Welcome back Amina

[A M I N A]

Malcolm it state correct that on every Escort profile and AMINA profile that she has right to discretion on any of her favourites..

So AMINA or any Escorts HAS the RIGHT to REFUSE any FAVOURITES on her LIST to any clients..

Check for yourself Malcolm and AMINA and any Escorts has the RIGHT to put what they feel comfortable with on their advertise and profile page..
As discretion is important to them and privacy of their outside life Malcolm..

Just enjoy Escorts company you meet and let it go..

Forget about him no point not even to replay him anymore by the way he talk you can notice straight away what a shi,,,,caracter he have and what type go guy he is

[AlessandraFan]

Hello.
My name is Malcolm.
My pastimes include thread spoiling and being an arsehole in general.
When I'm not busy being a petty prick and shitting on escorts I enjoy kicking small children and rogering your dog.

[MALCOLM]

if is so why you didn't review me ?i think you are one of the fustrand guys and if i use to offer what you see is logic to ask for extra or to sey no when we meet ,,,,
you don't deserve not even to replay you or to think if is like you see or not and last time i was in belfast wasn't krypton court and in kemton court i was maybe 3 year ago and I've stay few h because i didn't like the location
and you know what ??I DONT GIVE A SHI.......ABOUT YOUR OPINION ABOUT ME..MY REW. TALK ALONE SO GO AND FUK YOURSELF ...BTW EVEN IF WE MEET IM VERY PROUND THAT I DIDENT PROVIDE YOU THE FAV THAT YOU MENTION AND I DONT WANA OFEND YOU BUT MAYBE I HAD RESONS TO SEY NO AFTER I SEE YOU

Because I seldom be on here and you only have a month to leave them or lose your opportunity and is there any point anymore and as for kempton court it was about year ago not 3 as i have properties there so dont be at it and you stayed there 4-5 days.
You didn't get the opportunity to provide me any service because I walked, I won't tolerate this carry on.

[MALCOLM]

Hello.
My name is Malcolm.
My pastimes include thread spoiling and being an arsehole in general.
When I'm not busy being a petty prick and shitting on escorts I enjoy kicking small children and rogering your dog.

look who it is, the sad idiot with so many aliases on here that he does not know whether he coming or going and you keep coming back, that's sad.
big brave man sitting behind a screen calling me names,

[A M I N A]

Because I seldom be on here and you only have a month to leave them or lose your opportunity and is there any point anymore and as for kempton court it was about year ago not 3 as i have properties there so dont be at it and you stayed there 4-5 days.
You didn't get the opportunity to provide me any service because I walked, I won't tolerate this carry on.

Omg you know better then me omg lifes go on stop beeing so ........
What ever Me NO

Merry Xmas and Happy new year Stop being so frustrated

[A M I N A]

look who it is, the sad idiot with so many aliases on here that he does not know whether he coming or going and you keep coming back, that's sad.
big brave man sitting behind a screen calling me names,

big brave man sitting behind a screen . this work for you as well

[MALCOLM]

big brave man sitting behind a screen . this work for you as well

I can meet anyone as got nothing to hide, I am always honest in all I got to say and see it as constructive criticism, I'm off to Scotland in a few hours for a several weeks so good luck

[A M I N A]

I can meet anyone as got nothing to hide, I am always honest in all I got to say and see it as constructive criticism, I'm off to Scotland in a few hours for a several weeks so good luck

Thank you enjoy mas and Scotland

[hamish]

I would like to leave you all a nice poem for Christmas, be kind to others this time of year

here it is

A Christmas Childhood

I

One side of the potato-pits was white with frost –
How wonderful that was, how wonderful!
And when we put our ears to the paling-post
The music that came out was magical.

The light between the ricks of hay and straw
Was a hole in Heaven’s gable. An apple tree
With its December-glinting fruit we saw –
O you, Eve, were the world that tempted me

To eat the knowledge that grew in clay
And death the germ within it! Now and then
I can remember something of the gay
Garden that was childhood’s. Again

The tracks of cattle to a drinking-place,
A green stone lying sideways in a ditch,
Or any common sight, the transfigured face
Of a beauty that the world did not touch.

II

My father played the melodion
Outside at our gate;
There were stars in the morning east
And they danced to his music.

Across the wild bogs his melodion called
To Lennons and Callans.
As I pulled on my trousers in a hurry
I knew some strange thing had happened.

Outside in the cow-house my mother
Made the music of milking;
The light of her stable-lamp was a star
And the frost of Bethlehem made it twinkle.

A water-hen screeched in the bog,
Mass-going feet
Crunched the wafer-ice on the pot-holes,
Somebody wistfully twisted the bellows wheel.

My child poet picked out the letters
On the grey stone,
In silver the wonder of a Christmas townland,
The winking glitter of a frosty dawn.

Cassiopeia was over
Cassidy’s hanging hill,
I looked and three whin bushes rode across
The horizon — the Three Wise Kings.

And old man passing said:
‘Can’t he make it talk –
The melodion.’ I hid in the doorway
And tightened the belt of my box-pleated coat.

I nicked six nicks on the door-post
With my penknife’s big blade –
There was a little one for cutting tobacco.
And I was six Christmases of age.

My father played the melodion,
My mother milked the cows,
And I had a prayer like a white rose pinned
On the Virgin Mary’s blouse.

[A M I N A]

Morning beautiful new friend

Good morning my friend