Back in the day when phone chatlines were all the rage i must have met over 50 women off them.For those that dont know a chatline was a number you phoned to talk to other men or women who were also phoning in from all over the UK.One of my most memorable were for all the wrong reasons.It was a Saturday afternoon and i was trawling the chatlines for a hook up.This was before the days of mobiles being smart so you could only text or phone on them.I struck up a conversation with a girl that stayed in the Glasgow area.We got on really well and her description she gave of herself sounded nice and she liked the sound of me.So i set off to her place.It took a while to get there with excitement and trepidation coursing through my veins at what was going to happen once we met.People freely gave out their adresses back then too so it was just a case of finding her place.As soon as i entered the area she lived in which i had never been to i realised it was quite a rough rundown area so my hopes were low that this was going to be a success.On arrival at her door i was greeted by mary she had described herself to a tee 26yr old(i was 30 at the time) haircut glasses wearer and slim with a 30 C bust.Very cute she was too.I was invited in and ushered into the living room.She had invited a friend over as safety incase i was a nutjob.We all sat and chatted away having drinks and about an hour in mary said to her friend to go as she felt safe.After she went we continued chatting getting on like a house on fire.It was getting late and it was dark out.There was then a knock at the door so mary went to see who it was.I heard another female voice and then an older looking woman came walking into the room and plonked herself on the couch…..let me know if you want me to continue. |
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