Review: Jaycee Rivers

General Details

A Courtesan for Mind, Body, and Soul.

Words have meaning, and while a courtesan may be an escort, the terms are not synonymous. A true courtesan stretches a man’s mind, excites the body, and soothes the turbulent soul. When a man sees a true courtesan she has already made love to his mind before he ever arrives in the same room with her. When they part, he leaves with memories of physical pleasure and of having been touched by a muse—revitalized to go back into the real world while longing for the next interlude with her. In thirty+ years I had met only two such women—after seeing Jaycee I can happily say I now have met three. What an amazing young lady she is.

PROLOGUE and LOGISTICS:

I have seen Jaycees’ post for quite some time. She is thoughtful, creative, well-spoken, and interesting. That, coupled with being quite beautiful, attracted my attention. A few private messages reaffirmed it. So when I learned I would be in Kansas City I contacted her via P411, and screening was simple & painless via that site. We set a date and time equally easily. Since I do not know KC well she recommended hotels and restaurants based upon our discussions. In all, the logistics were taken care of effortlessly. On the evening of our date she arrived precisely on time and looked stunning.

THE SEDUCTION:

I had contacted her about a month out, and after screening and arranging the date we had several weeks to exchange e-mails. I tried to be mindful of her time, only sending one of mine for each one reply of hers. In those e-mails she allowed glimpses into the lady behind the profile. She pointed me to her website which is an exquisite piece of work and does the best job I have yet seen of showing you what you will find when you actually meet her. She looks like her photos. She has the same mannerisms and soft, inviting voice on the videos that you get in person. And unlike many ladies who give you no insight to the person behind the mask, if you watch Jaycee’s videos you will get a multi-faceted look. I knew I wanted to see her a month before. But slowly—e-mail by e-mail—she transformed “want to see” into a white hot NEED to see her. I was addicted, and I had never met her.