I've known about Victoria Jolie for quite a while, of course. I think I've seen raving accolades for her on every board I've ever been on. She's been coming to Winnipeg for four years now, but unaccountably I'd never quite gotten around to booking her.
I saw her recent ads for her trip to Winnipeg with interest. I had a never quite requited interest in meeting a French-Canadian lady ever since a trip to Montreal last year. On her recent trip to Winnipeg I saw her advertise that she'd had a few cancellations, unusually for her. I took her ad mentioning the cancellations as a sign that it was time. I sent her a PM and gave her my preferred times and references. She got back to me very quickly. After a couple of more PMs to iron out the details, I had a booking for the next day with the legendary lady herself.
I was greeted at the door by a model-tall knockout blonde. She wore a black bustier with matching panties, a garter and elaborately patterned stockings. Tall, tall tomato red patent stilettos. She led me into a candlelit room, pulled me on a kingsized bed with blood-red sheets. And it was there that she thoroughly wowed me.
Victoria isn't perfect. She's only human, after all. In particular, I get the impression that she has a challenge keeping up with telephone communication. But to be fair, if I traveled as much as she does and was as popular as she is, I'm not sure I'd do much better. No, she isn't perfect but she was just perfect when it counted, when we were alone together.
Oh, of course the sex was great. My expectations were rather high in that regard, and she certainly didn't disappoint. My lord, the lady has skills. I distinctly got the impression I was only scratching the surface in that regard. She was wonderfully responsive. I have a fond memory of her whispering in French, sotto voce, as I rode on that day.
But if that was all I had to say, this review would be much shorter. It's just that there were also so many well thought-out nice little touches that she did. Many wonderful ladies might show you one or two or even a few little flourishes in a session, but with her I noticed them again and again. With her, conversation was easy. It was warm and inviting, again and again straddling the fine line between showing interest and too much interest. I also marveled at her apparently conjuring a condom out of thin air and slipping it on me very nearly without my ever noticing.
Lastly, after the fireworks were over she curled up next to me and pulled my arm around her before we chatted. It felt natural. As if of course, we were going to cuddle. Now, I think many ladies are agreeable to a post-coital cuddle but in my experience most have let me take the initiative rather than actively inviting it as she did.
It's a rare lady who has that depth of experience without leaving the impression that she's become jaded, but she smoothly pulled it off. She was a consummate professional and frankly has set a new high-water mark for me both for service and deportment in this business. I can see now why she apparently has enough custom to have websites in three countries on two continents.
Perhaps I'd been unaccountably slow to discover her, but now that I have, I've become her newest devotee. She mentioned considering slowing down in her traveling and I can only mourn the lost opportunities. She was that good. But I can make up for lost time, the next time our paths meet.
I saw her recent ads for her trip to Winnipeg with interest. I had a never quite requited interest in meeting a French-Canadian lady ever since a trip to Montreal last year. On her recent trip to Winnipeg I saw her advertise that she'd had a few cancellations, unusually for her. I took her ad mentioning the cancellations as a sign that it was time. I sent her a PM and gave her my preferred times and references. She got back to me very quickly. After a couple of more PMs to iron out the details, I had a booking for the next day with the legendary lady herself.
I was greeted at the door by a model-tall knockout blonde. She wore a black bustier with matching panties, a garter and elaborately patterned stockings. Tall, tall tomato red patent stilettos. She led me into a candlelit room, pulled me on a kingsized bed with blood-red sheets. And it was there that she thoroughly wowed me.
Victoria isn't perfect. She's only human, after all. In particular, I get the impression that she has a challenge keeping up with telephone communication. But to be fair, if I traveled as much as she does and was as popular as she is, I'm not sure I'd do much better. No, she isn't perfect but she was just perfect when it counted, when we were alone together.
Oh, of course the sex was great. My expectations were rather high in that regard, and she certainly didn't disappoint. My lord, the lady has skills. I distinctly got the impression I was only scratching the surface in that regard. She was wonderfully responsive. I have a fond memory of her whispering in French, sotto voce, as I rode on that day.
But if that was all I had to say, this review would be much shorter. It's just that there were also so many well thought-out nice little touches that she did. Many wonderful ladies might show you one or two or even a few little flourishes in a session, but with her I noticed them again and again. With her, conversation was easy. It was warm and inviting, again and again straddling the fine line between showing interest and too much interest. I also marveled at her apparently conjuring a condom out of thin air and slipping it on me very nearly without my ever noticing.
Lastly, after the fireworks were over she curled up next to me and pulled my arm around her before we chatted. It felt natural. As if of course, we were going to cuddle. Now, I think many ladies are agreeable to a post-coital cuddle but in my experience most have let me take the initiative rather than actively inviting it as she did.
It's a rare lady who has that depth of experience without leaving the impression that she's become jaded, but she smoothly pulled it off. She was a consummate professional and frankly has set a new high-water mark for me both for service and deportment in this business. I can see now why she apparently has enough custom to have websites in three countries on two continents.
Perhaps I'd been unaccountably slow to discover her, but now that I have, I've become her newest devotee. She mentioned considering slowing down in her traveling and I can only mourn the lost opportunities. She was that good. But I can make up for lost time, the next time our paths meet.
