Review: Wendy

General Details

Visiting the twin cities I was buried in my work with no time to breath all week. I keep my nose to the grindstone so I could finish by Thursday night and fly home to clean my desk on Friday. As I was heading to the airport I got a text message that my flight was canceled. Too late to get another flight out I asked the driver to turn around an head back to Minneapolis.

My sour mood was altered by the front desk clerk at the hotel as she kidded me about checking back in so soon after checking out. Like a man with a mission, I booted up my computer and scanned the TER discussion boards and reviews.

Hmmm I thought jokingly....I was in the mood for great breasts. A few minutes later I fond Wendy's web site and I connected. I would have to wait a couple of hours, but heck, that's what they have lobby bars for, right?

I jumped in a cab a half hour before the bell was to ring and grabbed on more for the road near Wendy's hotel. I called a few minutes early and was given the room number. So I washed my face and ate a few breath mints and was soon knocking on the door.

At the moment I knocked I recalled my earlier musings...I wanted to play with some awesome breasts and as soon as she opened the door I knew that my wishes were coming true...AND MORE...(VIP's read on)