Review by DUNEEK, April, 2016
I kept seeing Alexus' ad online and it was a great promotional tool. The pics were hot, she sold herself very well through her description, claimed (falsely it turns out) to be a certified massage therapist with a professional table (also false), and her declared measurements were exciting. I called the number in the ad, she answered and seemed sweet enough. She said she was doing nothing at the moment and I could come by immediately. I was about 30 minutes away but made my way to her upscale hotel location in no time flat. She said to call when I arrived so I did and then she said to meet her at the elevator, that she'd be wearing a white bathrobe only and for me to get in when the elevator arrives, don't say anything to her, don't shake her hand...just get in. She said it humorously so I laughed and went along with the request. The elevator arrived and inside was a caramel beauty, youthful in appearance and clearly very curvy underneath her bathrobe. I got in as instructed and once the elevator door closed started chatting with her. She's young, not just physically but her mentality also. If you know any twenty somethings who you'd describe as millennials, that's basically her personality. That's on you whether that's good or bad. Her photos are a bit devious and that's the only reason I put that her pics aren't real. Half of them are, half of them aren't. I don't know why she bothers with the fake ones, her real ones might not be as glamorous but they'd still get her a decent amount of business. I'll say this, once we got off the elevator at one of the top floors of the hotel and she guided me towards her room, this girl had a booty that could eclipse the sun. It was that serious and I couldn't stop watching her as she switched down the hall. I could've sat and watched that for an hour. Onto the meat of the tale, literally for VIPs.
