I first heard of Thais perhaps two years ago, when I used to spend more time on PERB. You couldn't miss her posts there. They were and remain some of the most intelligent, well researched and well-thought out posts that I have ever seen on an escort review board, anywhere. I read many of her posts, and as I branched out in this hobby, later found many more on a Calgary-based board and elsewhere.
Thais is a bit of an enigma. She doesn't currently have a web site, and only rarely advertises. In the time that I have known her, I have only seen a long-gone web site, and two small ads both posted within the last several months on that Calgary board. No, her calling card for the most part are those remarkable posts.
To say that she is intelligent is to grossly understate the matter. I come into regular contact with several exceedingly intelligent people in the course of my day-to-day work. I've come to be friends with many of them and am used to be around them. But in spite of that, Thais' posts intimidated. They are muscularly intelligent and they sparkle with her obvious mental dexterity. In addition, they have a serious, no-nonsense tone to them that further intimidates. So naturally, though I was intimidated, I could only speculate on what it would be like to meet her and find out what was behind that beautiful but sober exterior.
Late last year, I made one of my occasional visits to Calgary. I'd made arrangements to meet one of the other board denizens there for lunch, and he suggested inviting a few other locals as well. Unbeknownst to me, he had invited Thais. It was quite short notice and she couldn't make it, but in a PM that was later forwarded to me she expressed regret. She wrote that she liked my writing and would have liked to meet me.
It was a bolt from the blue. The possibility that she followed my stories had never even occurred to me. And that was the beginning of our friendly correspondence. We're both rather long-winded given the slightest inclination, and I treasured our exchanges. We talked about ourselves, this business/hobby, and much more. She became much less intimidating, and a very pleasant diversion.
She is currently offering a minimum two-hour engagement for six browns. So after spending some time thinking about it, I wrote in my next email that I had seen her recent ad and yes, I was interested. And as it turned out, so was she.
Getting to meet Thais is different from most of the ladies that I've met in this hobby. Really, really different. Picking up the phone or sending a quick e-mail just isn't done. In order to meet her, you must correspond, tell her a little about yourself. She uses that communication to gauge whether or not chemistry is likely to result before deciding to see you. And she is prepared to correspond for some time before she decides. As she had stated on her long-gone web site, the mere ability to pay is by no means any assurance that she will agree to meet you.
At that time of that ad, it would be a few months before I returned to Calgary. So it was a good opportunity to correspond. Not as just friends with a common interest, but now also as a potential client. So for much of the first half of this year, we carried on with our email correspondence.
Communicating with her can be challenging. There were a few times that I would write a long and thoughtful email and not hear anything back for days or even weeks, and yet see several well-written and articulate posts from her on the boards in the meantime. I wondered to myself more than once whether she had lost interest, or whether she was sincere about wanting to keep up our correspondence. I came to realize that she had always been interested, but a combination of outside life committments, her desire to only release 'perfect' missives, and just plain procrastination stood in the way of more timely responses. So I decided to be patient, I still enjoyed her occasional emails and I had very little to lose. She's aware of these delays and is working to reduce them.
Her emails were seriously worded. They were not especially flirtatious for the most part, which is interesting considering that we were engaging in what almost amounts to a courtship. Again, patience is clearly rewarded. Suffice to say that seeing her requires much more effort and persistence than is usual in this hobby.
Finally, the day came for me to arrange my next Calgary visit. We agreed to meet for a casual bite to eat, to place a face to the name, and to see whether the written chemistry that we shared would translate into real-world chemistry.
I had only a vague idea of what she looked like. She has only posted a few small, though very appealing, pictures and her face is obscured in them. So I was surprised when she walked up to me at that restaurant. She is *quite* attractive. Startlingly so, with pale skin, fine features, and was fresh-faced and lightly made up. She had sensible, shoulder length red-brown hair, and was dressed in pearls and a clean-lined long black jacket and little black dress. The dress was fashionably short, though not too short. High heeled boots. She left the impression that she could be a graduate student at her thesis defence, or possibly an attractive junior co-worker at a professional office. Very classy, and very, very appealing. I hadn't requested these clothes. But she had read that I'd started out in this hobby with a request for the lady to wear business attire, and had mirrored that request perfectly.
