I really liked Arielle's photos and reviews, so I contacted her via P411 and arranged to meet during my stay in Denver. We talked on the phone the day of the meeting to confirm time and location and she asked if I had any special requests. I told her I am a sucker for black thigh-highs and garters, and she said, "No problem." That, I found out, is Arielle's accommodating attitude toward pretty much anything. As the appointed time neared, I got a text from her saying she was running late. Later the news got worse. She called to say she had laid down her motorcycle on the way. She sounded pretty shook up, so I asked if she wanted me to pick her up or if she wanted to cancel. She said she was game to go ahead and thought her bike was still rideable. When she arrived at my hotel room, she looked like the hot girl next door you enjoy catching a glimpse of as she walks to her car or mailbox. She went to bathroom to take care of some scrapes on her ankle and elbow and emerged a short time later ...