Have had two recur this week:
1. For the third time, a bloke with a gorgeous Scottish accent called on an unknown number, said his wife had died three months ago... It was a car crash again this time, one of the others it was cancer. He moves about slightly - Watford, Amersham, St Albans. Has a high sex drive, loves stockings. Says he'll call with his number showing the next day to organise a booking and of course never does. I was too knackered to call him out yesterday, but will next time.
2. Someone I've seen twice in the past six months, but he's contacted me several times inbetween/since asking when I'm free. A booking never quite seems to materialise. What bugs me is that nine times out of 10, he asks if I've had sex that day, or much recently. Today I snapped and asked why it mattered. He said it helped him get in the mood. I said I was uncomfortable answering it. No booking - quelle surprise!