there frowning as i maul her little sis.

sis is reaching back and clawing me. i had to hide the marks at home for a week, but fortunately wifey was under the weather.

mommy storms out and slams the door shut and i peak out of the blue, innundating the condom. i tried to keep going for her but the pattern had broken. she started saying no. one minute. no.

i collapse onto the bed and she jumps on me, kissing my forehead and slapping me playfully.

i ask for her number. she asks for my phone. i dont remember my monger number and that phone is in the car.

she says no phone. phone problem.

in eid 6 o clock, you look here (pointing at balcony). now you go.

i asked her where she was from and she said ukraine, but i think she's lying.

i somehow got dressed and out of the apartment, with mommy indicating me to duck under the other peephole again.

i walked back to my car, got my jumper cables out and looked for help. if it was one of you brothers that came by that day near ramada in the landrover, thank you.

broke every rule in the book

paid in advance
did not establish menu
went to risky venue with potential aggressive brother in law

crazy, crazy.

but came out ok.

[Mjolnir 213]

Struggling to get used to the mundane life again - still not found any gems in New Dubai since Christina packed it all up - hopefully there's a week of fun in December comming up. Cannot Wait!!

You know... a few of us ought to pitch in and rent a furnished 1 bedroom apartment somewhere discreet and conveniently located. Would certainly come in handy for very obvious reasons.

Pretty easy to co-ordinate a schedule between 5 or 6 like minded guys.

Decent places now are pretty affordable and will be so much cheaper than upmarket incalls and way better than AMPs.

Much cheaper over the course of a year too, rather than resorting to hotels etc.

Just thinking.

WB

[Mjolnir 213]

I have recently tried Victoria myself and my experience is similer to this report in nearly every aspect.

I got her for 800 for 2 hours.

FYI she has an ad posted in the Classifieds section

I've since had her over several times.

Apologies for ruining the DFK thing for you Accpiters. But you just HAD to ask didn't you!

Next time, I will just tell you we only snuggled and held hands for 14 hours.

She's got a new look now actually. Curly hair and mostly has dropped the geeky glasses.

I soon learned that they were only cosmetic anyway. Crafty little devil!

But thats exactly what drew me to her in the first place. Those glasses.

Have a good weekend fuckers!

WB

[Accipiters]

Yesterday after typing 3 FRs I wasnt in the mood to go into the details of my last night, what actually happened was I called up Aida, and she showed up at my door bang on time.

Now, first the meet and greet happened, she was adamant on showing me how much she has missed me during the time I was away.

After a while, she asked me to pay right away. I was taken aback a bit, because with her, I have never paid this early, always paid in the morning. But on her insistence I was compelled to ask what the fuck was going on? She told me that aparantly, I didnt pay her last time, well this is not the case, as I clearly remember paying her 1.5k because she was having some rent issues, and I can clearly remember the lovin she gave me for that!

Anyhow, after explaining my stance, she started acting weird and told me that I should pay 1.5k to her instead of the usual 1 and pay upfront! now it was getting kind of ridiculous, as I had a hard night at premier and had bit too much to drink, so I said to her that I ONLY pay in the morning, and I will ONLY pay what is the usual, if she is fine with it then she can stay otherwise she can go and fuck herself.

Understanding my frustration, she decided to stay and working extra hard to make up for pissing me off, it was a great performance, in the morning when I took some money out of my wallet to pay her, she decided that since we are almost like a couple now, I should give her a present. Well, ok, a present, fine.... I can go out and get her a bag of crisps or something, but then she said that she likes a necklace at the gold souk, costing 5k, and I should get that for her. In an attampt to not to hurt her feeling, or maybe not wanting to board the flight totally pissed off, I said I might get that for her when I am back next month, and since the gold souk is closed at 6 in morning, there is no chance I can get that for her now.

She suggested that I pay her cash and she will get it herself, upon my refusal, she countered that she will pay 1k and I should bear the remaining 4k and that too with teary eyes!!! WTF????!!

Anyhow it took a lot of patience to get her out of the hotel and finally pack my shit up!

Now what I dont understand is, why the fuck she decided to fuck up a totally great situation we had going on? I was always perfectly nice to her, paid her more than we agreed, got her a couple small gifts and still she decided to ruin her chances to get a back from me anytime soon!

I have noticed that about me, even though I dont like keeping a girlfriend at home, I end up having a temporary one whereever I go.

