Recently, I felt the need for a change. The kind of change that I've written about so many times. To seek new company, new experiences, make new acquaintances. So I came back to survey the landscape, and realized that with one notable exception, the new faces that I saw offered didn't really catch my eye. I'll talk about that exception another time, but coincidentally Nikita's ad resurfaced on Leolist recently and I took it as a sign.
Though Nikita advertises on Leolist as being in Winnipeg, she doesn't actually live here or for that matter, is even available here most of the time. She advertises for Winnipeg mostly because the small nearby town she's in isn't represented on Leolist. In any case, she does come to Winnipeg occasionally, and it was on one of her trips here where I met her back in January.
I'd sent an email to her, introducing myself and asking a few questions. I'm not sure if she still does this, but at least back then, she requested a picture of me before I could make a booking. She has alternative suggestions for people who have reservations with that, as I did. The exchange that followed was a delight. It felt like we were having a date, a real date, and more importantly a date that was going very well. When we finally did have private time right afterwards, it was delicious. I saw her a couple more times after that, and they were just as good.
But that was back then. To say that that the world has changed since those times is a huge understatement. Nikita wasn't a new face to me exactly, but I hadn't seen her since the time B.C. (Before COVID). I realized that just maybe a familiar face would be the right thing for now. There was certainly something to be said, for time with someone with which we would share instant comfort. It had been so long since I had seen her last, and we could catch up and reflect on all the things large and small that have changed, and how they have changed us.
So this time, rather than wait for her to come to Winnipeg, I asked to come visit her in her small town. I, like many others, have been seeking new ways to find adventure close to home since most of my leisure travel will be curtailed for the foreseeable future. It would be a mini road trip, with a lovely destination at the end of it.
I texted her, and she we chatted very briefly. I made a for me, audacious request to see her on short notice, in a couple of hour's time. She was free and would be glad to see me. I remembered that she was a bit of a wine buff, so I stopped along the way to pick up a bottle of wine that I thought would intrigue us both.
I arrived at her town, and texted that I had arrived. She gave me her address and I pulled up to her apartment building. I knocked quietly on her door. The door swung open, and I stepped through and closed the door behind me. She beamed at me, and I reached down to give her a small hug and a kiss. She's tiny at 5'0", and today she was barefoot and seemed even tinier. She was clad in a tiny satin and lace bra and panty set, revealing much of her smooth and near flawless skin. I smiled at her expression. It was her usual expression, but it was one that had always made me speculate and kept me on my toes. I'd say it was a mix in equal parts of skepticism and amusement. But today, she also seemed glad to see me again and that was all that mattered.
I proffered the wine and she was indeed intrigued. She opened the bottle, found a couple of glasses and I followed that rather exquisite rear of hers, featured prominently in her current ads, into her living room. She has a very stylish abode, one that I had wondered about more than once. She is vocal about her particular tastes and her choice of furnishings reflected that. We sat on her sofa, sampled the wine, and caught up on life since the pandemic began. Things have changed a great deal for both of us and I think we were both glad to have each other's company. Finally, I excused myself to freshen up. She asked me to take care of business, and I put the envelope on the coffee table and smiled. After I got out of the bathroom, she led me to her sparsely but tastefully decorated bedroom.
I'm very glad to report that her skin was still near flawless and her rear was still as firm and as satisfying to stroke. She is still a delicious kisser, something that I've missed a great deal. Her breasts were small handfuls, natural and just perfect. She was responsive to my touch and kiss, and I was delighted to be reminded that she was just as snug as her diminutive size would suggest. But most of all, it was wonderful to feel her passion and zest for the fun, and it felt like she was enjoying this as much as I was.
My time just zoomed past, and it was time to go. I said I'd be back and I meant it. She told me that I'd better and I smiled. We had a last hug and kiss and I stepped out into the Manitoba sunshine. It was the same sunshine as before, but just a little brighter and warmer than when I arrived. On my drive home, the canola fields were brighter yellow, the air was just a little more fragrant. It felt like I had been on a great vacation, only better, and I headed down the highway home, refreshed.
