Review by GS3048A, January, 2011
I called her late, as my previous plans fell through. She was still okay with meeting up and having some fun. A great attitude actually. I had to call her several times, as her directions were not the best. She kept me waiting like 30 minutes because her roommate was going out to use the gym and give us privacy. When I finally get inside, she gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She is wearing tight jeans and a loose top and I can tell her bod is rocking. Weird thing though, as we exchange pleasantries, and she gets a LE check for her safety and mine, I notice she has a different sounding voice. First, it's definitely not who I spoke with on the phone. That person had a young, flirty, sexy voice and a great attitude. Andie, has a bit of a husky, coffee-drinker/smoker's voice... and she seems like she's had a few cocktails. I ask her, and she tells me that yes, in fact she has had a couple of irish carbombs and something else I forget. I already have a foot out the door, but I decide since I am horney as hell I am staying to check this out. She is definitely the woman in the pics, just with a few more miles on the tires. Tiny, petite, sexy, firm bod (she is a dance instructor/fitness instructor of some type). Not the 34C's as advertised, I'd go B's on the smallish size, but since I am a leg and ass man, I still give her high marks on the body, and the way she moves it. Pretty much a one and your done kind of mentality, at least on this night. I am half intrigued to call her again, but it is low on my repeat list at this point. YMMV, nice gal, good in the sack with some wicked moves... but she also tasted like an ash tray and had been drinking... Proceed with caution.
