Kerry is one of the very first SPs that I had reviewed in Winnipeg. It was my original review of her that had started me on my path of posting on PERB regularly. I saw her twice in a fairly short period of time, perhaps a year and a half ago. I remembered those times well, and I'd always thought that she was just great. But for reasons that I don't really understand, I hadn't returned. It was those busy days of riotous living as a swineherder, I suppose. I'd seen her a couple of times since in a social setting, and I was reminded both times why I should visit her again, but had never quite gotten around to it.
I'm now a different pooner than that wide-eyed newbie who'd written that long-ago review. The search for novelty, the need to sample every treat in the candy store doesn't interest me nearly so much anymore. I've always been inclined to stick with a very few ladies that I've connected well with. As well, I now have much less patience for dealing with the hard to reach ladies and putting up with the occasional flakiness. I also don't have the time to poon that I once did, so I'd rather cut past the chase, than spend time with the chase.
So even though the number of ladies on EC is probably near an all time high and there have always been a few ladies that I'd be quite glad to see again, I had a momentary inability to make a choice when my favorite was unavailable. It just seemed like it was going to be too much work to build up that level of rapport again with someone new. So one day recently, I was reading some of my old reviews, and I ran across hers. It came to me. It's time. Would seeing Kerry now be as good as my recollection?
I'd remembered Kerry as having been supremely professional, being either very easy to reach or getting back to me promptly when I had to leave a phone message or email. Luckily, that part of my recollection was accurate. I called, and she answered right away. Yes, she would be glad to see me again. Her tribute was still two browns for the hour. She was still in the general area of Polo Park, but was now in a different location than the one I remembered.
I was buzzed up when I called at the appointed time. She greeted me at the door in a tomato-red bustier and a short black skirt. The bustier was aptly named, as her treasures runneth over and immediately attracted my gaze. But she greeted me warmly with a hug and small kiss, and she was just as pretty as I had remembered. She looked relaxed and happy. The new place was nice, as well. We sat on the sofa for a few moments, and caught up.
I'd said in my original review that I thought that she was classy and intelligent, but perhaps a little cool. I further speculated that that reserve might disappear with repeated visits. Well, this time, I think that she had warmed up to me. She's still classy, intelligent, and educated, but now I could add at ease with me to that list. We started to flirt, subtly at first, then shamelessly. It was time to move the party to the next room.
That next room was cozy. I noted that a large mirror was on the wall beside the bed, which I would make good use of for the next hour. Seeing the wonderfully appealing, grinning Kerry in the mirror as she went about her business is a memory that I'll hold for a while.
The main event was wonderful. She sincerely seemed to be having a good time, and when the lady is having a good time, I leave even happier. I left a very happy man. That rediscovered comfort level with each other reaped many rewards. I still didn't quite have the same level of rapport with her that I do with my favorite, but I could easily see how it might happen if I visited Kerry just a little more often.
Sometimes in the race for novelty, the tried, tested, and true is lost. The truth is, sometimes newer isn't always better, it's just newer. Seeing Kerry again brought that lesson to me convincingly. I marveled that all the little things were done just right. There was a level of professionalism that I no longer take for granted, but much appreciate when I find. To top it off, in spite of her considerable talent and experience in this business, she isn't hardened. I also very much get the impression that we'd be able to talk intelligently at length about many non-pooning subjects, as well as be good play partners.
So was she as good as I had remembered? Yes. Perhaps even better, now that we're more relaxed with each other and I have that newfound appreciation for a lack of drama. I definitely won't be away for so long next time.
I'm now a different pooner than that wide-eyed newbie who'd written that long-ago review. The search for novelty, the need to sample every treat in the candy store doesn't interest me nearly so much anymore. I've always been inclined to stick with a very few ladies that I've connected well with. As well, I now have much less patience for dealing with the hard to reach ladies and putting up with the occasional flakiness. I also don't have the time to poon that I once did, so I'd rather cut past the chase, than spend time with the chase.
So even though the number of ladies on EC is probably near an all time high and there have always been a few ladies that I'd be quite glad to see again, I had a momentary inability to make a choice when my favorite was unavailable. It just seemed like it was going to be too much work to build up that level of rapport again with someone new. So one day recently, I was reading some of my old reviews, and I ran across hers. It came to me. It's time. Would seeing Kerry now be as good as my recollection?
I'd remembered Kerry as having been supremely professional, being either very easy to reach or getting back to me promptly when I had to leave a phone message or email. Luckily, that part of my recollection was accurate. I called, and she answered right away. Yes, she would be glad to see me again. Her tribute was still two browns for the hour. She was still in the general area of Polo Park, but was now in a different location than the one I remembered.
I was buzzed up when I called at the appointed time. She greeted me at the door in a tomato-red bustier and a short black skirt. The bustier was aptly named, as her treasures runneth over and immediately attracted my gaze. But she greeted me warmly with a hug and small kiss, and she was just as pretty as I had remembered. She looked relaxed and happy. The new place was nice, as well. We sat on the sofa for a few moments, and caught up.
I'd said in my original review that I thought that she was classy and intelligent, but perhaps a little cool. I further speculated that that reserve might disappear with repeated visits. Well, this time, I think that she had warmed up to me. She's still classy, intelligent, and educated, but now I could add at ease with me to that list. We started to flirt, subtly at first, then shamelessly. It was time to move the party to the next room.
That next room was cozy. I noted that a large mirror was on the wall beside the bed, which I would make good use of for the next hour. Seeing the wonderfully appealing, grinning Kerry in the mirror as she went about her business is a memory that I'll hold for a while.
The main event was wonderful. She sincerely seemed to be having a good time, and when the lady is having a good time, I leave even happier. I left a very happy man. That rediscovered comfort level with each other reaped many rewards. I still didn't quite have the same level of rapport with her that I do with my favorite, but I could easily see how it might happen if I visited Kerry just a little more often.
Sometimes in the race for novelty, the tried, tested, and true is lost. The truth is, sometimes newer isn't always better, it's just newer. Seeing Kerry again brought that lesson to me convincingly. I marveled that all the little things were done just right. There was a level of professionalism that I no longer take for granted, but much appreciate when I find. To top it off, in spite of her considerable talent and experience in this business, she isn't hardened. I also very much get the impression that we'd be able to talk intelligently at length about many non-pooning subjects, as well as be good play partners.
So was she as good as I had remembered? Yes. Perhaps even better, now that we're more relaxed with each other and I have that newfound appreciation for a lack of drama. I definitely won't be away for so long next time.
