Recently, I was in Calgary for some long awaited R&R. I hadn't really planned to see anyone when I was there, in keeping with my currently low-key approach to pooning. All the same, it wouldn't hurt to see what was available there, just to keep abreast of current events, you understand.
Very shortly before I left for Calgary, Bijou announced that she was considering visiting Calgary for the time that I would be there. It took me perhaps all of 5 seconds before I started writing a PM showing my interest. It's not that I don't think that the local Calgary ladies aren't worthwhile- far from it, there are quite a few that I'd love to see, and may well sometime. But Bijou was definitely a special case.
I first heard of Bijou about a year ago, when she was still using the Miss Monique handle. At the time, I was still writing my 'A Year as a Pooner' stories, and she wrote me a very flattering PM admiring them. While I do receive the odd piece of admiration, that PM had always stood out in my memory. It was sincere, heartfelt, and she had clearly grasped the heart of what I was trying to get across in them.
If it had been only that PM, nothing more might have happened. But I became a fan of her posts. They were genuine, warm, intelligent and were a pleasure to read. The fact that a very cursory search unleashed an avalanche of quite complimentary reviews certainly didn't hurt. I decided quite a long time ago that I needed to meet her at some time. At the same time, she had been following my stories as well, and had said more than once that she was very curious about me.
But somehow, our stars never seemed to come into alignment. She managed to be out of town both times that I passed through Vancouver this year, and her planned trip to my native Winnipeg last month got cancelled. We kept in touch, and we both agreed. Meeting each other would happen. The only question was when.
So soon after I sent my "Calgary? Yes please!!" PM, she wrote back. Her Calgary trip was confirmed. We were finally going to meet!
I arrived at her downtown Calgary incall, light hearted and confident of step, grasping a bottle of red wine that I'd chosen for the occasion. I found the room, and knocked gently on the door. After what seemed to be an eternity, but probably was only 30 seconds, the door swung open.
I was immediately greeted warmly.. by her dog. I got the full-on hanging tongue, tail-wagging treatment, and thankfully the dog wasn't agressively friendly. I love dogs, and this one was a sweetie. Bijou was close behind. She reeled in her dog, and led me into the dimly-lit hallway.
We traded pleasantries and she took my coat. In the brighter light, I was able to get a good look at her. She has enormous hazel eyes, an infectious smile, and the cutest dimple in her chin. The overall effect was very much the cute girl next door, as many reviews have previously noted. She was dressed very casually and I felt as if I had arrived at the home of a sweet and charming civilian. Just to remind me that she wasn't, she pulled me in for a smouldering, open-mouthed kiss that took my breath away and made me hard almost instantly. Wow, I thought. I wondered for a moment if we were going to make it any further into the room than the hallway. But she broke the kiss, and led me into her room.
She dashed around setting up a few last-minute preparations in the room and lighting a few candles while I opened the wine to let it breathe. We chatted animatedly the entire time, satisfying our longstanding curiosity about each other.
I poured the wine and we sat on the sofa, and chatted. We covered many non-hobby topics, and shared a little bit about ourselves. It became clear quickly that what you see in her posts was what you get in person with her. Warm. Highly intelligent. Sincere, and sincerely interested in everything, with well-focused and articulate observations about her life and career. All this time, her talk was frequently punctuated with the cutest young-girl giggle. It's easy to see why many reviewers have mentioned that she appeared to be much younger than her 30 years. She had a equally cute french accent that came and went as the evening wore on.
Her warm and open personality was appealing to me immensely. To me, she was segueing from the cute girl-next-door who greeted me at the door to a truly beautiful woman. She finally said, "How would you like to join me in the shower?" Well, how could any sane man resist. We showered with much mutual soaping and more than a few laughs and giggles. We toweled ourselves off and Bijou put on some very appealing lingerie. She certainly didn't need more to turn me on. I was already sporting the proverbial woody you could hang your hat on, but her lingerie put the icing on the cake and seemed to make her genuinely happier. And as I've noted elsewhere, whatever makes the lady happy makes me happy as well.
I have real difficulty reviewing what followed. It's not that I had a bad time, oh, far from it. But she has been so well reviewed and my experiences so closely mirrored the wonderful experiences that others had reported, that I find it hard to say anything new. She is indeed very skilled, with an intoxicating combination of gentle touch and vigorous action, and a strong willingness to please. As well, she very much left the feeling that she was enjoying this as much or more than I was.
To say that she wasn't a clockwatcher with me was an understatement. I was already over the time that I had booked before we even reached the bedroom and we chatted amiably for some time afterwards. We enjoyed each other's company that much.
Would I repeat? In a gnat's eyeblink. I left with a big goofy grin. I think that for me, this session has been elevated to the pantheon of a handful of all-time great sessions. I was left with the feeling that she was the sweet college girlfriend that I never had. I hope that she decides to try to visit Winnipeg again, and soon.
