In the mid 2010s I went through a long phase of almost exclusively seeing providers who got negative reviews on Spa Hunters. More than half the time I had a much better experience than other reviewers. A few gave me GFE level service and I became a regular.
My secret was I put up with whatever craziness would get them off on the wrong foot with other mongers such as bad tempered screening calls, rigorous adherence to on-the-nose punctuality, bizarre requirements (like you must wear socks), accusatory warnings that there would be no sex and I better not even ask (but 30 minutes later we were going at it), demanding more cash than advertised (bait and switch but still no more than market rate), etc. Moreover, with one notable exception, they were generally not physically to most mongers tastes (I value service way more than youth, facial symmetry, or body type ).
Basically, after I got past the barriers and convinced them I thought they passed for young porn stars, they were like “you good guy, I give you great sex.” And these were low volume providers (cuz they pissed everyone else off). No waiting in the AMP or walking around the block, or desperately calling to schedule a time. No facing an obviously heavily used vag or wondering who else was BBing. No hiking up the price because the market would bear it. The sex was good, spontaneous, spirited, and never feeling like I was getting a rehashed script.
After about a year I had at least 6 “AmongTheFavorites”. more than I could keep up with, - especially cuz they were all freaks and, depending on each one’s unique crazy, would call me to scream at me, start sobbing, or threaten suicide, if I didn’t see them at least monthly.
Then, one by one, they started quitting the business because “there’s no money in this.” And by then I was tired of putting up with bullshit on the front end and generally trying to wean myself off the addiction costing me over Seven grand annually off a barely above average salary. It looks like that was right around the time “Tiara” started racking up bad reviews. I may have to take the gamble again.
If I don’t report back, it means I figured out the secret to getting good service from her and want to keep it to myself. But then I’d still be sharing with Bricktop, so I dunno...,