Review: Franchesca Dorian

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What is the dream of any man looking at reviews on this website? Is it to just hook up with a sexy body for a short, frenzied interlude? Or is it to connect physically, emotionally and spiritually with the kind of woman that through the ages was described as a courtesan—the sexual attendant to men of great wealth or power—and experience dimensions beyond mere sexual gratification. I am a man of the latter persuasion.

To me the ideal was to meet the kind of woman that I hoped existed, one that would fit my conception of the perfect woman companion. Beauty? Of course, in both face and body. Sexual prowess? Absolutely, in abundance and in ways that heretofore I had not experienced. I have met women with very high scores on TER that held the promise of being what I was looking for. Alas, reality didn’t match up to expectations.

In Franchseca, at least for me, I found my perfect courtesan. What is the acronym used here that indicates a personal favorite? --ATF? Yes, but that only describes the best right now for some men. And it doesn’t indicate what is really important, that the ideal has been finally realized… Shangri La visited, and nirvana experienced.

If my description of what I found with Franchesca seems hyperbole and outrageously overdone, forgive me. I still feel her presence, though it has been many hours since we parted, and I am still under her spell. Nor do I ever want that to change.