In a city and hobby that can often leave many feeling or seeming jaded, Nikki Irish has not only rejuvenated my spirit but has become my favorite lady in NYC and one of my all time ATFs.
I recently took some time away from extracurricular activities. When I decided to return to this hobby of ours, I discovered that all of my ATFs had either retired, were on various types of hiatus, or had raised their donations to a level with which I was not comfortable. So it was time to break out of my antisocial nature and embrace the opportunity to meet someone new.
Nikki Irish had been on the periphery of my radar for some time, probably back from when she would visit NYC while having a home base elsewhere. She’s since relocated to NYC full time and the city is all the richer for her presence.
One of Nikki’s ads on TER caught my eye and I started digging deeper… Before she and I had even communicated directly, I was fairly certain - and was ultimately proven to be right - that she’s just the type of girl I fancy. She puts herself out there as a real person, a real woman - and lucky for us, one that happens to crave sex. Her website, Twitter, and ads are full of a variety of photos, including plenty of candids and (most importantly, to me anyway) unblurred face pics with a honest-to-goodness smile. There’s plenty of written material on her blog to get a chance to know her as a person, her interests and desires, her charity work. She’s the real deal.
Our meeting was scheduled in advance via friendly emails and light screening. We both had to make some schedule changes as the date approached, but again she’s a real person with a real life and handled the matter with the utmost courtesy.
As our time approached, I devoured her blog, eager to learn more about her and to ease that ice-breaker getting to know each other chit chat time. Intrigued by what I read, I was almost afraid that we’d spend the entire afternoon talking…. and ultimately didn’t have anything to worry about.
To non-VIPs and the TL:dr crowd, I say this : I don’t know about leprechauns, but unicorns are real. Run, don’t walk.