I went on a date with this girl:
https://www.leolist.cc/personals/fe...ervice_gfe_69_massage_cim_rimming_all-8941545
We talked, vibed, and she sent me her address. I was super excited—heart racing, pants struggling. I couldn’t tell if it was my heart pounding… or something lower getting way too enthusiastic.
I arrived. She opened the door. I walked in and closed it behind me…
And suddenly—I saw Brook.
Yes, Brook from One Piece.
But shorter. And with soft hair.
I tried to rationalize: “Maybe she’s her friend. The real one is probably in the other room, waiting in candlelight… and bold positions.”
Nope.
She turned to me, looked straight into my eyes and said, “I’m ready,” then hugged me.
At that moment, I remembered something a well-known member on our forum once said:
“If she doesn’t look like the pictures, shove your dick in your ass and get the hell out however you can.”
So I told her:
“Sorry, my friend is outside. I need to give him the car keys. I’ll be right back.”
I left.
And I never went back.
I texted her:
“You’re not the girl in the photos. Goodbye.”
But wait—plot twist.
Later that night, I did some digging… and I found the real girl from the photos!
Actual account. Real human being. 100% not the Brook I met.
Here’s her profile—turns out she’s not from Ottawa or even Canada:
https://x.com/anikauwu?s=21&t=0MFeq3jZY0AakutNMHMIdQ
And if—just if—she really was the girl in the photos…
@Robbull? Believe me, he’d get there before us and enjoy every second.
But it’s fine… one day, I’ll beat him.
https://www.leolist.cc/personals/fe...ervice_gfe_69_massage_cim_rimming_all-8941545
We talked, vibed, and she sent me her address. I was super excited—heart racing, pants struggling. I couldn’t tell if it was my heart pounding… or something lower getting way too enthusiastic.
I arrived. She opened the door. I walked in and closed it behind me…
And suddenly—I saw Brook.
Yes, Brook from One Piece.
But shorter. And with soft hair.
I tried to rationalize: “Maybe she’s her friend. The real one is probably in the other room, waiting in candlelight… and bold positions.”
Nope.
She turned to me, looked straight into my eyes and said, “I’m ready,” then hugged me.
At that moment, I remembered something a well-known member on our forum once said:
“If she doesn’t look like the pictures, shove your dick in your ass and get the hell out however you can.”
So I told her:
“Sorry, my friend is outside. I need to give him the car keys. I’ll be right back.”
I left.
And I never went back.
I texted her:
“You’re not the girl in the photos. Goodbye.”
But wait—plot twist.
Later that night, I did some digging… and I found the real girl from the photos!
Actual account. Real human being. 100% not the Brook I met.
Here’s her profile—turns out she’s not from Ottawa or even Canada:
https://x.com/anikauwu?s=21&t=0MFeq3jZY0AakutNMHMIdQ
And if—just if—she really was the girl in the photos…
@Robbull? Believe me, he’d get there before us and enjoy every second.
But it’s fine… one day, I’ll beat him.
!’ I bailed before the next episode could even start 
, eh!
. Not falling for a sweet-looking scam—even if it’s dipped in maple syrup!
