Helena West Reviews

Coordination was easy with some screening - her website was easy to navigate, and the pictures were accurate. She's genuinely engaged, happy to be there, and you've got her full attention during the whole thing.

Helena’s web site reminds me of the music of Pink Martini and Fire Island sunsets. Her eclectic interests combined with an overwhelming sense of eroticism encouraged me to seek her company. I felt an immediate kinship from her fun and professional emails. I could barely contain my excitement leading up to our meeting. I set up a longer appointment so I could get to know this lovely creature. We ate at a local Asian restaurant that had beautiful views of the bay. I can not remember the food because I was transfixed by this woman’s beauty and stimulating conversation. Her coy smile and Infectious laughter penetrated me as well as the San Francisco fog.

I first came across Helena’s Twitter profile and knew that I had to meet her. She mentioned that she occasionally made it to the DC area, so I immediately filled out her website’s screening form to get the process out of the way. She was on vacation at the time, but responded (with pictures!) promptly. Through a couple of flirty emails, we found a time when we would both be in Maryland and set a date. I provided the hotel and snacks, and she provided the personality, beauty, and electricity. I would love to see Helena again, and now wish that I lived in Boston so I could do so again sooner.

What wonderful times I’ve had with Helena! Being with her is living with every sense running on overdrive, sometimes one at a time, sometimes all at once. I stand with her at a bar, and a strange woman leans over to join our conversation, and says that Helena’s septum piercing is too large. I freeze, wondering if Helena will take offense to this uninvited and unwelcome intrusion on our time. But no, Helena deflects it with humor, issues a happy sound that contains a mixture of every synonym for laughter, shoots me a quick smile, and invites the woman into our conversation, and I relax, knowing that we will enjoy this moment later in private. I sit with her at the dinner table, it is our second date, talking about our favorite food memories, and Helena’s eyes crinkle and flash and radiate the clearest, deepest blue as she talks about a pizzeria in New England. And I tense up, proud New Yorker that I am, ready to take offense at anyone who would mark anything superior to a NY thin crust. But then she goes on, to talk about a favorite diner, and I realize she is never judging, only enjoying. We listen to the waitress explaining that the kitchen still has no gas and that our entrees are still off in the indeterminate future. And I am worried, worried that we have only eaten small appetizers and it is getting late and our time for play is slipping away (worried about my schedule, not hers; I do not think Helena is one to cut short mutual pleasure for no reason), but I do not want to be a bad host. But Helena is gently saying words to ease my mind, and we walk out of the restaurant into a food hall, arms around waists, picking up small cheeses and dried sausages for a snack if we need one. She makes every minute, every move, about pleasure. It is my first meeting with Helena on a cold winter’s night, and before we meet she has sent me a sweet and warm note about sitting in a corner booth, huddling around the glow of a candle. And so I ask the hostess for a corner table, and she complies, a special table where we can sit on adjacent sides. I am so happy, we will be closer. But it is not a wide table, and I have forgotten how long Helena’s legs are. And so we sit down and our legs collide, and I start to worry that we will be uncomfortable for the two or more hours of the tasting menu. But no, five minutes in, she is not flamboyant or shy, just attuned to the situation, and her hand is stroking my leg, my thigh, my lap… Helena is going to make it a great night. She always does. In every sense. You just have to follow the basic rules of the game. Introduce yourself, supply references, set a date, and generally come across as someone civil and familiar with applying water and soap to the unpleasantly fragrant parts of your body. She will email you back, cheerfully and promptly, and you will make a date. Helena is smart, so smart, beautiful, incredibly beautiful, sensual, passionate and sensual, and tall, yes, so tall, really 6’3”, every inch spectacular. A brilliant, gorgeous, phenomenal lover. That is all I can reveal here, other than to say we will see each other often and you should too.

Helena is easy to get in touch with and she was visiting NYC. Made and appointment and everything went smoothly. She is worth seeing.

Helena posted an ad here on ter which caught my attention. She seemed to be highly intelligent with a tall, model body. She only communicates via email, which I actually prefer. We agreed on a date and time once she received the deposit. This process was fast, easy and painless. 4 hours spent with Helena was heavenly. Very pleasant discussion covering a wide range of topics. Her hands place on my knee made me wonder what was next to come. I couldn't take anymore, we left and walked over to my hotel suite. Read below to see why I'll be repeating!!!

Provider only coordinates by email, which was a little different- i'm accustomed to a two call system or something where i talk to her first, but, she was clearly well organized, communicated well, and was thoughtful about arranging all the details before we met. I wanted to do the full wine and dine thing so we met at a restaurant she'd suggested. I was immediately struck by her presence. she definitely owns whatever room she walks into. After an amazingly good meal (she has good taste it seems) and some engaging conversation she showed me to her hotel room. With a come hither stare she welcomed me in and... non VIP's just need to know i will be repeating. sometimes you get what you pay for- treat yo self. VIP's read on- or don't, perhaps i just want to keep her to myself.