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Manhattan Terrace - 04/12/05 - Sara


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After an incredibly long day and night of beer drinking in different places of Melbourne, I seriously thought I was going to bed a chaste and drunken man (well, chaste at least for yesterday)... but it wasn't to be. Despite the beer and the fact that I went out with friends (males & females) and ended up going back to my hotel at 3am, I was tired but sober enough to let my legs walk me to Manhattan Terrace in autopilot... How amazing when your legs just like a faithful horse take you to places that your head happens to seriously question for all the above reasons.

 

Anyway, I walked in and asked for the elusive Holly... I could hear (or more likely imagined) the laughter of the receptionist and other girls.... beeeep, wrong night, sucker! Holly doesn't work tonight. There was good and bad in that, the bad was that I couldn't catch up with her again, the good was that I was able to see another girl.. new flesh. You see I've got my regulars, who are Rebecca at the Grosvenor and Elise at Amore... both of them have completely spoilt me... if I was a rational man I wouldn't want to see anyone but them, but I'm a punter and still enjoy the tension of the first time with someone... plus you'd be tired of me reviewing my regulars over and over.

 

And so, the intro parade started, a few girls caught my attention... but I gave an automatic miss to anyone mentioning any extras whatsoever. I was ready to book Ashley, who looked slightly older than the rest (somewhere in her thirties I think) and gave me a good vibe in the intro, just by shaking my hand and telling her name... but some guy beat me to it. Never mind, because I was tossing between her and another girl called Sara. Now Sara wouldn't normally be my typical choice (I was bloody drunk remember!... nah, just kidding, I wasn't)... jokes aside, I got a good vibe from her as well and somehow (and here's the novelty) she does look like a librarian, glasses and all... how many times had I fantasised with my former English teachers? So here was my chance to fulfill that fantasy for... 30 minutes (yeah, I was happy with a quicky before bedtime after a night like that... and some fantasies rate lower than others!)

 

Sara (or maybe Sarah?) is in her mid-twenties, very slim, tallish (but shorter than me), pretty face with glasses, beautiful long dark hair, pale skin, C-cups but not ideal for those who only like hardness. She was even dressed like a librarian, and is one of those girls - maybe because she's so slim - that somehow looks better with her clothes on. She wasn't shaved down there (and funny enough I could tell that from the intro) which is not my favourite thing but I was able to tolerate it (DATY wasn't in my plans anyway.. and no idea if she offers it)

 

The good vibe that I said noticing during the intro, paid off... good start; I didn't hear those dreaded words: "Turn around and I give you a back massage"... yes I hate that sentence, generally it means a good part of the booking goes away with a dull massage, and worse, I end up with a condom on when my willy is not even hard. But luckily, the massage was a body slide with me facing her... good, I liked that... and despite the beers, I went hard very quickly. The only little strange thing, was that when she was sliding, occasionally she rolled up her eyes up and they remained completely white... a bit freaky, I was expecting her fangs to grow but that was just me being silly. After that, on with the party hat (as some girls call condoms with a dose of euphemism) and she proceeded to give me oral and tickle my balls while doing so. She really got into it and I didn't complain, it was good actually. Finally I mount on top missionary style (if you're doing a librarian or a reverend's wife that's the position to go with)... generally not my favourite position but last night worked perfectly and had no problems to come still with a few minutes left for pillow talking. She's very pleasant and soft spoken.

 

After my "quickie" I did go to bed and woke up at noon. As Sara was for me a one time fantasy I doubt I'd see her again; this is not a reflection on her nor her good service... but I can only gather a certain number of regulars. But as for last night, I left a happier man than when I walked in.

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