Though Nikita advertises on Leolist as being in Winnipeg, she doesn't actually live here or for that matter, is even available here most of the time. She advertises for Winnipeg mostly because the small nearby town she's in isn't represented on Leolist. In any case, she does come to Winnipeg occasionally, and it was on one of her trips here where I met her back in January.
I'd sent an email to her, introducing myself and asking a few questions. I'm not sure if she still does this, but at least back then, she requested a picture of me before I could make a booking. She has alternative suggestions for people who have reservations with that, as I did. The exchange that followed was a delight. It felt like we were having a date, a real date, and more importantly a date that was going very well. When we finally did have private time right afterwards, it was delicious. I saw her a couple more times after that, and they were just as good.
But that was back then. To say that that the world has changed since those times is a huge understatement. Nikita wasn't a new face to me exactly, but I hadn't seen her since the time B.C. (Before COVID). I realized that just maybe a familiar face would be the right thing for now. There was certainly something to be said, for time with someone with which we would share instant comfort. It had been so long since I had seen her last, and we could catch up and reflect on all the things large and small that have changed, and how they have changed us.
So this time, rather than wait for her to come to Winnipeg, I asked to come visit her in her small town. I, like many others, have been seeking new ways to find adventure close to home since most of my leisure travel will be curtailed for the foreseeable future. It would be a mini road trip, with a lovely destination at the end of it.
I texted her, and she we chatted very briefly. I made a for me, audacious request to see her on short notice, in a couple of hour's time. She was free and would be glad to see me. I remembered that she was a bit of a wine buff, so I stopped along the way to pick up a bottle of wine that I thought would intrigue us both.
I arrived at her town, and texted that I had arrived. She gave me her address and I pulled up to her apartment building. I knocked quietly on her door. The door swung open, and I stepped through and closed the door behind me. She beamed at me, and I reached down to give her a small hug and a kiss. She's tiny at 5'0", and today she was barefoot and seemed even tinier. She was clad in a tiny satin and lace bra and panty set, revealing much of her smooth and near flawless skin. I smiled at her expression. It was her usual expression, but it was one that had always made me speculate and kept me on my toes. I'd say it was a mix in equal parts of skepticism and amusement. But today, she also seemed glad to see me again and that was all that mattered.
I proffered the wine and she was indeed intrigued. She opened the bottle, found a couple of glasses and I followed that rather exquisite rear of hers, featured prominently in her current ads, into her living room. She has a very stylish abode, one that I had wondered about more than once. She is vocal about her particular tastes and her choice of furnishings reflected that. We sat on her sofa, sampled the wine, and caught up on life since the pandemic began. Things have changed a great deal for both of us and I think we were both glad to have each other's company. Finally, I excused myself to freshen up. She asked me to take care of business, and I put the envelope on the coffee table and smiled. After I got out of the bathroom, she led me to her sparsely but tastefully decorated bedroom.
I'm very glad to report that her skin was still near flawless and her rear was still as firm and as satisfying to stroke. She is still a delicious kisser, something that I've missed a great deal. Her breasts were small handfuls, natural and just perfect. She was responsive to my touch and kiss, and I was delighted to be reminded that she was just as snug as her diminutive size would suggest. But most of all, it was wonderful to feel her passion and zest for the fun, and it felt like she was enjoying this as much as I was.
My time just zoomed past, and it was time to go. I said I'd be back and I meant it. She told me that I'd better and I smiled. We had a last hug and kiss and I stepped out into the Manitoba sunshine. It was the same sunshine as before, but just a little brighter and warmer than when I arrived. On my drive home, the canola fields were brighter yellow, the air was just a little more fragrant. It felt like I had been on a great vacation, only better, and I headed down the highway home, refreshed.