I should grow a pair and leave the intimacy at home to the girlfriend (that I should have, keeping in view my emotional neediness) and have a fuckfest based on swapping of fluids when I go out!

Let me know your ways of handling such situations.

And yeah I should stop lying too! I love to cook up stories about me, aparantly I am an underwear model for D&G in Lithuania (sp?) and also in the mind of some girl I am a zoologist trying to get Kangaroos in DXB, not by importing from down under, trying to breed them through different animals!!

[Steve Dubai]

These reports date back to July, so hopefully I am not wasting anybody’s time by posting these, as I guess the info is still relevant.

My first day was July 20th

That was the same night WB & Neurones bailed and left me in the Music Room with 4 Fili girls - was one of my last nights of my summer bachelor days.

Struggling to get used to the mundane life again - still not found any gems in New Dubai since Christina packed it all up - hopefully there's a week of fun in December comming up. Cannot Wait!!

[Cj9779]

it was first night back in dubai, and i thought i had all the bases covered. i e-mailed the internet agency that i had corresponded with a couple times before and asked if the girl i was interested was available for outcall. they responded back by e- mail that she was available and asked the time.

i gave them a time and told them i lived in the marina. they came back and quoted me a much higher price (1700 aed). i told them that we agreed on 1500 two weeks ago. after some back and forth we finally settled on 1600 at 11 pm. in the mean time, i told her i didn't want any games, and if she didn't look like her photos, she would right back out the door. they asked me to send an sms to confirm the appointment time to their number (chinese). since most agencies have out of country numbers, i didn't question. i got a conformation back by sms. good to go.

i have 2 hours to kill, decide to go out and have dinner before heading back to my place. in the car a get an sms. "sorry vika is not available tonight. can me send anna instead? sorry about that. " i respond. "maybe another night, i was only interested in her. "

about 10 minutes later i get 2 sms together (foreign phones can delay). first message: "she might be available after all, give me 10 minutes. " second message: "she here now. she will be there at 11. "

i stop my car and call the chinese number. i girl with an eastern european accent answers. i asked her what was going and told her i didn't have time for games. she that vika was in another city, but just came back a few minutes ago and she was getting ready now. she would call me for directions before 11.

so i go have my dinner and head back to my place to wait. at 5 minutes 'til 11 still no contact. i call the chinese number, no answer. i send an sms at 11:05 and ask if she is running behind. i figure i'd give her until 11:15 and then look at other options.

at 11:10, my phone rings with a blocked number (i think "finally"). instead i get a guy with very broken english and a heavy asian accent. the call was very broken and staticy, but the part i could was "please give me your full address, account details, and phone number so we can wire you the deposit. " i ask the guy to repeat. finally, i hang up. he called right back. it's clearer this time. asian voice: "sir, we need your account details for we can wire the money. " me: "what money? " asian voice: "you won the grand prize, now please give us your details. " me: "are you out of your f***ing mind, who is this? " asian voice: "sir, i need your account number. " i hang up. he calls back i don't answer. 30 second later, i get an sms from the chinese number. "sorry, vika cannot make it tonight. i am really sorry. i will make you a big discount next time. "

my response "whatever, you are a scam. why are you calling for my account details. " no reply.

well now it's 11:30, so i figure i can still do a little mongering.

first stop – rattlesnakes in metropolitan. i'm no good at dealing with doormen, so i pay the 60 aed. the pickings are average to below average. mostly afrikan and asian cis way past their "sell by" date. i get my free drink (water). i don't mix alcohol with mongering. i wander around and suddenly i get a poke in my ribs. there is a girl i had in february. surprisingly after 7 months and countless other faces, she remembers me. i looked later and i still had her number in my phone. i will write a report on her later since she is still around. i was looking for something new and different, so i politely declined her advances and moved on. one more time around the bar, nothing else to see, so i moved on.

