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Sat Oct 18 I cannot make time for an overnight this coming week in Winnipeg. I drove out to Brandon to spend a night with her, probably the opposite of the normal pooner ebb and flow eh. I prefer overnights as they are as close to a real GFE as possible. She is easygoing and always happy, always interested in what I am doing in my life. Obviously time constraints are forgotten. There is time to do almost everything imaginable at least once. So I get there and she is wearing the exact same sexy outfit I loved in August. Sexy little black dress and black stocking with high heels. She greets me with a big hug and my face is buried in her magnificent chest. This is going to be good! We have some chit chat and start kissing with increasing vigour. She is a really good kisser. Pretty soon the clothes come off and she's working me over real good. We also gave each other thorough massages. This went on for several hours! After a few hours sleep we went at it again in the morning. I am an older guy so she had to do most of the work but she never complained. I want to say she is one of the very few women who look just as good in person, without clothes, as she does in her ads. She is really hot. She has really nice curves but is not overweight, she is very fit. Augmented bust, one of the best I have seen. At this time I am not seeing anyone else. Why would I? She knows all my favourite activities (ya that kind) and initiates them before I even ask. I never have to ask if she will do this or that, and she is a sure bet for me. (And cheap too.)

When I visited Rachelle Reigns in Kingston last summer, she mentioned ... a certain something ... to me about her friend Victoria Jolie. I found this ... something ... to be very intriguing. Unfortunately, I also knew that the chances of the always-touring Victoria ever crossing paths with my home-bodied self were very slim. So ... I was very surprised when Victoria announced in early February that she would be coming right here to my own backyard, Halifax -- a place that she had never been before. I spent the next entire month making prayerful promises to the Nova Scotian weather gods: I'd happily endure a whole month of blizzards and shoveling snow -- if only there'd not be a nor'-easter on the date that Victoria came to Halifax. My earnest cycle of pagan sacrifice-rituals paid off. As Victoria's dates drew near, the Bluenose weather forecast was snowstorm-free. Along with this prediction of clear roads between me and Halifax, I was (selfishly) delighted to find that Victoria's time in Halifax was not yet fully booked. But (you say) more than enough about me. Not surprisingly for a lady who is forever touring and who has been most everywhere, Victoria has her booking procedures down pat, and handles her business with impeccable professionalism. A basic two-call system landed me in her very nice rented condo in downtown Halifax, with a spectacular view of the harbour. Of course, the view indoors was even better. Victoria has been kind enough to grace Cerb with dozens of wonderful photos, so I knew all about what this lovely lady looked like. Right? Wrong! Yes, there are plenty of super-hot photos of Victoria sporting a sultry, pouting, come-hither look -- and some with a hint of her sexy playfulness and humour. But every one of these photos pales in comparison to the genuine, frank smile that breaks across Victoria's face as she welcomes you, in-person, into Victoria's Heaven. Heaven? Yup, I know it was heaven, because there were pearly gates. And ambrosia. And I distinctly remember muttering something about "sweet mother of god". So ... definitely. Yeah. Definitely Heaven. After lots of very yummy and enthusiastic kissing, the stilettos clattered to the floor, clothing went flying, and Victoria settled down to demonstrate an excitingly deft mastery of oral-and-manual coordination. Soon she was cleaning me up with a warm washcloth, and I dizzily glanced at the clock in amazement: 15 minutes down; 105 minutes to go. So much for the old guy's warm-up. Victoria is a master of bed-generalship. She is indefatiguable, and isn't shy about suggesting what the next position, maneuver or activity might be. Nor is she backward in enthusiastically embracing her partner's whims. Lookit, I don't move very fast -- so I'm always quite happy if I manage to get a few of the things on my mental list-of-possibilites checked off before I turn into a pumpkin. With Victoria, though, by the time I managed to marshall my resources, the list was toast and Victoria's fountain of naughty ideas just kept right on flowing. A number of oral positions both ways (all parts of Victoria taste delicious); a number of FS positions (I had to look one up after I got home to find out what the dickens it was called -- apparently I don't get out enough!); a number of greek positions; foot play (did I mention that I love feet); etc. Plenty of kissing, smiling, and sounds and squirms of appreciation throughout -- Nice! There was also time for leisurely, relaxed snuggling and chatting. Victoria seems to be naturally curious, and I swear she actively encouraged my blatherings-on about Nova Scotian history, geography, etc. She gives her full attention. I enjoyed hearing some of her thoughts on the business, and her perspective as a touring lady. Victoria has an unflaggingly sunny and positive outlook and attitude. I'm so glad Rachelle mentioned that ... certain something ... about her. Thank-you Victoria. It was a pleasure meeting you! (statutory declaration: ymmv.) 　 　

I see that Victoria Jolie is going to be hosting a Libero Paradiso event this April in Calgary. These events move around the country and if you're interested it can be difficult to find a recommendation since recommendations are posted by region. I was very fortunate (understatement of the year... or of a lifetime ;-) ) to attend the first event outside Toronto. If you've heard about this event and are curious (who wouldn't be ;-)) here's a link to my recommendation. http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?p=413194#post413194