Review by GGGDICKSON77, May, 2018
How things in life just happen with the strangest of circumstances. Some might refer to this as the meaning of serendipity. Tara might even define Serendipity. My introduction of Tara was just that. Starting with an email from a few fellow pooners. The first ad for Ms. Green was passed on to me to allow me to start the pursuit and with no reviews, my commentary was awaited by the members of my pack. I reached out to Ms. Green and I received the most interesting of responses. Within days a review went up and was passed to me and I thought the game was over as the boys now had a review. I was prepared to give up my hunt as this lady was now out of the bag and no need for my meet and greet. One of my compatriots, on the other hand, made it clear that the review was written by an old pooner who could not say shit if his mouth was full of it. My comrades refused to let me give up the chase as they were moving in for the hit on their targets. My commitment to the pack did not allow me to pull away. Besides the emails from Ms. Green was very interesting indeed. She shared her new-found love for this world that I played in. She seemed interested in Dickson’s past experiences and her comments on my exploits drew me in. I learned of a few of her fantasies and they intrigued me. She appeared to have this interest in corsets and a dream-like state to be with a group of men and women. As our discussion continues we are interrupted by a beautiful young lady who introduces her self as Ms. Green. I am totally taken back. Is it 7 PM already? I am shocked and embarrassed that the time slipped by as it had. I stand not sure if I should shake her hand or hug her. After an awkward embraced her smile reassures me that my time management skills are not all that terrible. We invite her to join us and realize our food had not even arrived yet. I ask her what she would like to drink. She smiles and told me she gave me her order earlier in an email. Oh, now I forgot about her double scotch. I quickly order her drink. I introduce her to Lily and they jump right into the event we want to create with Ms. Green. I learn that Ms. Green is not thinking black tie for the guys. Spontaneous thought hits me as I reformulate Ms. Green’s fantasy. Both Lily and I hit her with questions and the poor lady has yet to catch her breath. It appears so much of Ms. Green is spur of the moment, natural. Even her short flowing outfit reflected that. Even when it is planned it becomes unplanned in time, space, or shape. She is unstructured, extemporaneous, free-spirited. The word that comes to mind is Serendipity! Yup, that is Ms. Green – fate, destiny, Providence. There was a reason I was drawn to her. I want to buy a lottery ticket because I felt lucky. I ask Ms. Green if she cares to share another hour and another envelope. She smiles and agrees to spend some alone time with me. We bid Lily goodbye and leave Lily in the restaurant as we now race into the lounge. We find a table near the back and await my ATF. Ms. Green sits next to me and I get to admire her. She appears much younger than I had anticipated. She has a freshness and innocence to her. I consider my good fortune in finding such a gem. In my mind, I thank my fellow pooners for recommending I meet this tiny young lady who sits next to me. We talk, and I am impressed by her natural beauty and her reassuring warmth. She shares with me how I was her first connection to the business as my email was her first that intrigued her. With Ms. Green is all about chance! Ms. Green is now playing into my desires. I give her the second envelope as we explore her hidden desires. She giggles and is open to adventures in the future. I make it clear we are dreaming at this point and that although anything is possible we need time to ensure she is comfortable with me and my adventures. She slides back and forth in her chair and her jumpsuit slides up to reveal her thigh. Her legs are to die for.
