Saw her in Bradenton this week
[QUOTE=SpyderCat0416;4534869]Traded some texts. She's in Bradenton at the moment but claims she'll be back. Quoted 200 for HH, 300 for H and an extra 100 for Greek. Anybody got a more detailed review or experience they can discuss?[/QUOTE]The rates she quoted you are 50 higher than what she was asking in Bradenton. Worth every penny. I'll see her as often as I can.
A Visit With Ms Jackie Snow
Many thanks go out to the recommendations and referrals for this visit. First text was to verify the last known contact info. A second radio burst about two days later got a response confirming the right number. I suppose that lost time may have been used to verify my CV as a safe guest. Thereafter comm was quick, set up was completed.
I failed to do some essential homework so this visit was not the calibur I had hoped for. I probably broke all my own safety rules so set myself up. The time planned for meeting was about 6 ish in an unfamiliar area. She was good about offering clear parking instructions but since I had failed to remember that it's now dark at that time and there's no opportunity to scope out the area. Typical process is to get a room number after you park / arrive. But since she's now at an older 1-star hotel which had seen better days and is now converted for long-term residency, arrivals are all seen as strangers. Most residents had gathered outside their rooms to sit on the narrow walkway so I found myself the center of stares as my phone lit up when she texted back. Most uncomfortable. I went ahead and got out of the car and discovered it was too dark to see room numbers anyway, and almost jumped back in and left until I spotted her waving at me. And walked over.
We had a long discussion about nighttime texting with friends sitting in nearby cars. It points them out and messages their location and intent for stopping by. In the future I will decline a visit if there is a need to sit, wait and be exposed.
Her room is close to the street so there's no need to walk past everyone on the way inside. Just a few stares. The acrid smell of MJ in the air explained why many probably cared less who or why I was there.
Once inside it was evident that the owner spared no effort in investing anything to afford residents any privacy. She pulled some curtains together to offer some privacy. They were so translucent that you could see passersby on the outside walk staring in. Apologetic but nothing she could do!
I justified breaking some of my own first visit rules. First, stop and take a good pee before you arrive. She has two dogs, one a curious barker, and another she reports bites and has to go to the bathroom. The racehorse had arrived and she could sense my frustration and readiness to leave. So she offered an empty wide-necked bottle. Nice touch as the dogs barked away.
A little chit chat and with little more she stripped down. A nice short soft, fluffy gal w / admirable little boobies. But not much time to admire as she had me lay back and immediately went to work for the pipe cleaning I requested. Technique and attention to detail are Mac quality.
There was an upright ashtray stand in the room full of ash. But, no lingering smell of smoke in the room. I'm allergic to tobacco so would pick up that right away.
But then I noticed the frequency of chatter outside her window and realized that the single pole lamp in her room provided a shadowbox picture of our action thru her translucent drapes. She jumped up and turned the map off at my request and resumed. Back to great service until I caught the shadow of a passerby stopping and pressing their face to the window.
Things shut down at that point! Time was up and old injuries weren't going to allow a recovery so I politely stopped, got up and got dressed. She was apologetic she couldn't pass the Mac Test and offered to meet at a more quiet location. A future visit may occur if we can have a discreet meet.
Mac OUt.