I almost didn't do this review as I am still a tiny bit ambivalent about how I came to meet Alyssa Morgan. I was in the Bay area for just a day or two on business. I was staying this time in Oakland and wasn't in the mood to drive back and forth to SF unnecessarily, so I sought an Oakland/east bay provider. Maybe I should have planned in advance or maybe there just aren't that many upscale providers there but I seemed to be having zero luck finding someone... and time was running out. One of the providers I called (She's high volume Suicide Girl look with Manic Panic Red hair and pigtails and posts prodigiously on BP, CityVibe, MyRedBook, etc. - name rhymes with Casey Bay) said that she was going to be in SF much later but that she knew of her friend Alyssa Morgan was going to be in Berkeley that afternoon. I looked her up on MyRedBook then called Alyssa and went to meet her at an upscale bayside hotel where she had just checked in. We had a little trouble connecting once there since the hotel is a sort of labyrinth and her T-Mobil phone service kept cutting out. I persevered and upon entering the cracked door found a super sexy lingerie and fuck-me boots clad sexpot reclining on the bed and already playing with herself. She had just showered and her hair was wet. She smelled nice and her skin, despite a few tattoos (one big one in the process of coming off) was flawless. Her body was built for sex and, in my opinion her ass and legs looked way better than in her RB photos.
We said a quick hello as I came closer to the bed she got on her hands and knees and playfully pushed her beautifully ample behind into me then reached around and began tugging at my belt. Game on. Non VIP's - She was worth the hunt.
Oh and avoid the other Red Head one (TER ID: 183172) who gave me her number. In the hour or two following my encounter Big Red texted me no less than 2 dozen times asking why I didn't think to leave a 20 percent tip for her since she gave a referral... WTF
