Haylee's photos on the VisitingGirlFriends website were reason enough for me to visit her, perhaps even merely for the visual treat. But of course I used TER as a research tool and first read her reviews. There are not yet many, as Haylee is young, fairly new to the art, and almost brand new to Boston. I will be candid. It was two reviews, by hot4younow and tao_of_pooh, which made me pick up the hotline to Sonny. Why those reviews in particular?
Firstly, I looked at the other reviews they had written, and saw that I agreed with them on several women we all had met. TER becomes more valuable to me the longer I use it, partly because I get to know and trust the reviews of certain mavens in our same hobbying geography of greater Boston.
Secondly, certain reported details whetted my appetite: the red silk robe cloaking nakedness; the sassy, impudent, teasing, electric, playful manner; the vocal responsiveness (VIPs will learn below I had a tigress by the tail); the hints of lithe, agile motion; and of course the promise of exotic charm.
One detail proved incorrect. The reliable fellow hobbyist hot4younow was a tiny bit in error when he wrote *this was my first trip to china town.* Haylee is a stunning mix of Vietnamese, German and Dominican ancestry. I do have a background of working abroad in Singapore, Hong Kong, Japan and the Philippines, although never in Vietnam, and Haylee is definitely not Chinese in appearance. She is a brand new, highly potent alloy - perhaps an advance in the evolutionary history of women?
I knew my luck was working when Haylee opened the door to welcome me inside. Behind that door, like Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, was a petite, breath-takingly exotic beauty clothed only in a burn-out-your-optic-nerves red silk robe. Peeking from under the robe were perfect, voluptuous breasts and slender, girlish limbs, all of a golden gleam of flawless skin. My God, I thought, I will be forced to give this maiden a ten in looks. And in fact, when she shed her robe on the floor with a gesture of insouciance, and I saw her nude form race to me to embrace and kiss me deeply, I knew I would be compelled to surrender to her the highest TER grade.
Warning. My visual judgment possibly was influenced by the way incoming Haylee-pulses from my optic nerves got interpreted by the primary visual centers of my brain. My possible brain re-wiring could have happened way back when I worked in Asia. One morning in Singapore (after working for weeks with local engineers on a long project) I stepped in front of the bathroom mirror and got a shock - I looked foreign and unattractive to myself. It gradually dawned on me that my brain had been reprogrammed by the local standards of human attractiveness.
Do not make the mistake of praising Haylee for her Chinese beauty. She would be quite miffed, as she holds Vietnamese beauty in high esteem and her own synthesis of Vietnamese, German and Dominican ingredients at the apex of pulchritude. (She is not haughty - just assured and proud.)
Be all this as it may, I am confident that at least a few other TER hobbyists who visit Haylee will agree with me in my highest regard of her face, body, voice and gesture.
