Quite by chance, found out Kristen was visiting Las Vegas. After looking over her website and reviews, made an appointment with her phone assistant, who got back to me with confirmation the next morning. Drove over to a major hotel on the strip in plenty of time for a couple beers. With another phone call to describe what I was wearing, Kristen had a runner meet me in the lobby with a room key, who then slyly disappeared with all the secrecy of a spy novel. After using the key card to operate the elevator, I knocked on Kristen's door, more than ready for some undercover work of my own. Her gleaming smile, straight blonde hair, and black lingerie welcomed me into a private realm of sensual pleasure. I showed her my book and she suggested we get comfortable. Works for me.