After several months I figured it was time to see Amber again. She'd changed her number and didn't respond to texts initially so it was more challenging than the previous time. But remembering our last get-together, I knew she'd be worth the hassle. After a couple weeks I finally heard back from her. At the agreed-upon time I texted to let her know I'd arrived at her incall location. Ten minutes later she got back to me to say she was running late. No problem, I said. After all I'd made it this far. What were a few more minutes? Finally, a little more than 30 minutes after our scheduled appointment, she sent me the room number. When I arrived outside the door, it was propped open, so I walked in and there she was, dressed casually in a pair of tight-fitting jeans and an even tighter Tshirt. The first thing I noticed is that Amber is much, much thinner than she was last time, almost to the point of being a turnoff. But I remembered those wonderful DDs of hers and the skill and enthusiasm with which she does her job, so I was definitely NOT turned off. The "non-smoking" room smelled faintly of smoke, but it was nothing compared to the all-out smoke assault I'd previously experienced. I closed the door and set down the donation and we got down to "business." So was she worth the hassle? Most definitely ... and then some.