next stop – rockafellas in regal. another 100 aed is entry fee. the guy is very rude. he says give me 100 aed, no drink entry only. i stand and look at him to see if he was really going to be that direct and rude to a customer. he says again, give me 100 aed or go. cj almost tells this guy to kiss him where the sun don't shine, but i refrain and give him 100 aed. note to self to complain to regal about friendliness of door guy at a later date. inside was more cis. music is better. live band. singer is average, but the guitarist is quite skilled. at first there doesn't seem to be many girls, but for some reason, they don't stay near the door. i don't like the way this bar is laid out, as you cannot circle or see very well. you basically have to stand in one spot and look around, move to another spot, stand and move around. much more cis here, but still a little older than i look for. finally after about 30 minutes, i spot a great set of breasts attached to a kazakistan looking girl in the corner. i circle around and move in. normal dubai small talk. how are you? where are you from? etc. i hate this part. so we get to her. she says i am from russia. i call bs on her. i tell her she looks very kazak or possibly krgystan. she says, wow, you must have a lot of girlfriends. i say, i've lived in dubai for 6 years (mild exaggeration). i don't have a lot time for games, i know the system here. i look at her very direct and confidently. she immediately says, do you want a full night. i say hiw much is that. she says 1k. much lower than i am expecting as people see a nicely dressed european guy, they typically aim high. surprised by the low offer, i accept. she asked for money right away. i tell her that i have lived here a long time, and to trust me, she will get her money. she says ok and we head out.

30 minute drive back to the marina. she tells me she is really from moscow and that her mom is turkish. i don't argue, but i don't believe her either. we tell a couple stories. i tell her that i surprised by how friendly she is, and it's not like normal russian people. she laughs. this breaks the ice and we start to click.

enter cjs palace – i get her a beer at her request and i pour myself a vodka redbull. i offer her vodka, to which she says she doesn't like vodka. again i ask if she is really russian. it becomes a sort of joke for the evening.

we have a couple drinks. go out on the balcony to watch the ocean for a minute. then i give her a quick tour of the house. we end in my room and have one more drink. i excuse myself to fill up the jacuzzi. we finish our drinks and i tell her to follow me. as soon as she see the large jacuzzi full of bubbles, she is game. she strips and jumps right in. we relax with our drinks and talk some more. i little playing under the water. i ask her if she liked kissing, she says yes. we have a nice make-out session in the jacuzzi. she quickly gets very enthusiastic, finally at her request we get out and move to the bedroom. more kissing. she has great b+ to see cup with extremely erect nipples. i move onto them. after a few other little tricks i like to do (i keep those to myself), i move in for daty. she is more than ready and finished in less than a minute. i keep going but more softly to let her recover a little. she pulls me up a little and asks me to move around in the 69 position. i oblige and she begins a bbbj. no request for condom or anything. after that we move into several other positions. i can't get over her enthusiasm energy and eagerness to please. i don't do greek, so i didn't ask, but every other request was done exactly how i wanted. finally we both collapse exhausted. after a few minutes, i decide i'm either hungry or tired. i call a few places and no one will deliver (it's 4:30 am). so we chat a bit. i tell her i'm exhausted and i want to sleep. she can either sleep here or head out. she calls her ride. of course the ride cannot my place (it's off the beaten path). so i give her enough cash to get a taxi to main part of the marina. i take her number and she's off. a quick call to make sure she got outside ok, and i pass out for the night.

damages: 1000 + 15 taxi + 160 entry fees

my rating:

face: 7, probably a little low as i don't like asian looking women that much

body: 7, one small tattoo on lower back, great breasts, olive skin, no mommy marks, little pudge in the stomach, but not too bad (she called it her beer belly?)

attitude: 10, very warm and friendly, however ymmv. i'm typically an likable guy, so i have good luck in the category.

skills 9: bbbj when in 69 had a couple teeth scraps, not too bad, it was probably the awkward position (i was on top). she knew all positions and loved everything.

recommendation: she's on my speed dial. will definitely be calling her again.

cj

[IAintSpecial]

Third day was a Friday, so had a long sleep in my comfy bed till 5pm, woke up and saw a couple of texts from WB explaining how he has defiled the cute looking Victoria, you guys already know what he did to those glasses, who were the selling point, WB confirmed that he was leaving town that night so finally I can get my hands on the lovely Victoria, without wasting anytime and thinking to beat Neurones to it, I called her up and booked her for the night.

She was kind enough to ask me what I would like her to wear outside and inside. Well I don’t like slutty outfits unless it is a slutty underwear, so asked her to dress casually outside and pay attention to the undies.

She arrived bang on time, but she was stopped near the elevators by the fuckfaced asshole, who was present at the reception and even my intervention was not enough. So again we had to wait for the next hour in the lobby for her mamasan to bring her original passport. Her dress might have attracted the attention, as her idea of casual was a micro mini skirt with a tiny tube top! And it wasn’t easy sitting with her at 11 in the lobby with all the eyes glancing through, and that asshole constantly smirking.

