Field Report on Janelle

In January '03, I somehow got lucky enough to meet Janelle.

 

I wasn't smart enough to pick her directly out of the line-up...but on my way back to the bar, from the second of two unsuccessful negotiations... with two different escapees from the MLBR, where customers apparently brought their cash in in wheelbarrows....just when I had almost reached the point of asking, "Will somebody please buzz me out as soon as I finish my drink?"  I spotted her, sitting by herself at one of the side tables.

 

Conservative, dark green dress, perfect for the bank manager's cocktail party, stylish shoulder length blonde hair, minimal make-up and jewelery, lovely eyes... around 30.  She looked like a business woman who'd wandered in for a highball after work.

 

We made eye contact, and, as she took a long slow drag on her cigarette, in that way that only a graceful and elegant woman can... she smiled at me... as if she might welcome a little pleasant company at the end of the day.   It felt for all the world like a real-life pick-up.

 

I introduced myself, and very soon found that classy looks were matched by a warm, sensual nature, intelligence, and a wicked sense of humor.  I took another tour.

 

Didn't party that evening, requested "1/2 n' 1/2" (w/mutual oral, which she wasn't comfortable with), at a price below what she usually required...but we made a tentative date for early the next day, when lighter traffic made it less likely she could miss a high roller.

 

Showed up on time, and to my surprise was offered the oral...if I'd forego the second "1/2."  Bumped the ante, to get both, and had about as fine a GFE as I've ever come across in Moundhouse.  Janelle has a sleek, naturally large-breasted body, creamy skin, a firm, sweetly rounded bottom (my favorite feature!)... and was actress enough to maintain the illusion of a casual tryst, a meeting driven more by Lust than money.  

 

Sadly, after one all-too-short party (bits of which kept drifting back to mind for weeks), I had to find another partner...she left for home later that day.

 

Went home, savored my memories, and when Super Bowl Sunday evening rolled around again this year...there I was... pressing the buzzer at the front gate of the Sagebrush Ranch. (And, Oh yes, this time I'd called to be sure she'd be working).

 

Passed on the line-up (no Janelle), and made my way to the bar...catching a corner-of-the-eye glimpse of a very tall, statuesque young woman in scanty lingerie, who swept by me on her way into the parlor.   (Made mental note: 'Don't leave Carson City until you meet her too, and make a complete pig of yourself').

 

Sat down next to an LPIN who always seems to be 2 barstools away, wherever I first plant myself...at least the last four or five times I've been to the Sage... said hello, and asked her... for the 4th or 5th time... if somebody else (in this case, Janelle) was working that night.  This woman's got to hate me by now, if she remembers.  Heard she retired... am pretty sure it wasn't my fault.  Anyway, she gave an exasperated sigh, and pointed behind me...to the girl who'd just walked past.

 

Huh?

 

Talk about a transformation.  Not the least heavy the year before... just full and womanly...she'd trimmed about 10 lbs, with exercise ...shed the business woman garb for the barely-there silky stuff  (Did make her more obviously a knockout!)...

changed the hairstyle...and put on 6"+ heels that pushed her up to about 6'.  (What's that Randy Newman song?  "You Can Leave Your Hat On?"  Make that: "You Can Leave Your Shoes On"). 

 

Reaquainted, I found to my delight, that what hadn't changed were the personality and attitude that kept her resurfacing in my memory for so long .  I had more time and money this trip, and proceeded to spend some of it.   

 

Decided to do a couple of short "foreplay" parties over the course of an evening, and build to a final session with intercourse.  Costs a bit more, but prolongs (and intensifies) the experience... and lets me feel more comfortable hanging around in the parlor for a few hours.  If I was lucky, I'd get to spend some of it with her.

 

Janelle  was, if anything, better than I remembered.  Her more slender body made the firm, ample breasts more prominent too, and that lovely bottom?   Well....it may have been the highlight of my trip.  We fooled around  for 20 or 30 minutes a couple of times over the course of the night...did mutual oral and carresses...then wandered out to the parlor and shared a drink or two... and talked ...when she wasn't busy with another customer, and she was a very popular young woman the 2 days I was there.  

 

She's very giving in her attentions (lie back and let her indulge you!), and doesn't mind being pampered herself.  If you like to give, and be with a responsive, sensual partner, who's not a clock-watcher...I doubt you'll be disappointed. 

 

Then, there's the pleasure of her company...

 

She made me realize, again, why the word 'courtesan' occaisionally comes up on the LPIN boards...the implied elegance and mystique the term evokes. 

 

If what you want when you walk through the door of a Nevada ranch is to hook up with a bubble-gum popping teenager, and get back a skewed version of your youth, or a quick-fix cum with a partner who might as well remain nameless...you're probably not interested in the kind of experience I'm talking about...but if you'd like to spend a relaxed hour or two with a beautiful, interesting woman...and be treated like a returning lover or friend...?

 

You should treat yourself and give her a try.