A brief hug, and we sat at the table and started to talk. She is soft-spoken and has a slight east european accent that was not only charming, but it encouraged you to move in closer and concentrate on what she was saying. It was a pleasure to be in such close proximity. And after a very few minutes, we became absorbed in a deep discussion. That conversation was memorable. I had that muscular intellect to get me thinking, of course. But after a little while I was also able to get her to relax, laugh, and be free to be the 25 year young woman that she was.
After a little while later, I sat back. "So are going to take me home with you, Thais?" I smiled.
Her eyes were already twinkling. She said "Yes!" without hesitation, and smiled broadly. I'd been blessed. It was definitely time to leave. Our long distance 'love affair' was about to be requited. "Check, waiter..."
We got in my car. We looked at each other, and I could see that her eyes glistened, even in the dim light. I took her hand, and kissed her fingers gently. Her breath caught, and she closed her eyes. I leaned in, and kissed her mouth gently, my lips just making the barest brush with hers.
It was a small thing, that kiss, delicate and chaste. But it was deeply stirring and deeply erotic after our months of virtual foreplay. It was all I could to to break that kiss, start the car, and drive off.
A few minutes later, we arrived and parked near her downtown apartment. And kissed again, more vigorously this time. The lacy tops of her hose were exposed, showing a tantalizing few inches of skin below her skirt. I was losing the fight to keep my hands off of her, keep from devouring her right then and there. But somehow, after a few minutes, we composed ourselves, and stepped out of the car into the cool night air.
I'm afraid that I remember very little about her apartment. She had my full and undivided attention after she let us in. She turned to switch on the light, and I stepped behind her and held her gently as I kissed her ear and neck. She shivered, her eyes closed. My hands roamed, softly stroking. I turned her around, finally, and kissed her mouth. It was hard, but after a few minutes we broke our kiss and took off our coats. She led me into the bedroom where I undressed her slowly, kissing lightly the whole way.
I recall in an ad she once posted that she wasn't a spinner, but that she was slowly working toward it. No, she's not a spinner, but I would describe her as athletic. She's well toned and could not be considered by any stretch of the imagination overweight. She is also very satisfyingly busty. She had nothing to apologize for, that's for certain. Her skin was soft, taut, and firm and I just couldn't keep my hands off of it.
It is difficult to express how authentic the whole experience was. In the past, I've had the occasional hobby outing where I was left feeling like the whole thing was a well-practiced, well executed and pleasant act. Pleasant enough, and I was satisfied, but recognizable as an act nevertheless. With Thais, I never had the slightest sense that she wasn't truly and fully enjoying her time with me and that the affection and very evident passion was genuine. The experience was intoxicating and I could easily see how it could become dangerously addictive.
Somewhere at the back of my mind, I have a romantic image of the perfect companion. Being pleasing to the eye and to the touch is a given, of course. But beyond that, I would look for the same things that I would look for in any woman. Education, intelligence, culture, a good conversationalist. This imaginary person would have a fulfilling life and interests outside of the hobby, making this endeavor a part-time interest. Someone for whom this venture is a hobby purely for her own amusement, and has the luxury to be able to pick and choose her clients. And of course, finding someone who has all these things and who chooses to see me is a definite plus.
Thais fits all of these criteria and more. I feel very lucky that we've been able to develop the kind of chemistry that has allowed us to meet and has provided such a memorable time.
I've written in the past that this hobby is a strange reversal of real life. In this hobby, you are physically intimate from the beginning, and an emotional and intellectual connection only occurs later, if at all. No, seeing Thais is much more akin to real-life dating, where you must develop and nurture a connection and a corresponding interest from her before you get a chance to meet. But in exchange for all this effort, you get back so much in return. You get the undivided attention and utter authenticity and sheer joy of the remarkable young lady that is Thais.
