Angelina is amazing! She is balls-to-the-wall, drop-dead gorgeous. No one is prettier; look at her pictures! Like Helen of Troy, Angelina has a face that could launch a thousand ships and a body that could call them back. She has the energy of a locomotive, the moves of an Olympic gymnast, the stamina of a marathon runner, and the enthusiasm of a University of Southern California cheerleader (yes, I am from Los Angeles). She'll kill you in bed, and you'll die happy!
There is no one like Angelina; she really is the best of the best. No wonder she's already a legend. If you're in this hobby, you should see Angelina before you die--that way you won't have any regrets. Seeing Angelina is truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience. She is, of course, my all time favorite.
I have seen Angelina at least once a week for the last twelve months. Before you think I'm a fool, let me tell you: there is nothing I could have spent money on that would have given me as much pleasure as the time I spent with Angelina. She is everything a man could want. She oozes sexuality from every pore in her body. Angelina has the ultimate ”come hither” look. She is as hot and sexy as the hottest porn star. And talk about passionate--Angelina is the epitome of passion. Think about the best girlfriend experience you've ever had, quadruple it, and you have an inkling of what Angelina can deliver. Her moves, positions, and techniques are unimaginably exciting--far beyond anything I could describe. She is the ultimate GFE, the wild, fireworks-from-your-ass porn star, the dominate mistress who takes charge. Nothing is as erotic and stimulating as Angelina. She's a firecracker in bed.
She'll keep you up all the time. She's non-stop. She'll wear you out. She's interesting, charming, smart. I never tire of her. Just as I think every encounter with Angelina can't get any better, it does. I enjoy myself more with her now than when I first met her in September 2004. How many women can we say that about?
A typical encounter with Angelina begins at her incall. It is a mind-blowing, unforgettable, and overwhelming experience, with more variety than coffee at a Starbucks. And much sweeter. When we're finished (in about an hour since I can't last any longer with her), I will sometimes take Angelina to dinner at a nice restaurant and then to a theater or musical. She is the perfect companion. I once took her to the posh restaurant in the Willard Hotel in downtown DC. You should have seen all the man in the place drop their jaws when they saw Angelina walk in wearing an incredibly fashionable, floor-length, white gown. With her blond hair high on her head, Angelina looked better than a Hollywood movie star. Even the women stared. And the waiters almost tripped over themselves seating and serving us.
Though I still occasionally see others--because I like some variety--I intend to see her as long as she will see me. I recently suggested an exclusive arrangement to Angelina, one that would compensate for the work she would miss. She turned me down - damn! I can't figure out why. Maybe she (1) earns a lot more than I thought (possible), (2) enjoys seeing new people (reasonable), or (3) doesn't think I'm the right guy (likely - I'm kind of old, 61). Anyway, I was disappointed.
Before you think I can't say anything bad about Angelina, two things disappoint me. First, she doesn't allow trips to Greece, and second, she doesn't travel--literally. I offered to take Angelina to Italy for two weeks. I'd have paid for everything and, in addition, would have covered her lost wages. Pretty generous I thought. She said ”no”--double damn. Either Angelina really doesn't travel, or I'm just the wrong guy. Don't know which.
Angelina is the woman I'd want to spend the rest of my life with. I'm not BS'ing here; she is one incredible woman. Angelina is the best I've found.