A strange thing

I had just climbed into bed for the night at about midnight when there was a knock on my apartment door. Grabbed a pair of jeans and stumbled out to see who it was. As I couldn't see anybody through the peephole, I walked into the corridor and found myself staring at a pretty hot chick in what I can only describe as standard working girl outfit. She asked if I was 'Ben' then asked if I knew where he lived. Seems like 'Ben' is a player too

Anyway, we had a quick chat when I made it clear that I knew what she was doing. She left me her number for the next time. She called me a half hour later asking if I was interested in taking Ben's now vacant appointment, but I declined as I don't do anything without checking these hallowed pages first. If anyone knows 'Jasmine' (512 784 1585) I would be glad to hear what you thought of her. She's certainly pretty easy on the eye, even at that time of night and unasked for.

oops

http://austin.backpage.com/FemaleEscorts/4681216

Looks pretty tasty and check out them nips. Maybe, just maybe?

Maybe the guy across the hall from you wanted to check her out, so he called and gave her a phony name and your address. He was probably watching when she came to your door...

That just sounds too odd.. and for a hooker to go randomly knocking on doors. Normally, hookers just call if they need help with directions. I would check any regulars you see for outcalls to see if they involuntarily referred you. I know there are a lot of hobbyists out there but C'mon. What are the odds? Sounds fishy, which is better than smelling fishy of course.

I had a similar thing happen to me in an old apartment in Houston. I was in bed, knock on door, I get up and answer and there is an attractive but obviously working lady there. I was fresh out of bed (pajama pants, t-shirt, and mussed hair), so she immediately knew I wasn't her date. This was when cell phones weren't everyday items, and she asked if she could use my phone. She dialed a number, had a short conversation about apartment numbers, then said thank you and left. I never let on that I knew exactly what she was doing, though I'm sure she knew.

In hindsight I should have asked for her number, but it was so freaky I wasn't thinking straight.

It can happen. Several years ago, it happened to me. It was an outcall to a hotel. I knock on the door and a guy answers. I smile and say "Hi honey!" He looks confused and then starts laughing! He said "You have the wrong room darlin!" I look at the number on the door. . .correct #. I apologize for the intrusion and go call my client. There were apparently two of the same named hotels in different spots in Austin and I had the wrong one. YIKES! I NEVER made that mistake again!

this definitely refutes the old axiom that "you'll never meet anyone if you stay at home, because when will a sexy girl ever randomly knock on your door..."