I was in Vegas recently, and decided to avoid both agencies and the ladies working the hotel bars. Instead, I ended up making an appointment with Victoria and/or Calgary. No, it wasn’t a threesome. Victoria and Calgary are twin sisters (not quite identical, but nearly so), and although I made an appointment with Victoria, I really have no idea which one I actually met. Of the pair, Victoria is one that is “featured” on the web site they use to promote their services. Calgary is mentioned as also sometimes participating in providing services. Their web site quite unusual, and will either amuse or annoy you, depending on your tastes in these things. I was mostly annoyed. Here’s the link:
http://www.desertdesire.com/
I originally didn’t have Victoria on my radar screen, but after seeing her pictures in her eros and citivibe ads, I was intrigued. She and her sister are originally from Canada, but are now located just outside of Vegas. Here are those links, and as you can see, they are very beautiful indeed:
http://www.eros-lasvegas.com/files/uk-victoria184-victoria1-vip.htm
http://www.cityvibe-lasvegas.com/escorts/listing.php?site_id=LV&cityname=Las+Vegas&ad=009430001
But it wasn’t just their beauty that caught my attention. I was pretty sure I recognized Victoria, but couldn’t, at first, put my finger on just where or when I had seen her. After reading parts of her website, it finally hit me. The key was her mention of the time she spent last year at university in the UK. As some of you may know, I traveled to England very frequently last year, and I remembered that I had seen advertising and a website for Victoria while I was there. I never had made an appointment, though, because she was located on the south coast (Southampton), and not in London, where I usually stayed. Here’s her old UK website, which is still “up” even though she references on it that she is now in the Las Vegas area:
http://www.victoriamay.com/
For those of you who have not bothered to follow the links and looked at her pictures, Victoria and her twin have long straight black hair, they are tall – probably about 5’10 or 5’11 in their bare feet, they are strikingly beautiful (think Victoria Secret beautiful, literally), and have knock-out bodies, with long perfect legs, perfect asses, not an ounce of fat on their stomachs or anywhere else, and great racks – not too extreme, but large enough to qualify as legitimate D-cups. The one I saw was enhanced, but it was a very good job. They felt completely natural to the touch (and squeeze). The implant was clearly buried deep under the muscle tissue. My impression was the enhancement was not extreme, and that without it, she probably had a generous C-cup anyway. She told me she is 26 years old, and I have no reason to think otherwise. I have absolutely no doubt that the sister I saw has the looks and poise needed to make a good living as a working model. Further, her fashion sense was terrific. When I met her, she wore skintight three-quarter-length black slacks, and black and gray skintight knit tank top under a black blazer, and topped by a gray floppy hat. The net effect was sexy as hell but at the same time stylish enough for the fanciest of restaurants. I think the most stringent judges would rate both her face and body as 10’s, unless that have a religious belief that they never rate anyone as a 10, and even then I’m sure those people would give her a 9 or a 9.5. The only part of her appearance I didn’t like was the 4-inch heels she wore. With them she was noticeably taller than me. Beautiful and striking, but I’m just not used to be shorter than my date.
One of the most interesting aspects of the encounter was the screening process that Victoria uses. As you can see in her website, she asks that you read through the whole thing and then send her a lengthy e-m-a-i-l that would convince her that spending time with you would be fun for her. She also says that if the e-m-a-i-l is good enough, you and she may have an extended e-m-a-i-l correspondence followed by one or more extended phone calls. Only after the phone call(s) would she commit to a meeting. Further, she deliberately quotes no prices or rates on the website, and implies she customizes her rates to the client, in part depending on how much fun she thinks she’d have with each customer. In any case, the site makes it clear that the price wouldn’t be set until after she decided she’d be comfortable meeting with a prospective client. The site also says she’s not interested in detailed screening info like home or business address, or home or work phone numbers. Instead, she prefers to rely on her instincts about the people who “enquire”, based on the e-m-a-i-l-s and the phone calls that precede the meeting. And, true to her word, she asked only for my cell number (it’s a “pay as you go” no-name account and phone number that I use just for these purposes) and the name I would be using to check into my hotel room.
