Before I begin, I’ll declare a bias. My ATF is a stripper back in Ontario and my first great looking girlfriend, back in the Stone Age, paid her second year university tuition that way.
Arrangements were not difficult over the phone but she was suspicious of new “friends” and I had to deal with, “How did you get this number?” kind of questions, several callbacks and some delays before we hooked up. She only does incall out of a SW location not far from downtown.
The girl is the full stripper package. Pictures are accurate as far as they go but the body art is much more artistic and less “biker chick” than the photos suggested to me. She is ripped (occasional body builder competitor) and nicely tanned.
She really sells the stripper fantasy. Being met at the door by a babe in a push-up bra, mini tie and a schoolgirl plaid skirt is a nice start. I’d brought wine (she’s partial to California white zinfandels by the way) and it was a nice icebreaker to sit and chat. Easy to talk with and has an easy laugh. But I’ve got to believe she is YMMV material. One only has to look at the message on her condo door to see the girl can drip attitude if she wants.
Oh, one warning. Yes, she smokes (not a prob to this non-smoker, she’s very considerate) but if you are allergic to dogs or cats her place might set your sinuses off. The place is quite clean but she is definitely a pet person.
I asked for the lap dance to start and she’s very good at it. Very much what you would expect in the full contact clubs “champagne rooms” in Ontario and Quebec. Definitely cool to have a stripper pole in the living room.
On to the main event in the adjoining bedroom. She works hard at the ambience: great music, a canopy bed, a strategically placed mirror, lots of pillows. I never ran into any restrictions (all safe, never asked about Greek) and she was skilled, responsive and eager to please. Like my first experiences with other high-end girls I didn’t last long enough to try out many different positions.
Repeat, definitely. This girl is the full deal, nice breasts, a tight body and a “can do” attitude. Next time I have to last longer because I can’t think of a position that wouldn’t have a great view. But to be a regular, I’m not so sure. She really is the “stripper fantasy experience” and I’d have to see if after that novelty wore off, there was more to bring me back. Time will tell.
Anyway, if you are at the French Maid, the Speakeasy or the Big Easy and you wondered what it would be like to enjoy the performer on stage, she’s your girl. And, as my ATF once whispered to me as we lay spent on the bed, “Sure beats hell out of the three foot rule, don’t it?”
Lance
Arrangements were not difficult over the phone but she was suspicious of new “friends” and I had to deal with, “How did you get this number?” kind of questions, several callbacks and some delays before we hooked up. She only does incall out of a SW location not far from downtown.
The girl is the full stripper package. Pictures are accurate as far as they go but the body art is much more artistic and less “biker chick” than the photos suggested to me. She is ripped (occasional body builder competitor) and nicely tanned.
She really sells the stripper fantasy. Being met at the door by a babe in a push-up bra, mini tie and a schoolgirl plaid skirt is a nice start. I’d brought wine (she’s partial to California white zinfandels by the way) and it was a nice icebreaker to sit and chat. Easy to talk with and has an easy laugh. But I’ve got to believe she is YMMV material. One only has to look at the message on her condo door to see the girl can drip attitude if she wants.
Oh, one warning. Yes, she smokes (not a prob to this non-smoker, she’s very considerate) but if you are allergic to dogs or cats her place might set your sinuses off. The place is quite clean but she is definitely a pet person.
I asked for the lap dance to start and she’s very good at it. Very much what you would expect in the full contact clubs “champagne rooms” in Ontario and Quebec. Definitely cool to have a stripper pole in the living room.
On to the main event in the adjoining bedroom. She works hard at the ambience: great music, a canopy bed, a strategically placed mirror, lots of pillows. I never ran into any restrictions (all safe, never asked about Greek) and she was skilled, responsive and eager to please. Like my first experiences with other high-end girls I didn’t last long enough to try out many different positions.
Repeat, definitely. This girl is the full deal, nice breasts, a tight body and a “can do” attitude. Next time I have to last longer because I can’t think of a position that wouldn’t have a great view. But to be a regular, I’m not so sure. She really is the “stripper fantasy experience” and I’d have to see if after that novelty wore off, there was more to bring me back. Time will tell.
Anyway, if you are at the French Maid, the Speakeasy or the Big Easy and you wondered what it would be like to enjoy the performer on stage, she’s your girl. And, as my ATF once whispered to me as we lay spent on the bed, “Sure beats hell out of the three foot rule, don’t it?”
Lance
