I'm in love with a Prostitute

Just back from a session with Marie. She's hot for me again, seeing her again tomorrow with a 7.5% discount! Get in! Update soon.

@Quent wrote:... Get in! Update soon.

I thought you just 'got in'?

@Quent wrote:Just back from a session with Marie. She's hot for me again, seeing her again tomorrow with a 7.5% discount! Get in! Update soon.

Great news

it's faux voyeurism in this thread

I love this thread. I think it's about time Quent updated us on his lovelife.

Reviving threads from August... You bored Tash?

I really hope not. Utter guff.

Lt. Boon wrote:Reviving threads from August... You bored Tash?

I like reading it, makes me laugh. And as we're busy tonight I thought some of the newer members might like to read it.

Laughed my bollox off. I'd have loved to have had my two penneth of comments. Magoo and RT was as funny as Morecambe and Wise at times!!

Back in view, Quents search for love.

This really is worth a read for all the new members that haven't seen it!

It was funny, I recommend it.

Blimey was this over a year ago??? It only seems like last month!

Ah good old Largehat as well what  the fuck insect flew up his bum and pissed him off.

Quent was such a charming character and not one to take offence either so why suddenly quit when he was on such a good run?

James Woods is just the kind of Avatar our beloved Natasha would come up with just a thought.

Funniest thread ever on here. Thanks Nat.

It was funny for the first 8 pages. He milked the life out of this

I reckon Marie offered to give up Hooking if Quent offered to give up telling everyone on an internet forum all her business

@Boggersbelief wrote:It was funny for the first 8 pages. He milked the life out of this

THIS vary good when your waiting in a airport

Bump

@BoltonTillIDie wrote:Bump

 There certainly was a lot of bumping in this thread if i remember correctly 

@Norpig wrote:

@BoltonTillIDie wrote:Bump

 There certainly was a lot of bumping in this thread if i remember correctly 

One of the best threads ever!

just read the whole thing and it is brilliant, we need to get Magoo back on here as his comments had me pissing myself 

@BoltonTillIDie wrote:Bump

Cheers! I have 2 hours to burn at Porto airport so this will fill some of the time nicely.

Yep....very entertaining! 

May as well join in!....I have a golfing buddy who is very open about hiring prostitiutes, even though he has a very appealing, long-term girlfriend.

We often go for a golf break to The Sporting Manor at Okehampton. Highly recommended, guys! Great value. Any sport you like and lots of other leisure pursuits such as arts and crafts, walking in the glorious countryside, fishing, horse-riding, outdoor chess on a giant, lawn-cut board. 6 golf courses, bowling, clay-pigeon shooting etc etc. TV/videos in chalet bedrooms
All meals included. Lots for children to do.

Anyway, we usually go down in a group of 6, split into 2 groups of 3 for competitions in many different pursuits over the week. 

But last time we went, there were just 5 of us, so divided into a 3-ball and a 2-ball. I got paired with the guy mentioned above who saw this as a chance for a week with a prostitute or two, knowing that his girlfriend would never find out.

The two of us finished way before the threesome and sat in the bar to wait, I thought, for the others. But it turned out that Jack-the-lad had phoned an agency to arrange for some random tart to meet us in the bar. I wouldn't have had a problem with that (it's what he likes to do), except that he excused himself when she walked in and buggered off "for a shower" and left me to keep the girl occupied in the meantime. I'm not usually lost for words but couldn't think of a blind thing to say to her. Worse stiill, he'd left me to pay for the drinks!   All very awkward! 

Our other 3 mates arrived in the bar and I had to do all the introductions and some sort of whispered explanation to them. 
 Matey-boy rolled back into the bar about 5 minutes later, just in time to see the tart he'd ordered about to walk out with one of his mates from the 3-ball! She naturally demanded money for the half-hour+ she'd had to spend with me (!), and gave him a piece of her mind in language I'd never heard a young lady use before.......

Not sure if we can ever gel as a group of pals again.....but very sure that we will not be welcome at Okehampton again!

I think you have just restarted the Quent thread okocha.

Here's a thing. I snitched on a mate who was hiring call girls during our trips working away. His wife was a good friend of the family, and this guy always taunted me about being a goody two shoes.
He arrived back at the hotel, girl in tow, to find his wife in his room. The cops had to be called when it all kicked off.
It was hilarious. We never really got on after that. I'd warned him, but he didn't think I was serious.

You never got on after that? I wonder why.

@xmiles wrote:You never got on after that? I wonder why.  

He was a creep. Had some odd porn habits I've been told.

Thoroughly enjoyable reading this again.
Great story, which reminds me of the reason I suggested we revisit it in the first place.
I just want to know..
* Is the story actually true or is it (quote) a big fat lie (unquote)?
* Is "Quent" a "fake account"?
* Does anyone actually give a fuck on either count?
Personally i don't - it was entertaining, well written and provocative.
Although I do miss Magoo's thoughtful insights - and several of the other contributors now departed.

And for the record...
In the 70s I was on holiday with an American mate in Singapore. We were working in Qatar and the plan was for my girlfriend to fly out from England and his girlfriend to fly out from LA and we'll all meet up for a holiday. Only I split up with my girlfriend a fortnight before we flew out so the first night he and his girlfriend did the decent thing and came out to the club in our hotel for a couple of hours before they left (they hadn't seen each other for 3 months) and I was left on my tod in the club. I was dancing with a girl and went back to my seat at the bar to find another more attractive girl with my jacket over her shoulders chatting with her mate. So we got chatting and we were about to go to my room for a threesome when some Danish bloke muscled in and invited us all to his penthouse suite (company paid) so we duly obliged. 
Suite was amazing but fuck me he was a boring cnut so after an hour I made my apologies and went to my room as I was knackered after the flight that day and it was going nowhere.
Ten minutes later there was a knock on my door and it was both girls.
They stayed the night and next morning the Americans knocked on to do the tourist thing. I was still in bed with the girls and mate walked in, took one look and suggested we catch up in a couple of hours. Didn't say a word about the girls.
I genuinely thought it was my youthful good looks but it became apparent - even though they didn't actually say it - that they wanted paying. I didn't as they'd had free drinks, free accommodation for the night and I bought them supper the next night. And i did take one of them to Bali - our next stop -  for a week. Suited me fine as I was still pissed off with the now ex-girlfriend and needed company.
But I did get a dose for my troubles and had to go off the booze and on the penicillin when I got back.
And to top things off, my mate, who hadn't said a word about it whilst we were on holiday - must have mentioned the two birds in bed thing as all the staff gave me knowing looks and made jokey comments for at least a month after we got back.
My one and only experience with a prostitute. And I was too naive at the time to know that she was one.