Must admit to being at a loss for words when describing a recent session with Alice. Will go back to the beginning and allow my thoughts to wander unimpeded.
Was in the Alpha bar when Alice came through the curtain. She struck me as being quiet, refined, and very attractive. May have been the light, but her brown hair seemed to have a touch of ginger. Then she was gone.
Made inquiries and resolved to session. . Tweeted Alice & obtained the 411. She was detailed in her replies, modest in her MA services, and clear in communication. Noticed that she booked up quickly, saw a window of opportunity, locked in an appointment, and headed over.
Alice made a stunning entry into the massage room, wearing a bright pink dress with a plunging neckline, heels, a designer handbag, and pearls. Tall, elegant and sexy. She looked at me like I was the only man on earth, a lovely lady with hair pulled back, ready for the runway.
We chatted and became acquainted. Her fabulous figure was on full display, a wardrobe malfunction on her dress was well-received. Soon the pink dress was on the chair, the heels were under the bed, and Alice was in her glory. OMFG. She has a curvy, slender and athletic figure. Soaped her glorious curves in the shower and guessed her college major as dance. Alice has enhanced dance training, but studies in another area of académe.
On the massage table one couldn't help but admire her toned legs & sublime bottom. Desperate for conversation topics that would stimulate her intellectual palette, your humble author asked if Alice knew any poetry, and she cited the verse below. It occurred to me that nude poetry would be very popular, especially if Alice was reading!
Her passions stimulated by the poetry, college girl became very animated & transformed into an MA tiger. The heat was turned up, the college GFE was delivered with explosive and happy endings to punctuate the session. Encore!
We showered, dressed and walked arm in arm down the hallway, Alice elegant like a Vogue cover model. Was totally in shock after the session, still am. Looked up the poetry she recited. The lines are below ...
"I hope to arrive at my death late, in love, and a little drunk." Atticus
Was in the Alpha bar when Alice came through the curtain. She struck me as being quiet, refined, and very attractive. May have been the light, but her brown hair seemed to have a touch of ginger. Then she was gone.
Made inquiries and resolved to session. . Tweeted Alice & obtained the 411. She was detailed in her replies, modest in her MA services, and clear in communication. Noticed that she booked up quickly, saw a window of opportunity, locked in an appointment, and headed over.
Alice made a stunning entry into the massage room, wearing a bright pink dress with a plunging neckline, heels, a designer handbag, and pearls. Tall, elegant and sexy. She looked at me like I was the only man on earth, a lovely lady with hair pulled back, ready for the runway.
We chatted and became acquainted. Her fabulous figure was on full display, a wardrobe malfunction on her dress was well-received. Soon the pink dress was on the chair, the heels were under the bed, and Alice was in her glory. OMFG. She has a curvy, slender and athletic figure. Soaped her glorious curves in the shower and guessed her college major as dance. Alice has enhanced dance training, but studies in another area of académe.
On the massage table one couldn't help but admire her toned legs & sublime bottom. Desperate for conversation topics that would stimulate her intellectual palette, your humble author asked if Alice knew any poetry, and she cited the verse below. It occurred to me that nude poetry would be very popular, especially if Alice was reading!
Her passions stimulated by the poetry, college girl became very animated & transformed into an MA tiger. The heat was turned up, the college GFE was delivered with explosive and happy endings to punctuate the session. Encore!
We showered, dressed and walked arm in arm down the hallway, Alice elegant like a Vogue cover model. Was totally in shock after the session, still am. Looked up the poetry she recited. The lines are below ...
"I hope to arrive at my death late, in love, and a little drunk." Atticus
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