Review: Kara Edens

General Details

2nd time with Kara. It is her kisses that I need. I'm a quadriplegic who cannot move below my shoulders. My General can stand at attention, but never finishes. He loves attention however, and she provides it.

She's my 3rd DC provider. The agency is great. Easy to use. Professional on the phone. Normal 2 call system. 2 hours, $580, was a more relaxing time than the 1.5 hours from previous encounters. Kara does not converse well thru email. Maybe responds a short reply to only a few of the several emails that I had sent to her. I lowered my expectations for the second date in fact, due to her lackluster effort on emails. But I see that as my problem, wanting something more, than just her time.

As soon as Desirable Companions' schedule came out,on Monday, I reserved my time with Kara online. I had not gotten any confirmation by Monday afternoon, so I called to confirm my appointment for Saturday 1:30 pm.. I finished my work responsibilities Saturday morning. Through email reply she asked for a salad. I went to a grocery store, and got an employee to make the salad for me, and 2 20oz Diet Cokes. I took her 1 last time and she thanked me saying how she lives on Diet Coke.

I had called DC at 11 to get the address. The dispatcher said she would text me the address. I got the address, it was 1 of the same 3 hotels from before, and leisurely drove down to the hotel. Before driving I took my Levitra, on an empty stomach, to assure I would be hard at the beginning of my date. While driving, I could feel it kick in; both in my pants, and my head. It makes me erect, and a very slight head ache.

To get to the hotel I drive through one of the Baltimore harbor tunnels. I have an Easy Pass toll paying device on my windshield. If a wife/girlfriend ever looks at the bill, and the time/date, she may figure out that something is not right. I heard of a NYC divorce case where the wife's lawyer used toll pass records to document when the cheating husband went to his mistress in NJ. I arrived at the hotel 35 minutes early. I parked in the back by their parking garage.

I re-shaved. I wanted my face to be smooth and soft when I pressed my cheeks against her chest and inner thighs. Once smooth, I texted the dispatcher to let her know that I was outside the hotel, ready to go. I garggled some mouth wash to be fresh for the encounter. At 1:25pm I received the text that she was ready. I rolled right past the front desk, without so much as a good day.

I knocked on the door and the door opened. She was behind it out of site. At the end of the date, as I was leaving I asked her about the two text system (1st the hotel, 2nd the room number), and about why hide behind the door. The 2 texts are so the client doesn't cancel, then change his mind and show up whenever he wants. It makes her (and any escort) feel uneasy when the clients know where they are, except for the date.

She hides behind the door to prevent house keeping or some one else who walks by while to door is open seeing the girl, usually in sexy clothing.

When the door closed it was dark...too dark. The curtains were drawn, black scarves were over the lamp. She was wearing a tight fitting lacy dress, high heels, a little makeup, and a beautiful smile. I said hello, she closed the door, and I got my first kiss on the lips, no tongue. I opened my arms and she leaned over the chair so I could give her a big hug, and thank her for seeing me again. I put the envelope on the counter, and asked if she would help me with my shirt and washing up. She said that I did not need to do that again unless I felt that I needed to. I needed to do it the first time so she could make sure that I was not wearing a wire. Since she already knew me, I was OK.

We talked and exchanged some more kisses, a lot more tongue, more touching. As we move next to the bed, I asked for more light. I told that she was too attractive and sexy for me not to be able to