Same thing happened to me. Respectable (or so I thought so) local escort. Arranged the meeting in a local motel room. I arrived, she called in the credit card # and we proceeded to get down to business. She was decent, really got into it. I mean moaning and all, hips grinding, bucking like a bronco. Rocked my world. Little did I know the little bitch had other plans. Damn ho and pimp went fucking christmas shopping on my dime. I have never seen such a large purchase of lube in my life. That was a real bitch explaining that one to my wife.
