As long as Epiphany is out there, other providers should be ashamed to call themselves GFE. This was easily one of the most unique, surreal, interesting and fun experiences of my life -- and I'm not talking about escort experiences either, I'm talking about ANY experiences. I've only done this a couple of times before, and I had a lot of fun, but my date with Epiphany was so radically different -- and better -- than the other two that it shouldn't even really be called the same thing.
I picked Epiphany when I was planning a trip to New Orleans because she seemed smart, pretty and fun. Now, the first two times I'd seen escorts, I saw voluptuous, very non-model-looking redheads. Epiphany wasn't quite my type, but she was kind of everybody's type, if you know what I mean -- attractive face, blonde, really nice body, slender but not TOO thin. So I figured, what the hell, let's do this.
We chatted a bit the week before I arrived via email and phone. She seemed personable and professional enough, but I couldn't tell anything more about her personality. She was definitely concerned about her screening process, though, and she asked if I would be willing to meet up in public -- off the clock -- to start our afternoon together. I said sure, why not.
When I got to New Orleans, I gave her a call and we arranged to meet at a bar not far from my rented apartment in the French Quarter. At this point, she gave me a brief rundown. She looked like her photos, she said, but she wanted me to know that she was not thin, though definitely not fat. She had a big, prominent tattoo on her arm that she did not display in her photos. And while we were meeting publicly, at any time either one of us would be free to get up and leave, no questions asked.
When I got to the bar, I ordered a drink and sat at a table in the back with a view of the front door -- perfect to spot her coming in while hopefully going unnoticed. I was almost done with my drink when a woman walked confidently through the front door. I immediately knew who she was, and yet she wasn't at all what I was expecting. She wore a white, low-cut dress with a moth print. She had on an enormous floppy hat and awesome hipster glasses, which I totally go for. She was carrying shopping bags. She had way more of an hourglass figure than her many photos had implied. And she had a big, colorful tattoo from the middle of her arm up to her shoulder. Her whole look was very retro/pin-up/rockabilly, that sort of thing. Now, she'd basically told me to expect all of this by phone, but hearing and seeing are two different things. And compared to her website, I very much liked what I saw.
I waved, she approached my table, introduced herself with a name that was NOT Epiphany -- and I would only hear the new name for the remainder of the day -- and gave me a kiss. She then proceeded to show me all the stuff she had bought for our date. That included not just the very dress she was wearing, but another dress with comic-style diagrams about dressmaking -- a dress about how to make a dress! she excitedly told me. She had also bought a straw hat for her friend because I'd mentioned on the phone that I'd just bought one myself.
We chatted, left the bar and proceeded to have an incredibly interesting couple of hours -- basically, I was going shopping with my girlfriend. She bought a bracelet, she bought some cosmetics, and she even bought ME a $20 bottle of body spray. We went to bars and bought each other drinks. She spotted her ex-boyfriend on the street -- Oh, no, he hates me! she said -- and we ducked into a bar to hide. Somehow, everybody knew her at the bar. People wanted to talk to her everywhere we went, to compliment her clothes and her style -- and she always had a compliment to give back. She even stopped a couple of tourists on the street who were going to a restaurant she didn't like and led them to a better place.
You're definitely going to want to read on. Hope you paid up!
