I have a thing for tiny brunettes. I haven't always. In my past, I've enjoyed ladies of all different sizes and colours. I think I'm rather equal opportunity in that way. But there was this one tiny brunette who left an indelible mark on me. I spent quite a lot of time with her and even now, much later, my memories of her are quick to bring a smile to my face.
But sadly, I haven't seen her in a long time. I don't know when she'll be available again, or even if she will. But I can remember her, and I can dream, and her memory is never very far away. But you know, this hobby being what it is, I always hope that I can find another, who made me feel the way she did, and excite and interest me in the same ways.
So it was with more than a passing interest that I stumbled on Anais' ad a little while back. The pictures were lovely. She's listed at 5'1", 32B-22-32 and 100 lbs and I totally believed those stats looking at the photos. My mouth fairly watered. But a swallow doesn't make a summer, and I wouldn't book based on photos alone. So I did a search and came up quickly with glowing reviews for her and a good reputation for the Yourfrenchladies agency she works for. The little head was already convinced, the big head finally signed on too.
The booking was easy. My texts were responded to quickly and my questions answered thoroughly. I had the feeling that I was talking to more than one person during that exchange, but no matter. It's an agency after all. I inquired about rates and there were prebooking discounts that were quite reasonable for travelling ladies and made them pretty much on par with some of the local ladies. I quickly booked her for some time in a couple of days. Oh yes, I don't often do this, but I also made a small outfit request. It was a lingering memory of my long lost tiny brunette that I wanted to rekindle. I crossed my fingers that it would be remembered.
The day arrived. It was a beautiful and gloriously sunny Winnipeg spring day, and I fairly bounded out of my car and up to her incall. I knocked on the door and the door swung open. I stepped through and the door closed behind me. I took a look at her. She was tiny and pretty. I towered over her, and my hands wrapped easily around her tiny waist. I think that saying she was a 32B was generous, she seemed easily an A cup and I thought that was even better. I was pleased to see that my outfit request was honored and I thanked her for that. She spoke with an delightful Quebecois accent, and stumbled over the odd word in English. Far from being put off I was utterly charmed. In any case, I understood her English clearly, and it was still better than my rudimentary French.
I left the donation on the table and went to freshen up. I returned to see Anais lounging on the bed. We kissed and caressed. I softly suggested undressing her. She teased me "Oh, you're in a hurry!" Well, the Beach Boys knew it best. They sang, "We'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow". And that's what we did.
They say that in a work of art, only half of the meaning is placed in it by the artist. The other half comes from the viewer, who interprets the work from their own point of view, their state of mind, their biases and perceptions. Anais and I had remarkable chemistry, and I think that at least part of it was due to my excitement of being there with her. I savoured every square inch of her skin, nuzzling, kissing and stroking it. I took my time, and made sure she enjoyed herself too. She noticed. I was rewarded with passion and sensuality in spades. She didn't need to tell me that she enjoyed herself. I could see it in her eyes, I could feel it in her kisses, I felt the assertion in every caress. Wow.
Our time just flew past. I looked up with surprise to see that it was almost over, though given our preferences, we probably could have gone on for a long time. I'll just have to book her for longer next time. But for now, we chatted about her travelling, her life in Montreal, and some of our shared passions. We talked about things that we would do next time, and I know we're both looking forward to that day.
Anais has been to Winnipeg only once before, last December. I asked when she would be back and she didn't know. Evidently Yourfrenchladies chooses the tour dates and the ladies who tour and she seems to have little control over that. So I know we'll meet again, but I don't know when that'll be.
All I can tell you is, now I have two tiny brunettes I daydream about.
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https://perb.cc/vbulletin/showthrea...ite-Anais-in-Winnipeg-May-7-11th-New-pictures!!
Yourfrenchlady Website
http://www.yourfrenchlady.com/
But sadly, I haven't seen her in a long time. I don't know when she'll be available again, or even if she will. But I can remember her, and I can dream, and her memory is never very far away. But you know, this hobby being what it is, I always hope that I can find another, who made me feel the way she did, and excite and interest me in the same ways.
So it was with more than a passing interest that I stumbled on Anais' ad a little while back. The pictures were lovely. She's listed at 5'1", 32B-22-32 and 100 lbs and I totally believed those stats looking at the photos. My mouth fairly watered. But a swallow doesn't make a summer, and I wouldn't book based on photos alone. So I did a search and came up quickly with glowing reviews for her and a good reputation for the Yourfrenchladies agency she works for. The little head was already convinced, the big head finally signed on too.
The booking was easy. My texts were responded to quickly and my questions answered thoroughly. I had the feeling that I was talking to more than one person during that exchange, but no matter. It's an agency after all. I inquired about rates and there were prebooking discounts that were quite reasonable for travelling ladies and made them pretty much on par with some of the local ladies. I quickly booked her for some time in a couple of days. Oh yes, I don't often do this, but I also made a small outfit request. It was a lingering memory of my long lost tiny brunette that I wanted to rekindle. I crossed my fingers that it would be remembered.
The day arrived. It was a beautiful and gloriously sunny Winnipeg spring day, and I fairly bounded out of my car and up to her incall. I knocked on the door and the door swung open. I stepped through and the door closed behind me. I took a look at her. She was tiny and pretty. I towered over her, and my hands wrapped easily around her tiny waist. I think that saying she was a 32B was generous, she seemed easily an A cup and I thought that was even better. I was pleased to see that my outfit request was honored and I thanked her for that. She spoke with an delightful Quebecois accent, and stumbled over the odd word in English. Far from being put off I was utterly charmed. In any case, I understood her English clearly, and it was still better than my rudimentary French.
I left the donation on the table and went to freshen up. I returned to see Anais lounging on the bed. We kissed and caressed. I softly suggested undressing her. She teased me "Oh, you're in a hurry!" Well, the Beach Boys knew it best. They sang, "We'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow". And that's what we did.
They say that in a work of art, only half of the meaning is placed in it by the artist. The other half comes from the viewer, who interprets the work from their own point of view, their state of mind, their biases and perceptions. Anais and I had remarkable chemistry, and I think that at least part of it was due to my excitement of being there with her. I savoured every square inch of her skin, nuzzling, kissing and stroking it. I took my time, and made sure she enjoyed herself too. She noticed. I was rewarded with passion and sensuality in spades. She didn't need to tell me that she enjoyed herself. I could see it in her eyes, I could feel it in her kisses, I felt the assertion in every caress. Wow.
Our time just flew past. I looked up with surprise to see that it was almost over, though given our preferences, we probably could have gone on for a long time. I'll just have to book her for longer next time. But for now, we chatted about her travelling, her life in Montreal, and some of our shared passions. We talked about things that we would do next time, and I know we're both looking forward to that day.
Anais has been to Winnipeg only once before, last December. I asked when she would be back and she didn't know. Evidently Yourfrenchladies chooses the tour dates and the ladies who tour and she seems to have little control over that. So I know we'll meet again, but I don't know when that'll be.
All I can tell you is, now I have two tiny brunettes I daydream about.
Current ad
https://perb.cc/vbulletin/showthrea...ite-Anais-in-Winnipeg-May-7-11th-New-pictures!!
Yourfrenchlady Website
http://www.yourfrenchlady.com/
