On impulse, I went down to Seattle this weekend past, and I booked a hotel room to see Sara Jay. I had heard so many good things about her, I wanted to impress her, so I had the maids do the room. They were still working when she arrived. As I saw her at the door, my first impression was, "Wow". But I had to ask her to wait until the maids were finished, which she graciously did.

What happened after was the most incredible dating experience I had ever gone through - and this after years of hobbying with regular escorts. I'm still emotionally drained from it, and I'm not sure if I can recover in a month or two or three. The best part of it is, as she left, I realized that she hadn't picked up her money for the extra hour, so I had to remind her - that shows to me that she wasn't the sort to take her money and run, but rather to make sure that she made me happy as well, which she did.

When she was gone, I looked at the clock and realized that she had actually given me a few minutes extra - she's no clock watcher, that's for sure.

I've promised to meet her again, but, before that, I would like to see you-know-who, and then, I'll be all tapped out until the AVN convention in January.