You want to experience the best life can offer. You want it all:
Beckoning beauty…enchanting smile…spell-binding personality…worldly culture…educated and articulate…the rock-hard physique of a competitive athlete…attentive to the smallest details of an all-enthralling intensely erotic experience…and a magnetism that draws you into her world like a tractor beam.
Is there such a woman? Enter Dolly’s World and find out for yourself why she has been rated the BEST ESCORT WORLDWIDE in 2014 and 2015.
A former world-class athlete with 36D-24-36 measurements in a statuesque 5’7” package, Dolly has the sexy fit and ripped but femininely supple body that other women dream of having – the body that makes men weak in the knees. Her voice is like a late-afternoon Spring shower, soft and soothing. Her wit and intelligence amaze you at every turn because Dolly is often two steps ahead of where you are. Dolly focuses every one of her senses directly on you when you are lucky enough to capture this free spirit for a truly unforgettable experience together. Be careful how close you get…you may not ever want to escape her spell.
There simply is none other like her…DOLLY JEWEL
When not training her body to maintain her unequaled fitness and shape, this siren of exquisite, sensual pleasures is a full-time businesswoman who yearns to connect with a limited and exclusive circle of mature, successful, intelligent, like-minded men during her limited free time. If you are lucky enough to enter Dolly’s circle, prepare to be amazed, dazzled, and saturated with unequaled satisfaction, wondering aloud when you can experience her again.
Your living fantasy awaits you... in Boston Feb 21-23
Please see newest pics taken last week on Dolly's site in Dolly Tourmaline Galler
During a sabbatical from the luxury yacht business (go figure--luxury yacht sales dipped a bit during the great recession!) I found myself kind of bored and frustrated from hearing for the umpteenth time, "maybe when things get better, but not now." Not that I needed the money, but what I needed was a feeling of ...call it success. And sexual being that I am, I regard the pleasure I share and receive sexually to be a pretty recession-proof source of success for me. So that year I decided to step away from the yachts until the buyers returned, which of course they did, and instead I occupied some time by being on the dance squad for one of the hottest pro sports franchises, which must remain unnamed here in the Dolly blog. I figured the sexy outfit, hot moves, and the company of the rest of the totally fuckable hot ladies would provide many new opportunities for achieving sexual satisfaction and success. Consider this blog entry my "Diary of a pro sports dancer."
AND SO THE CHEER TEAM DANCING BEGINS
One of the cool, but theoretically non-sexual perks was getting invited to the luxury suites to mingle and greet the VIPs. I've been in many a suite before, including my family's own, but on these occasions all I had to do was be enthusiastic and look good, and my fit toned body, tan, long blonde hair, blue eyes, sexy runner's/dancer's legs, my smile that is dentally bragged about, and my flirty nature made this new role so easy. I got chummy with one particular client, Mike, who was the heir to a locally based telecom company. Nice guy, never married, reputation of being classy but perennially not ready to settle down. One of the city's top ten most eligible bachelors. Not model good looking, a bit prematurely thinning in the hair department, green eyes, sandy blonde hair and an average build. What was attractive about him was all about his personality, his ability to show an interest in me as a person, not just as the yummy filling on the inside of the dance team uniform (which left little to the imagination. So slutty and erotic. You know, PERFECT for me!).
He let me know he liked me, but was very up front that he didn't want to give me the wrong idea. I wasn't looking to settle down, either, and wasn't intimidated by the family's money, so I guess we just sort of clicked and small talk became bigger talk, and then I agreed to lunch. And soon enough, the local gossip columns caught wind of the relationship, and I needed to be less public with our friendship. Which, to that point, was still just a friendship. So a couple weeks in, and I'm thinking, "wait, I got into this for the sexual opportunities to follow, and this perfect target, not looking to get attached or anything that I don't want either, he hasn't made a move. What's up with that?"
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