A few years back, I booked two hours with a "mature" lady who was quite a regular here back in the day.

When I turned up, I was met with a gorgeous young lady who was from the same neck of the woods as the lady I had booked.

She brought me into the room and showed me the bathroom etc. Even when I completed the financial part of the transaction, I still thought that the lady I had booked would arrive into the room.

It was only when I came back from the shower and the young lady had made herself more "comfortable", that I realised that I was about to ministered to by somebody who, mathematically, was young enough to be my grand-daughter.

By any standard, she was a stunning looking young lady - but not what I had been fantasising about.

Her English language skills were not her strong point - so I let it go.

The worst part of the incident is that I never got to see the original mature lady - she just seemed to stop coming to this part of the world.