Review: TS Eva Lin

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There are three things you need to know about Eva Lin. First, as incredible as she appears in her videos, she is far more beautiful in person. Second, she is a drama free, articulate, and intelligent. Conversation is not only possible, but enlightening. Third, and most importantly, don’t believe your GPS if it directs you to Burbank. She doesn’t live there, as I found to my embarrassment.

I arranged my meeting with Eva via text messages so effortlessly that I got unnerved. I called to verify her modulated, feminine voice, familiar to me from her videos. She gently reminded me that was unnecessary since I had been texting to her long time number, which recalls a classic of 20th century English literature. She texted me her address, including Zip code, and my GPS incorrectly directed me to Burbank. Fortunately, her correct location was nearby so I raced to meet her, fifteen minutes late.

She greeted me at the door after my bungled arrival with a slightly impatient hug, but she quickly warmed up as we snuggled on her bed. After a few seconds in her embrace, my embarrassing lapse was relegated to an anecdote, and we embarked on mutual self-discovery that is the hallmark of a great TS experience.

Eva’s an Irish/Filipina mix whose luminous skin reflects the northern lights of her Celtic forebears and the tropical dawns of her Philippines homeland: smooth as marble, warm as sunshine, and fragrant as a bouquet. Her hair sweeps theatrically, a curtain opened to reveal wide-set amber eyes framed by broad cheekbones, a narrow, Nordic nose, lush lips and a tapered, feminine chin. Her boobs cantilever in defiance of gravity and the geometry of her slender frame, the source of lower back pain that I was all too happy to massage away. Eva’s an Asian Grace Kelly, awaiting her leading man. It could be you, as it was, for a precious hour, me.