I’m obsessed.  I openly admit it.  Every mildly pretty woman I pass by I imagine a hooker.  I have a rich imagination.  Skin turns me on.  I see some lady at the grocery & wonder what she enjoys sexually.  How can I please her?  Not satisfied with acronym filled reviews I seek out ones that startle my fantasy world.  (Look at Mistress Kimlee with that strap on!  She did WHAT??!  Whooo!)
 I go visit ladies I’ve seen before to experience how recognition changes the taste of her breasts, the look on her face, curves, hair, ummm.
 Then I scroll down my TER “favorites list”… The ladies I want to discover someday soon.  I look at these names and photos and menus.  My mind wanders to impossible fantasies:  Felicia floats through the air like Supergirl.  Emma lingers over me, changing the color of her eyes at will, from those brown sparkles to purple to green to turquoise…teasing…  I beg, “give me the real you!”  But she teases me again by turning them maroon.
 I’m in Phoenix with Ciara.  She starts to ride me in CG & I can’t find her lips to kiss 'cause her face is a black shadow like her photo (gallery one on her website, squatting, kind of a “Lord of the Rings thing going there!)  NetMichelle can sit in a chair at the side of the bed I’m on and, using only her mind, can tie me up & get me off without lifting a finger.  Kim Kelly is able to remove her skin with a zipper and emerge a lioness to eat my flesh with sharp teeth and lap up my blood with a bumpy tongue.  She jerks her head and gulps down my muscle & heart.
 Pixie becomes two Pixies and does things to me I never thought could happen in a hot tub.  Every gal plays Aretha or Johnny Hartman or puts Joan Armatrading’s “The Weakness In Me” on the stereo to play over and over.  Except Wild West Kelly who plays Johnny Cash.  She slinks out of her bathtub wearing wet spurs and rolls them over my ass while she feeds me unusual chocolate brownies made by Michelle.  Sometimes I go through one of my 20-hour days experiencing an endless Pure Nectar lap dance while her feet never touch the ground.  Not once.  (Try ordering lunch at Quizno’s while she’s all over you.  It’s fun!)
 Threesomes, besides the doppelganger Pixie, include soul women Octavia and Sedona crawling head first in to each of my ears & meeting in my brain.  Whipped cream emerges from the vents and window cracks.
 Forgive me.  I’m still a Newbie.  The only realistic fantasy I have is returning to my very first provider experience after I lose all my Newbie jitters.  Rain.  Just to start over and do it right.
 Perhaps I should take some time off?  Or maybe get a girlfriend who works on Star Trek and ask her to come home with her Alien make-up still on….   Grrrrrrr!
 That’s the report from the field.  Love,  Jockeypants

Bibliography:
Mistress Kimlee: http://www.mistresskimlee.com
Felicia Fox: http://la.cityvibe.com/cgi-bin/show.cgi?mode=3&site_id=LA&ad=017710001
Emma Bond: http://www.emmabond.com
NetMichelle: http://www.netmichelle.com
Ciara (Ci Ci): http://www.azescortciara.com
Kim Kelly: http://www.ohmarcella.com/kitten/kimkelly.html
Pixie: http://la.cityvibe.net/cgi-bin/show.cgi?mode=3&site_id=LA&ad=007240002
Wild West Kelly: http://www.wildwestkelly.com/main.htm
Kelli (Pure Nectar): http://www.pnectar.com/
Quizno’s: http://www.quiznos.com/
Octavia: http://www.octaviasunset.com
Sedona:  http://www.seductivesedona.com
Star Trek: http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/series/VOY/cast/111271.html
Rain: http://la.cityvibe.com/cgi-bin/show.cgi?mode=3&site_id=LA&ctg_id=AP&ad=011750001