Review: Mandy

General Details

I had planned an encounter for about 3:30 but arrived at the hotel earlier. I called the service and after a second phone call, due to a misunderstanding on my part, Mandy was on her way. The receptionist told me it would be "about an hour" so after sixty minutes I was getting anxious if this was all going to work out. Then came the soft knock on the door. She was dressed in what I would call a sun dress which she said was new -- I was the first to see her in it. Actually, I wanted to see her out of it! We spoke briefly of the weather, of construction in Chicago (a constant since I first worked there in the summer of '67), and then she asked if I did this often. Caught a little off guard, I stumbled in my response but allowed that it was a "several times a year thing." I had laid out my contribution in on the bathroom counter, along with my driver's licence. She disappeared into the bath to review the paperwork and make her phone call, I expect. She quickly relieved herself of the burden of wearing that dress revealing the most incredible bosom upon which I have ever gazed. She invited me to get comfortable (get out of my clothes) and we both laid upon the bed, flesh to flesh. "I have only one rule," she said, "you may not ....