Finally got in the room, and got to talking, and man that girl can talk!! She talked non stop for 3 hours explaining her life to me. And WB can vouch for me when I say that it was too hard not to touch those tits for that long!!

Finally decided to down to business, once she was out of her clothes, the awesomeness came out, great lingerie, slutty enough to turn me on instantly, and without wasting a moment she was down to business with a great bbbj. Finally I got to hold those gigantic tits in my hands but thay felt really really weird since they were lumpy and places and plain saggy t other, but that must be due to the recent birth she gave, and that might also explain that funny taste of her tits! By the way WB totally ruined the experience for me by telling me he came all over her face, I couldn’t kiss her AT ALL!! And DFK is one of the necessities for me.

But all in all she was worth the hype and the 1.1k I gave her. Great girl, really cute and very accommodating.

Again, her contact is available for distribution to trusted members, but you all might have got it from WB already, and those whoever refused by WB, please take a hint and don’t ask me for it either.

I have recently tried Victoria myself and my experience is similer to this report in nearly every aspect.

I got her for 800 for 2 hours.

FYI she has an ad posted in the Classifieds section

[Daft Fuzz]

Stu.. It was 315 this time around. I saw a couple more African gals in the lobby. It could be a bunch of chicks operating out of that place.

Do you think if it had been the real Jamila, she'd have come down to 500/hr? Just wondering. But you are right, I knew I'd be paying too much. But I thought the chick in the pictures was worth it. The African gal.. definitely not.

DF ("",)

This is a classic case of bait and switch;

Jamilia on expatriates.com is definitely a scam.


Stu Cazzo

[Free Happy Bird]

Greetings,

Nothing like Old School. Going to the field. Well-equipped and well prepared. Chasing and hunting the right deer; inspecting your hunt 1st hand; sealing the deal and then heading back with joy and delight. The thrill is in the game. Makes your blood rush and your mind blown away.

The Journey is the reward!

Take Care and Have Fun

Cheers,

Jimmy

So, I was in the mood for something a lil classy today. Being short of contacts, I decided to go browse through this popular classifieds website aimed at expatriates all over the world.

In the Dubai escorts' listing i found a posting by Jamila. She claimed to be of Maltese & American origin and to have just recently turned 18. I'm usually quite cynical of pictures posted on websites by independent service providers but I loved the pictures "Jamila" had put on her site -www.amazing-teen18.webs.com- (Jackson, I hope posting the website address to warn the forum of a scandal is alright).

So, I speak with Jamila over the phone (056-***9023) and quickly arrange for a 2Hr in-call arrangement at her hotel behind the Mall of Emirates. 2000 AED.

After making me wait in the lobby for about 45 mins, she asks me up to her room. And what I am faced with is a young African woman in her underwear and high heels, in a dimly lit room, trying her best to pretend to be "Jamila". I told her she looked nothing like the gal in the pictures. She had the audacity to say that I was the first person to make such a statement (must've been insisting on blindfolds I assume). I wasn't gonna pay 2000 for her, no way. I may have given in to the scam had I felt I was being offered good value for my 2k. I've seen similar gals going for 500ST at York. I left in a hurry with my 2k safely in my pocket.

On my drive back, I was wondering if the 45mins were used to orchestrate a switch. The racism angle always plays big on my mind. The women usually assume that an Indian man won't tip as well as a Caucasian or an Arab. So, I was thinking, maybe the real Jamila had checked me out as I entered the hotel, and then probably used the 45mins to call in a cheap replacement. Anyway, was thoroughly disappointed. Really wanted Jamila .

Caveat Emptor!

Went back to my regular Deira AMP. Paid 300+200 tip for the two Chinese chicks (top service!) and said goodbye to my desire to bed an upmarket sophisticated lady, at least for the time being.


DF
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[Angvil]

Just wanted to thank Accipiters for his FRs submitted I mean man oh man do you know how to describe the situations while reading your reports I felt like I was there heh.

Once again thumbs up to you Accipiters

Regards,

AJ

[Stu Cazzo]

Df

Do not feel too bad. The same thing happened to me and I am white. I saw the same ad and called the same number. I ended up in the same hotel and probably the same room (341, right?). And I was met by the same African girl trying to pass herself off as the doll in the pictures. This is a classic case of bait and switch; they just figure that most punters will go through with it once they are in the room.

