Encounter with a unicorn (Dixie)
After reading so many stories of this elusive provider I wanted to find out for myself and made a game plan to set up an encounter. I Reached out a week prior and got the communication flowing (failed attempt for a date). On this day I wanted to see her during one of my lunch breaks, but she responded 2 hours too late. Never did I let on the air of a desperate man but kept reassuring her that it was fine. I asked to see her later in the day after work which she didn't respond.
Hours later work was out, and it was well past closing time for most restaurants. With about a 45-minute notice I asked to see her (1 hr $50) and she said yes! There was a surge of endorphins that rushed my brain. The game was on, and I quickly thought about some of you fellow mongers that have brought food, cigs, etc, so I offered her some food (what ever she wanted). She sent me a mini list from a local eatery. One would think I was about to feed a small family. LOL As the time drew near, I was close to her place with a hot food order chilling on the passenger seat. If there is anything I have learned from my fellow mongers' is that there was going to be a waiting game. Like clockwork she asked for more time.
It was anything from broken eye liner to can't find the broom etc. Etc. I thought to myself "I am so close". None the less I let her know I was there and cruising around till she wants me to pull in. She wanted some smokes and said by the time I get them she should be ready. At this point the doubt started seeping in. Shit hit the fan quick as she alluded to being paranoid because of some sirens she heard. I ignored the text and told her I had the smokes and was going to be there shortly. Finally, after about another 10 minutes she said she was 2 minutes from being done and said I can pull up. I pull up in front of the residence with the jitters. A lot of mongers have made it this far only to be left in the dark. She tells me I can come up, but my hopes crumbled as I stood out there in the dark and someone had opened the door to let the pet inside, she didn't say a word to me and closed the door behind her.
I got back in my car thinking "what the hell am I going to do with all this food? LOL just as I turned the ignition my phone rang. It was her! She told me she had gestured me to come in, I must have missed it. I think my adrenaline must have been going or something because I couldn't feel my legs as I walked up the steps to her door. This is really happening.
She opened the door, and I seen why she took so long to get ready. She was fully done up wearing a full fishnet outfight with high heels. She stood about 5'8" with a spinner body. Gosh those eyes! She looks better in person than any of the pics. That sexy Kentucky accent had me fucked up as I drew a blank and couldn't remember the walk up the stairs.
The room was very minimal with a thin mattress laid out on the side and basic pieces of vintage furniture. She wanted me to get comfortable and I started undressing. The world was flipped upside down the moment she realized she had lost her vibrator.
For the next 10 minutes she searched every crevice of that room. I was mesmerized as she crawled all over the floor narrating her every move with that cute southern accent. For a moment I thought it was part of the gig so I started nibbling on her ass as she searched for the missing link on all fours. We finally found it.
She slid the vibrator underneath her panties and as I lay there proceeded to kiss every inch of my body from the neck down. That's when I knew this was going to be special! She slowly made her way to my cock and started to suckle on the head. What proceeded was some of the best BBBJ I have ever had! She enthusiastically did her thing all while keeping eye contact. I was lost in her gaze as she would throw me a wink every few minutes to keep my attention. Geez who would have thought a simple facial gesture can have such a profound effect? She wanted me to thrust her from the back as she lay on her belly with the vibrato revving. I obliged and a time later we switched to mish. On the flip I noticed she had one of those rare kitties that looks like clustered soft rose pedals or butterfly wings. I couldn't help my self and went for some DATY.
Her cat was fresh smelling and had almost no taste. I can feel her convulsions especially when I suckled on her pierced clit. I was having a great time when suddenly she goes limp. I thought she had lost her excitement LOL, I withdrew and seconds later she came back to life and claimed that her blood sugar had dropped. We took a little break; she grabbed some sugar pills and took a breather. Things started taking a turn in another direction.
It only seemed wise that she gets a bite out of the food. This gal can eat! She was planning on smashing the entire takeout order that same night. As time dragged on, we got into some very deep conversation about our personal lives.
Guys let me tell you dixie's been through the wringer. The stories she was telling me (followed up with pics for proof LOL) would make for a good Netflix series. There's that rare breed of human out there that instinctively knows how to get by even the worst of situations and make the best of what they have left. I was in awe. We where past the hour mark and never did she mention the time. I felt like I've known dixie my whole life.
As we laid in bed, she turned her phone on and a gazillion alerts came in. Its no wonder some of you guys are forgotten about. LOL I don't know what was going on, but she said she was going to call her dealer real quick. I didn't mind but after all those tales I did start to question my safety. We waited for another half hour as the plug hadn't shown up. She started lighting up her bowl (not 420) and reassured me once she gets her fix we will continue.
I asked about this cool peculiar prop that was across the room leaning on her wall. She told me all about it and how she acquired it. The story behind it only added to her wonder woman persona. I thought it was cool and she said I can keep it! I was honored. Shortly she leaves the room as I sit reflecting on the whole experience.
It pains me to know that the money I'm giving her is going straight to the habit. She is very strong and seems to want to get better. I really hope she finds the light. She is a beautiful person and a very talented provider. I can only hope the best for her but won't support her like that.
I am two hours in this dream and decide to call it a night. I get dressed head downstairs with my souvenir and find dixie pacing around. I tell her good night and she feels bad since I didn't pop. I reassured it was ok.
I still don't know what to make of the experience I went in ready to have my ego stroked and came out looking at my life's decisions from a different angle. It was a hell of a roller coaster ride for those 2 hours and if it wasn't for the habit, she would easily be my no. 1 pick. Be safe out there gents.
P. S. She isn't moving away.