'First time poster, and first time hobbyist (an amusing affectation for something so full of win - like, a "hobbyist" surely should be someone who sits alone in a musty basement building model ships in a bottle or something comparable).
So was full of lust and not in the mood for something resembling a tiny ship, and put my mind to research. Not awful. And not something where I do a perp walk. To the ruination of my otherwise happy life. And came up with the lovely Emily J. Not in vanier - check. No bad reviews - check. Has a website, and dedicated enough to slap it together herself - check. A pro. Who loves what she does =
Painless check with name and phone. Call her and am so nervous I mangle the address and protocol. And she laughs it off and is indulgent. Greets me at the door in a thong and a baby-doll/empire waist sheer top. And is all smiles and not the least bit transactional. To her bedroom where she sits me down and makes me feel completely at ease, as I kinda babble. I think you people call that a gfe? And eventually smiles and strips off my clothes and lays me on the bed.
Where she proceeds to give me the best bbj and cim I've ever received, and I'm 6'2 and pretty, easy with broads, so that's saying something.
At the end, I was like 5 minutes left so I best bounce, cause I don't want to intrude and she asks me if I want to shower, which I thought was fucking cool and the opposite of counting the clock. But I had stuff to do. So bolted. With a kiss.
Anyway, would highly recommend. Sweet. And kind. And impossibly lovely and gracious.