You did the smart thing, and I did the same thing. I walked out also. But I will give you some advice. You need to negotiate better. She had agreed to lower her price to 500 AED for 1 hour on the telephone before I visited her.

Jamilia on expatriates.com is definitely a scam.

You have all been warned.

Stu Cazzo

So, I was in the mood for something a lil classy today. Being short of contacts, I decided to go browse through this popular classifieds website aimed at expatriates all over the world.

In the Dubai escorts' listing i found a posting by Jamila. She claimed to be of Maltese & American origin and to have just recently turned 18. I'm usually quite cynical of pictures posted on websites by independent service providers but I loved the pictures "Jamila" had put on her site -www.amazing-teen18.webs.com- (Jackson, I hope posting the website address to warn the forum of a scandal is alright).

So, I speak with Jamila over the phone (056-***9023) and quickly arrange for a 2Hr in-call arrangement at her hotel behind the Mall of Emirates. 2000 AED.

After making me wait in the lobby for about 45 mins, she asks me up to her room. And what I am faced with is a young African woman in her underwear and high heels, in a dimly lit room, trying her best to pretend to be "Jamila". I told her she looked nothing like the gal in the pictures. She had the audacity to say that I was the first person to make such a statement (must've been insisting on blindfolds I assume). I wasn't gonna pay 2000 for her, no way. I may have given in to the scam had I felt I was being offered good value for my 2k. I've seen similar gals going for 500ST at York. I left in a hurry with my 2k safely in my pocket.

On my drive back, I was wondering if the 45mins were used to orchestrate a switch. The racism angle always plays big on my mind. The women usually assume that an Indian man won't tip as well as a Caucasian or an Arab. So, I was thinking, maybe the real Jamila had checked me out as I entered the hotel, and then probably used the 45mins to call in a cheap replacement. Anyway, was thoroughly disappointed. Really wanted Jamila .

Caveat Emptor!

Went back to my regular Deira AMP. Paid 300+200 tip for the two Chinese chicks (top service!) and said goodbye to my desire to bed an upmarket sophisticated lady, at least for the time being.


DF
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[Cons68]

Of course you being Indian had nothing to do! They would have tried to cheat anyone, dark or white brown or yellow

Actually there may be a race element but not yours, this sounds suspiciously like a Brazilian girl Piper asked me to check who did not speak any portuguese.... Truth is Africans know they are at the bottom of the barrel (we may argue about the possible reasons) and they try to position themselves as anything but African.

Glad to know you managed to get out of there with your money!

So, I was in the mood for something a lil classy today. Being short of contacts, I decided to go browse through this popular classifieds website aimed at expatriates all over the world.

In the Dubai escorts' listing i found a posting by Jamila. She claimed to be of Maltese & American origin and to have just recently turned 18. I'm usually quite cynical of pictures posted on websites by independent service providers but I loved the pictures "Jamila" had put on her site -www.amazing-teen18.webs.com- (Jackson, I hope posting the website address to warn the forum of a scandal is alright).

So, I speak with Jamila over the phone (056-***9023) and quickly arrange for a 2Hr in-call arrangement at her hotel behind the Mall of Emirates. 2000 AED.

After making me wait in the lobby for about 45 mins, she asks me up to her room. And what I am faced with is a young African woman in her underwear and high heels, in a dimly lit room, trying her best to pretend to be "Jamila". I told her she looked nothing like the gal in the pictures. She had the audacity to say that I was the first person to make such a statement (must've been insisting on blindfolds I assume). I wasn't gonna pay 2000 for her, no way. I may have given in to the scam had I felt I was being offered good value for my 2k. I've seen similar gals going for 500ST at York. I left in a hurry with my 2k safely in my pocket.

On my drive back, I was wondering if the 45mins were used to orchestrate a switch. The racism angle always plays big on my mind. The women usually assume that an Indian man won't tip as well as a Caucasian or an Arab. So, I was thinking, maybe the real Jamila had checked me out as I entered the hotel, and then probably used the 45mins to call in a cheap replacement. Anyway, was thoroughly disappointed. Really wanted Jamila .

Caveat Emptor!

Went back to my regular Deira AMP. Paid 300+200 tip for the two Chinese chicks (top service!) and said goodbye to my desire to bed an upmarket sophisticated lady, at least for the time being.


DF
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