Review by MAGNUMLOAD, February, 2009
It's near Christmas Eve and I'm looking to give myself a never-before-experienced treat: an honest-to-goodness, pure Japanese provider, almost impossible to find in New York. Looked her up on Eros and she was perfect: long flowing hair, magnificent breasts, a smooth, round ass and skin like cream. Should have known it was too good to be true. No problem setting up an appointment, but I arrive in the area on this freezing cold day, call her up and what does she do? Asks me to tell her a little about myself! Seems she didn't think to ask me this while we were still making the arrangements. This should have set off warning bells but her ad pictures filled my head and convinced me it was worth the headache. So I spent the next few minutes telling her a little about myself and walking around the block to keep my blood freezing. Satisfied she gives me the final address and I bound up the stairs like a kid ready to unwrap his present. VIP's read on...