My head's still in the clouds. She is definitely special, and I'm looking forward to my next Calgary visit already.
Thais doesn't have a web site. She is reachable via PM here.
Thais is a bit of an enigma. She doesn't currently have a web site, and only rarely advertises. In the time that I have known her, I have only seen a long-gone web site, and two small ads both posted within the last several months on that Calgary board. No, her calling card for the most part are those remarkable posts.
To say that she is intelligent is to grossly understate the matter. I come into regular contact with several exceedingly intelligent people in the course of my day-to-day work. I've come to be friends with many of them and am used to be around them. But in spite of that, Thais' posts intimidated. They are muscularly intelligent and they sparkle with her obvious mental dexterity. In addition, they have a serious, no-nonsense tone to them that further intimidates. So naturally, though I was intimidated, I could only speculate on what it would be like to meet her and find out what was behind that beautiful but sober exterior.
Late last year, I made one of my occasional visits to Calgary. I'd made arrangements to meet one of the other board denizens there for lunch, and he suggested inviting a few other locals as well. Unbeknownst to me, he had invited Thais. It was quite short notice and she couldn't make it, but in a PM that was later forwarded to me she expressed regret. She wrote that she liked my writing and would have liked to meet me.
It was a bolt from the blue. The possibility that she followed my stories had never even occurred to me. And that was the beginning of our friendly correspondence. We're both rather long-winded given the slightest inclination, and I treasured our exchanges. We talked about ourselves, this business/hobby, and much more. She became much less intimidating, and a very pleasant diversion.
She is currently offering a minimum two-hour engagement for six browns. So after spending some time thinking about it, I wrote in my next email that I had seen her recent ad and yes, I was interested. And as it turned out, so was she.
Getting to meet Thais is different from most of the ladies that I've met in this hobby. Really, really different. Picking up the phone or sending a quick e-mail just isn't done. In order to meet her, you must correspond, tell her a little about yourself. She uses that communication to gauge whether or not chemistry is likely to result before deciding to see you. And she is prepared to correspond for some time before she decides. As she had stated on her long-gone web site, the mere ability to pay is by no means any assurance that she will agree to meet you.
At that time of that ad, it would be a few months before I returned to Calgary. So it was a good opportunity to correspond. Not as just friends with a common interest, but now also as a potential client. So for much of the first half of this year, we carried on with our email correspondence.
Communicating with her can be challenging. There were a few times that I would write a long and thoughtful email and not hear anything back for days or even weeks, and yet see several well-written and articulate posts from her on the boards in the meantime. I wondered to myself more than once whether she had lost interest, or whether she was sincere about wanting to keep up our correspondence. I came to realize that she had always been interested, but a combination of outside life committments, her desire to only release 'perfect' missives, and just plain procrastination stood in the way of more timely responses. So I decided to be patient, I still enjoyed her occasional emails and I had very little to lose. She's aware of these delays and is working to reduce them.
Her emails were seriously worded. They were not especially flirtatious for the most part, which is interesting considering that we were engaging in what almost amounts to a courtship. Again, patience is clearly rewarded. Suffice to say that seeing her requires much more effort and persistence than is usual in this hobby.
Finally, the day came for me to arrange my next Calgary visit. We agreed to meet for a casual bite to eat, to place a face to the name, and to see whether the written chemistry that we shared would translate into real-world chemistry.
I had only a vague idea of what she looked like. She has only posted a few small, though very appealing, pictures and her face is obscured in them. So I was surprised when she walked up to me at that restaurant. She is *quite* attractive. Startlingly so, with pale skin, fine features, and was fresh-faced and lightly made up. She had sensible, shoulder length red-brown hair, and was dressed in pearls and a clean-lined long black jacket and little black dress. The dress was fashionably short, though not too short. High heeled boots. She left the impression that she could be a graduate student at her thesis defence, or possibly an attractive junior co-worker at a professional office. Very classy, and very, very appealing. I hadn't requested these clothes. But she had read that I'd started out in this hobby with a request for the lady to wear business attire, and had mirrored that request perfectly.
