....and so it goes. I came to Vancouver with the express purpose of seeing Miss T....and so this review is here as opposed to there. Regardless of where "there" may be.
I couldn't find a proper section really...so permit me a floor. I will explain in as few words as possible what BDSM means to me.
It's the assignment of control to another that you trust completely at it's finest level. Think of any relationship you are currently engaged in. It revolves around control. I love to control a conversation...an agenda...a meeting. I dislike when it detours from what I seek. That's just me...perhaps that's not you.
In any event, I love to assign control to competence. What a treat. Things are in good hands...I can relax...I can trust. There is a rare feeling.
Miss T hit it for me. Our initial conversation started around a very basic request on her part..."Tell me what you seek"....I replied as honestly as I could while my cheeks flushed red....*everyone has a darkside and a kink*...so I put most of it out there...
She replied with an astuteness that caused me to do a small double take. She didn't make me feel like an idiot for having revealed some very dark fantasies...she indicated what she could and could not do...and the reasons she would or would not....and, I could not agree more with the reasons why she would not. If she won't do "that" with me, I can feel completely secure that she hasn't done "that" with another....and so we can explore what she indicated was on the "go" list with complete confidence. That's a good find.
I flew down...she treated me amazingly well....I won't say she completely crawled into my head as that would be foolish, we were only first time met. I took her to dinner at her choice of restaurant...I watched how she interacted with the staff....she is one cool chick.
I will say that she sent me pictures of her during our initial discussion. I was...wow...you look cool. But...to be honest....looking cool and being cool are completely different things....and when it comes to assigning control it perhaps is not so important to assign it to the best looking one as opposed to the most intelligent and empathetic one.
Where does that leave Miss T? I can say that she has a body confidence borne of I'm not sure what....she acts the same in or out of clothing....she is simply hot. She actually looks better naked than clothed. Of course I fantasized about her....it was 7 days from booking the flight to actually going out to see her. Such anticipation. And, she beat the expectation.
For those of you that understand the magic of "anticipation"....she's an amazing find. I told her I was going to write a really crappy review so that no one would go to see her and I could claim her as my own....and we surely shared that laugh. She's like your best friend if your best friend likes to talk about the things that affect you.
More importantly, if you have ever had the thought of saying "fuck it" and assigning complete control to another....she's the best call I've ever come across.
I love you vangroovie!
eddie.
p.s. this is a crappy review....allow me to say....i'm home...and I am in love with Miss T.....how lame is that?
I couldn't find a proper section really...so permit me a floor. I will explain in as few words as possible what BDSM means to me.
It's the assignment of control to another that you trust completely at it's finest level. Think of any relationship you are currently engaged in. It revolves around control. I love to control a conversation...an agenda...a meeting. I dislike when it detours from what I seek. That's just me...perhaps that's not you.
In any event, I love to assign control to competence. What a treat. Things are in good hands...I can relax...I can trust. There is a rare feeling.
Miss T hit it for me. Our initial conversation started around a very basic request on her part..."Tell me what you seek"....I replied as honestly as I could while my cheeks flushed red....*everyone has a darkside and a kink*...so I put most of it out there...
She replied with an astuteness that caused me to do a small double take. She didn't make me feel like an idiot for having revealed some very dark fantasies...she indicated what she could and could not do...and the reasons she would or would not....and, I could not agree more with the reasons why she would not. If she won't do "that" with me, I can feel completely secure that she hasn't done "that" with another....and so we can explore what she indicated was on the "go" list with complete confidence. That's a good find.
I flew down...she treated me amazingly well....I won't say she completely crawled into my head as that would be foolish, we were only first time met. I took her to dinner at her choice of restaurant...I watched how she interacted with the staff....she is one cool chick.
I will say that she sent me pictures of her during our initial discussion. I was...wow...you look cool. But...to be honest....looking cool and being cool are completely different things....and when it comes to assigning control it perhaps is not so important to assign it to the best looking one as opposed to the most intelligent and empathetic one.
Where does that leave Miss T? I can say that she has a body confidence borne of I'm not sure what....she acts the same in or out of clothing....she is simply hot. She actually looks better naked than clothed. Of course I fantasized about her....it was 7 days from booking the flight to actually going out to see her. Such anticipation. And, she beat the expectation.
For those of you that understand the magic of "anticipation"....she's an amazing find. I told her I was going to write a really crappy review so that no one would go to see her and I could claim her as my own....and we surely shared that laugh. She's like your best friend if your best friend likes to talk about the things that affect you.
More importantly, if you have ever had the thought of saying "fuck it" and assigning complete control to another....she's the best call I've ever come across.
I love you vangroovie!
eddie.
p.s. this is a crappy review....allow me to say....i'm home...and I am in love with Miss T.....how lame is that?