Review: Kyra Rivers

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Mar 12, 2005
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I've noticed a recurring theme in my reviews and stories. It's about attraction, or rather what has attracted me at that moment. I've found it interesting to think sometimes afterwards about why I had chosen to call that person in particular. It's never been something I've understood very well myself. I don't have a particular "type" that I pursue, either physically, personality, or with service style, so my choices have never been predictable.

Kyra has been around on PERB for about as long as I've been posting, though for most of that time under her previous handle of Sharah Knight. I'd seen <a href="http://www.escorts-canada.com/cgi-bin/ad?id=5144" TARGET="_blank">her EC ad</a> and her posts, and had exchanged a few PMs. I'd even spoken to her on the phone once or twice. But for reasons that I don't fully understand, I hadn't seen her.

I sensed that the recent change to her working name was rather more than just a name change. With it came new pictures and a new ad. I looked at the ad one day and realized that the wording was different now. The text was more sophisticated. Classier. More articulate. Perhaps Kyra/Sharah was maturing in her style. Perhaps she was what I was looking for. Perhaps I should stop this desultory mucking about already, and call.

So call I did, recently on one soggy, slushy, dismal early spring day. She was bright and cheery on the phone, and sounded thrilled to hear me call. I made an appointment at her incall in the east end of the city, at her donation of two browns.

As I've noted several times in my reviews, the ladies' faces are often not shown in their ads. Previous reviews and posts of her had referred to a bit of shyness, and also to a hat that she used to wear in session. So I was more than a little curious at this point as to what she looked like. Little was I to know that that mystery would only add to the excitement.

I walked up to her door and gently knocked. The door swung open into darkness, and I could hear her ushering me in. I stepped in, closing the door behind me. My eyes hadn't adjusted to the darkness when she pounced on me, her mouth on mine, her tongue hungrily probing my mouth. Her arms held me tightly for a moment. She started to stroke my body, then to my surprise, she started to reach for Little Birdie! I was still wearing my coat and shoes, I was already enjoying her extreme hospitality, and I hadn't even seen her face yet. I was shocked.. and delighted.

Perhaps subtlety can be overrated.

I was starting to wonder if she was going to unzip me where I was standing when she broke free. She led me to the bed, where I finally had a good look at her in the dim candlelight. She's very nicely curvy, and those curves were accentuated by an ornate bustier and her trademark knee-high high-heeled boots featured in her photos. With her soft tanned skin, blonde hair, high cheekbones and broad smile revealing small white teeth, she struck me as a near archetype of a California girl.

She's an interesting study in contrasts. She's a little self-conscious, preferring to hide her face and avoiding my direct gaze. It's a pity, she's pretty and it'd be enjoyable to bask in her glory, but perhaps she would relax with repeated visits. Despite the shyness, my session with her was anything but demure. I'd already mentioned her version of an quick introduction. That set the tone for the session, with a joyous enthusiasm and a strong willingness to please, within the context of a safe GFE, of course.

Repeating will be a no-brainer. My only worry is that she'll have a tough time topping this session, but I'm more than willing to let her try.
 
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