Review: Clair Jordan

General Details

"DANCE ME TO THE END LOVE"

I saw Clair’s ad and checked out her website, p411 site, and read some reviews. It was one of the most seductive searches I've conducted. Her pics were fun and frolicking… and her enigmatic demeanor, and sultry reviews ensnared me in her web.

I emailed Clair, she let know she was now in Vegas…. working on a project, and would let me know when she would be in town….

Shortly thereafter I received an email from Clair announcing she would be in town….She requested, my info….RS2K, P411, and TER …. I complied

Clair is very thorough in her review of friends…as should be expected…. I guess I passed…….. So we set the date a week or so away for her trip to the windy city. She emailed her contact info, and we confirmed.

I was running late and called her. She understood as I was picking up a nice red for our....it was chilly this October evening.

I was meeting this gorgeous lady in the jazz bar of one our historically iconic, newly renovated hotels.

As if on Que:

I entered the dimly lit bar, and I was taken to an earlier time and place……the piano tinkled a soft melody, the bass strummed and the drum beat an erotic rhythm … then a sultry, seductive feminine voice sung a tune,

“Dance me to the end of Love” by Leonard Cohen

“Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in

Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love”

Perfect timing as I made my way to the bar where I was to meet Clair

Like the sirens of Greek lore I was drawn to her presence.

I sat, we drank house red, and introduced ourselves, seductively, to each other…..

With my eyes entranced upon Clair’s beauty, from corner of my eyes I felt the presence of every man, in the room, secretly wishing he were in my seat.

Was it the wine? Wwas it the time warp? Was it Clair’s intoxicating beauty and seductive voice?….perhaps all three contributed to the dizzying, marvelous erotic sensation roiling within me.

The sultry feminine voice sang:

“Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone

Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon

Show me slowly what I only know the limits of

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love”

Clair and I retreated upstairs to the awaiting Den of Desire, and as we moved through the crowd, Eyes followed us out the door to a place they desired……a place I was arriving.

NON VIP's run to Clair if you Dare………….. Carpe' Diem!!!! VIP's Read on... if you can handle what’s to come…..