Very shortly before I left for Calgary, Bijou announced that she was considering visiting Calgary for the time that I would be there. It took me perhaps all of 5 seconds before I started writing a PM showing my interest. It's not that I don't think that the local Calgary ladies aren't worthwhile- far from it, there are quite a few that I'd love to see, and may well sometime. But Bijou was definitely a special case.
I first heard of Bijou about a year ago, when she was still using the Miss Monique handle. At the time, I was still writing my 'A Year as a Pooner' stories, and she wrote me a very flattering PM admiring them. While I do receive the odd piece of admiration, that PM had always stood out in my memory. It was sincere, heartfelt, and she had clearly grasped the heart of what I was trying to get across in them.
If it had been only that PM, nothing more might have happened. But I became a fan of her posts. They were genuine, warm, intelligent and were a pleasure to read. The fact that a very cursory search unleashed an avalanche of quite complimentary reviews certainly didn't hurt. I decided quite a long time ago that I needed to meet her at some time. At the same time, she had been following my stories as well, and had said more than once that she was very curious about me.
But somehow, our stars never seemed to come into alignment. She managed to be out of town both times that I passed through Vancouver this year, and her planned trip to my native Winnipeg last month got cancelled. We kept in touch, and we both agreed. Meeting each other would happen. The only question was when.
So soon after I sent my "Calgary? Yes please!!" PM, she wrote back. Her Calgary trip was confirmed. We were finally going to meet!
I arrived at her downtown Calgary incall, light hearted and confident of step, grasping a bottle of red wine that I'd chosen for the occasion. I found the room, and knocked gently on the door. After what seemed to be an eternity, but probably was only 30 seconds, the door swung open.
I was immediately greeted warmly.. by her dog. I got the full-on hanging tongue, tail-wagging treatment, and thankfully the dog wasn't agressively friendly. I love dogs, and this one was a sweetie. Bijou was close behind. She reeled in her dog, and led me into the dimly-lit hallway.
We traded pleasantries and she took my coat. In the brighter light, I was able to get a good look at her. She has enormous hazel eyes, an infectious smile, and the cutest dimple in her chin. The overall effect was very much the cute girl next door, as many reviews have previously noted. She was dressed very casually and I felt as if I had arrived at the home of a sweet and charming civilian. Just to remind me that she wasn't, she pulled me in for a smouldering, open-mouthed kiss that took my breath away and made me hard almost instantly. Wow, I thought. I wondered for a moment if we were going to make it any further into the room than the hallway. But she broke the kiss, and led me into her room.
She dashed around setting up a few last-minute preparations in the room and lighting a few candles while I opened the wine to let it breathe. We chatted animatedly the entire time, satisfying our longstanding curiosity about each other.
I poured the wine and we sat on the sofa, and chatted. We covered many non-hobby topics, and shared a little bit about ourselves. It became clear quickly that what you see in her posts was what you get in person with her. Warm. Highly intelligent. Sincere, and sincerely interested in everything, with well-focused and articulate observations about her life and career. All this time, her talk was frequently punctuated with the cutest young-girl giggle. It's easy to see why many reviewers have mentioned that she appeared to be much younger than her 30 years. She had a equally cute french accent that came and went as the evening wore on.
Her warm and open personality was appealing to me immensely. To me, she was segueing from the cute girl-next-door who greeted me at the door to a truly beautiful woman. She finally said, "How would you like to join me in the shower?" Well, how could any sane man resist. We showered with much mutual soaping and more than a few laughs and giggles. We toweled ourselves off and Bijou put on some very appealing lingerie. She certainly didn't need more to turn me on. I was already sporting the proverbial woody you could hang your hat on, but her lingerie put the icing on the cake and seemed to make her genuinely happier. And as I've noted elsewhere, whatever makes the lady happy makes me happy as well.
I have real difficulty reviewing what followed. It's not that I had a bad time, oh, far from it. But she has been so well reviewed and my experiences so closely mirrored the wonderful experiences that others had reported, that I find it hard to say anything new. She is indeed very skilled, with an intoxicating combination of gentle touch and vigorous action, and a strong willingness to please. As well, she very much left the feeling that she was enjoying this as much or more than I was.
To say that she wasn't a clockwatcher with me was an understatement. I was already over the time that I had booked before we even reached the bedroom and we chatted amiably for some time afterwards. We enjoyed each other's company that much.
Would I repeat? In a gnat's eyeblink. I left with a big goofy grin. I think that for me, this session has been elevated to the pantheon of a handful of all-time great sessions. I was left with the feeling that she was the sweet college girlfriend that I never had. I hope that she decides to try to visit Winnipeg again, and soon.