A brief hug, and we sat at the table and started to talk. She is soft-spoken and has a slight east european accent that was not only charming, but it encouraged you to move in closer and concentrate on what she was saying. It was a pleasure to be in such close proximity. And after a very few minutes, we became absorbed in a deep discussion. That conversation was memorable. I had that muscular intellect to get me thinking, of course. But after a little while I was also able to get her to relax, laugh, and be free to be the 25 year young woman that she was.
After a little while later, I sat back. "So are going to take me home with you, Thais?" I smiled.
Her eyes were already twinkling. She said "Yes!" without hesitation, and smiled broadly. I'd been blessed. It was definitely time to leave. Our long distance 'love affair' was about to be requited. "Check, waiter..."
We got in my car. We looked at each other, and I could see that her eyes glistened, even in the dim light. I took her hand, and kissed her fingers gently. Her breath caught, and she closed her eyes. I leaned in, and kissed her mouth gently, my lips just making the barest brush with hers.
It was a small thing, that kiss, delicate and chaste. But it was deeply stirring and deeply erotic after our months of virtual foreplay. It was all I could to to break that kiss, start the car, and drive off.
A few minutes later, we arrived and parked near her downtown apartment. And kissed again, more vigorously this time. The lacy tops of her hose were exposed, showing a tantalizing few inches of skin below her skirt. I was losing the fight to keep my hands off of her, keep from devouring her right then and there. But somehow, after a few minutes, we composed ourselves, and stepped out of the car into the cool night air.
I'm afraid that I remember very little about her apartment. She had my full and undivided attention after she let us in. She turned to switch on the light, and I stepped behind her and held her gently as I kissed her ear and neck. She shivered, her eyes closed. My hands roamed, softly stroking. I turned her around, finally, and kissed her mouth. It was hard, but after a few minutes we broke our kiss and took off our coats. She led me into the bedroom where I undressed her slowly, kissing lightly the whole way.
I recall in an ad she once posted that she wasn't a spinner, but that she was slowly working toward it. No, she's not a spinner, but I would describe her as athletic. She's well toned and could not be considered by any stretch of the imagination overweight. She is also very satisfyingly busty. She had nothing to apologize for, that's for certain. Her skin was soft, taut, and firm and I just couldn't keep my hands off of it.
It is difficult to express how authentic the whole experience was. In the past, I've had the occasional hobby outing where I was left feeling like the whole thing was a well-practiced, well executed and pleasant act. Pleasant enough, and I was satisfied, but recognizable as an act nevertheless. With Thais, I never had the slightest sense that she wasn't truly and fully enjoying her time with me and that the affection and very evident passion was genuine. The experience was intoxicating and I could easily see how it could become dangerously addictive.
Somewhere at the back of my mind, I have a romantic image of the perfect companion. Being pleasing to the eye and to the touch is a given, of course. But beyond that, I would look for the same things that I would look for in any woman. Education, intelligence, culture, a good conversationalist. This imaginary person would have a fulfilling life and interests outside of the hobby, making this endeavor a part-time interest. Someone for whom this venture is a hobby purely for her own amusement, and has the luxury to be able to pick and choose her clients. And of course, finding someone who has all these things and who chooses to see me is a definite plus.
Thais fits all of these criteria and more. I feel very lucky that we've been able to develop the kind of chemistry that has allowed us to meet and has provided such a memorable time.
I've written in the past that this hobby is a strange reversal of real life. In this hobby, you are physically intimate from the beginning, and an emotional and intellectual connection only occurs later, if at all. No, seeing Thais is much more akin to real-life dating, where you must develop and nurture a connection and a corresponding interest from her before you get a chance to meet. But in exchange for all this effort, you get back so much in return. You get the undivided attention and utter authenticity and sheer joy of the remarkable young lady that is Thais.
My head's still in the clouds. She is definitely special, and I'm looking forward to my next Calgary visit already.
Thais doesn't have a web site. She is reachable via PM here.
