So, I’m FINALLY able to get an appointment to see Jenna again, and I can barely wait until my time comes. I’m giddy all the way to the studio… bubbling over as I’m greeted by a short-haired lady (with a deliciously stylish flair to her)… and nearly beside myself as I shower and wait for her in the (yup) swing room. In fact, by the time Jenna makes her entrance, I’m not positive that I’m not actually beside myself….
Jenna is even lovelier than I recall. She’s dressed in black today, and I think this accentuates her platinum bombshell look. Her pictures… or rather now “picture” - is accurate, but I think she’s even prettier in person.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
Jenna seems uncertain about me – like she knows she should remember me, but doesn’t – and comically stumbles through a few questions trying to find cues. It’s very cute… suitable, since she’s very cute.
The session starts with a backrub and some chit-chat, and she seems much more comfortable than she was during our last sessions. In fact, she instinctively takes control, and step by step moves us along a very exciting path. I’m not sure what to say about the “service”, except that this girl has “mad skills”… wonderful in all respects, leading to a thrilling conclusion.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
…but…
…well…
I’m not sure how to express this properly. The tickle game was fantastic (did I mention her “mad skills”?). And the lady is adorable. But many of the things that I found truly exceptional about our first session… well, they weren’t there this time (I can only speculate that it was a result of something from my side, but for the life of me I can’t figure out what). And, after the conclusion – once again – things became tangibly uncomfortable… first for her, and then for me… and our parting was rapidly expedited in near mutual silence.
*Sigh.*
If you’d have asked me at any time in the last couple of months, I’d have told you that I would have bet the borough that Ms. Jenna would ascend to the ranks of the Seraphim… but now, while I still believe that she is definitely an angel, it’s quite clear that she isn’t MY angel. And I confess… that realisation makes me sad.
Still, very good time from a wonderful, lovely young lady!
Happy thumping, all!
Jenna is even lovelier than I recall. She’s dressed in black today, and I think this accentuates her platinum bombshell look. Her pictures… or rather now “picture” - is accurate, but I think she’s even prettier in person.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
Jenna seems uncertain about me – like she knows she should remember me, but doesn’t – and comically stumbles through a few questions trying to find cues. It’s very cute… suitable, since she’s very cute.
The session starts with a backrub and some chit-chat, and she seems much more comfortable than she was during our last sessions. In fact, she instinctively takes control, and step by step moves us along a very exciting path. I’m not sure what to say about the “service”, except that this girl has “mad skills”… wonderful in all respects, leading to a thrilling conclusion.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
…but…
…well…
I’m not sure how to express this properly. The tickle game was fantastic (did I mention her “mad skills”?). And the lady is adorable. But many of the things that I found truly exceptional about our first session… well, they weren’t there this time (I can only speculate that it was a result of something from my side, but for the life of me I can’t figure out what). And, after the conclusion – once again – things became tangibly uncomfortable… first for her, and then for me… and our parting was rapidly expedited in near mutual silence.
*Sigh.*
If you’d have asked me at any time in the last couple of months, I’d have told you that I would have bet the borough that Ms. Jenna would ascend to the ranks of the Seraphim… but now, while I still believe that she is definitely an angel, it’s quite clear that she isn’t MY angel. And I confess… that realisation makes me sad.
Still, very good time from a wonderful, lovely young lady!
Happy thumping, all!