Now, realizing who would be paying whom in this situation, her process seems like a lot of work. But she is gorgeous, and I let my lust for her looks override the pain-in-the-ass screening, particularly since her online reviews were consistently top notch. So, I sent her a long and pretentious e-m-a-i-l with the basic theme of how attractive I find her mind, as evidenced by her website. It was a total suck up job, and included a generous sprinkling of ostentatious vocabulary. At the end of it, I told her when I’d like to meet her and asked her what the next steps would be. It worked perfectly. She suggested by return e-m-a-i-l that we chat by phone about a week before I was going to arrive, and we arranged a time when she would call my cell. In other words, I completely avoided any sort of extended e-m-a-i-l correspondence.
http://www.desertdesire.com/
I originally didn’t have Victoria on my radar screen, but after seeing her pictures in her eros and citivibe ads, I was intrigued. She and her sister are originally from Canada, but are now located just outside of Vegas. Here are those links, and as you can see, they are very beautiful indeed:
http://www.eros-lasvegas.com/files/uk-victoria184-victoria1-vip.htm
http://www.cityvibe-lasvegas.com/escorts/listing.php?site_id=LV&cityname=Las+Vegas&ad=009430001
But it wasn’t just their beauty that caught my attention. I was pretty sure I recognized Victoria, but couldn’t, at first, put my finger on just where or when I had seen her. After reading parts of her website, it finally hit me. The key was her mention of the time she spent last year at university in the UK. As some of you may know, I traveled to England very frequently last year, and I remembered that I had seen advertising and a website for Victoria while I was there. I never had made an appointment, though, because she was located on the south coast (Southampton), and not in London, where I usually stayed. Here’s her old UK website, which is still “up” even though she references on it that she is now in the Las Vegas area:
http://www.victoriamay.com/
For those of you who have not bothered to follow the links and looked at her pictures, Victoria and her twin have long straight black hair, they are tall – probably about 5’10 or 5’11 in their bare feet, they are strikingly beautiful (think Victoria Secret beautiful, literally), and have knock-out bodies, with long perfect legs, perfect asses, not an ounce of fat on their stomachs or anywhere else, and great racks – not too extreme, but large enough to qualify as legitimate D-cups. The one I saw was enhanced, but it was a very good job. They felt completely natural to the touch (and squeeze). The implant was clearly buried deep under the muscle tissue. My impression was the enhancement was not extreme, and that without it, she probably had a generous C-cup anyway. She told me she is 26 years old, and I have no reason to think otherwise. I have absolutely no doubt that the sister I saw has the looks and poise needed to make a good living as a working model. Further, her fashion sense was terrific. When I met her, she wore skintight three-quarter-length black slacks, and black and gray skintight knit tank top under a black blazer, and topped by a gray floppy hat. The net effect was sexy as hell but at the same time stylish enough for the fanciest of restaurants. I think the most stringent judges would rate both her face and body as 10’s, unless that have a religious belief that they never rate anyone as a 10, and even then I’m sure those people would give her a 9 or a 9.5. The only part of her appearance I didn’t like was the 4-inch heels she wore. With them she was noticeably taller than me. Beautiful and striking, but I’m just not used to be shorter than my date.
One of the most interesting aspects of the encounter was the screening process that Victoria uses. As you can see in her website, she asks that you read through the whole thing and then send her a lengthy e-m-a-i-l that would convince her that spending time with you would be fun for her. She also says that if the e-m-a-i-l is good enough, you and she may have an extended e-m-a-i-l correspondence followed by one or more extended phone calls. Only after the phone call(s) would she commit to a meeting. Further, she deliberately quotes no prices or rates on the website, and implies she customizes her rates to the client, in part depending on how much fun she thinks she’d have with each customer. In any case, the site makes it clear that the price wouldn’t be set until after she decided she’d be comfortable meeting with a prospective client. The site also says she’s not interested in detailed screening info like home or business address, or home or work phone numbers. Instead, she prefers to rely on her instincts about the people who “enquire”, based on the e-m-a-i-l-s and the phone calls that precede the meeting. And, true to her word, she asked only for my cell number (it’s a “pay as you go” no-name account and phone number that I use just for these purposes) and the name I would be using to check into my hotel room.
Now, realizing who would be paying whom in this situation, her process seems like a lot of work. But she is gorgeous, and I let my lust for her looks override the pain-in-the-ass screening, particularly since her online reviews were consistently top notch. So, I sent her a long and pretentious e-m-a-i-l with the basic theme of how attractive I find her mind, as evidenced by her website. It was a total suck up job, and included a generous sprinkling of ostentatious vocabulary. At the end of it, I told her when I’d like to meet her and asked her what the next steps would be. It worked perfectly. She suggested by return e-m-a-i-l that we chat by phone about a week before I was going to arrive, and we arranged a time when she would call my cell. In other words, I completely avoided any sort of extended e-m-a-i-l correspondence.
