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I didn't get the chance to take the plunge last weekend with Vanilla like I was going to. But I am going this weekend. But after reading so many more reviews the last couple of days, it is a hard choice where to start. Vanilla? Nikki? Sky? One of the others? LOL. They all sound good. What I am mainly looking for is BBBJ / CIM and GFE. Any suggestions would be appreciated. I am also interested in Facebook Nicole. Does she do BBBJ. Other than massage, what does she offer? Or is she just he? I could use a good massage too if I can get more than a he. Thanks to all you fellas for the reports. And when I take the plunge, I will post my experience on here.

[QUOTE=Owtkast2;4929774]Has anyone seen this one? [URL]https://independent.com.listcrawler.eu/post/escorts/usa/tennessee/memphis/53187662/[/URL] Been aiming to give a try.[/QUOTE]I've seen her before too. Yep, she is odd and talks a lot, but she's very friendly and seems to enjoy doing what she does. She's fun and will pamper you.

The Beginning........ As of this writing it was 2 weeks ago that Whitney / Missy...... Left this earth. I met her in June of 17, upon a review of BBT. Went to the Roadway, and was amazed at the beauty I saw. 5'2 and perfect body. More outstanding were her talents. To combine those skills with those looks, is what set her apart. She quickly became my #1, and I only saw others about 15% of the time. Followed her to room 207 on Stage, for 6 months, then finally to room 306. You all know the place. It was there the sessions increased with intensity, and I became hooked on her. Her personality and concern for people and animals was a crowning victory for this girl. We began to go places. 4 out of town trips, 30 dinners at least, a movie or two, golf ranges, lake trips, clothes and grocery shopping, tours on where she used to live, etc. Etc. Got to know her as well as my situation would allow. She brought up moving in, which I could not do, given my situation. She wanted me to find her a rental house, indicating she wanted to leave the E. Lodge. One our first dinner she said. "no one cares about me". I took it to mean Family first; then striking out in finding a monger to take her in. My impression was. This is SOMEBODY'S WIFE. She was that caring, and intelligent. I thought one of you single mongers would sweep her away, and that would be the way it would end. I wish it would have ended like that. I watched her cry over a stray dog in the parking lot. She loved her Son, her grammy, and her dog and her companion. Never heard her mention her Dad. Mentioned her mother on rare occasions. Therein may lie how she got into the business. Speaking of that, she managed her business well. I looked at her phone one day and she had 370 Messages! She was no doubt one of the TOP 3 providers in the area. By then the money was rolling in. As much as she wanted to make, but she became jaded. I started buying her flowers to cheer her up. She told me she just wanted a small house, to garden and enjoy cooking. Again, SOMEBODY'S wife.

I enjoyed getting to know her on the out of town ventures when, the true Lady came out. She loved nature, loved History, loved wildlife. One morning she got up at 5:30 am To get ready for her standing Tuesday morning date at 9:00 am We had to hit the road for her to make it back. On the way back, she unbuckled her seat belt, moved the arm rest and laid her head on my shoulder. We drove for miles like that. I wondered what she was thinking. I am sure that monger we had to make it back for, is reading this. She had a standing Thursday morning regular, which she said was more for errands than dates. She was known by all, in and out of the area. Her 51 reviews still up. Speak for themselves.

The End. I heard her say in June. "I don't feel sociable much anymore". Watched the posts of mongers asking if she was still around. Same time....she got tan from laying around pools with her Son, instead of working. Told her to continue that. Again, the jaded looks started to increase. By July, I noticed her being high more, from pot. By the middle of July. She began to hit something harder, with regularity. My last date with her was July 17th. She was high, but not from injections. Tried to see her the following Friday; was told she was "sick". My understanding was; a monger or two did see her, but no doubt something really went off the rails from the 17th to the 24th. Her July 25th text was somewhat normal, but not feeling good. Sunday the 26th text was jumbled and would be her last one to me. No response all that following week. Finally got word, I could come by. Got some flowers to help her mood, expected nothing in return on the 31st. Got the okay To go up. Walked in and I could not believe what I was seeing. Leaning against the sink, looking for make up. Barely able to stand. I just stood in silence for a couple of minutes, stunned, then turned her around, and just held her. My heart sank. Her face was shrunken. She had lost weight. She was extremely weak. We walked to the couch, I gave her the flowers. She smiled but said very little. She was processing thought and speech, but was in slow motion. I just held her, not knowing what to say. I felt so bad for her, I asked God to help her in a prayer while I held her hand. We just sat there. Finally she asked me to go to the store to get her some "pedeolyte and Fruity pebbles". Came back with that plus a half gallon of Orange Juice and some bags of beef jerky. Made her eat, and drink. Paid her daily rent, and made her promise to call her family. Especially her "grammy". Said she would. I looked in the trash as I threw stuff away and saw instruments of destruction. I picked one up, said nothing, just held it in front of her face. She said it wasn't hers. I didn't lecture her, just threw it back. Made her promise again to call her family. Again, she said she would, that night. Four days later; She departed. I have spoken to another monger or two about what we SHOULD have done. Intervene? Yes, but we concluded; we thought she would get a hold of it. Now I will be haunted till I die over this. I know some of you knew her longer and better than me. I just wanted to pay a tribute to her. Her obit finally appeared, over the weekend. No mention of family, descendants, past school, past anything. Just gone and cremated, ironically enough. At a Funeral Home on....... Sycamore View.

Well said, Carter.

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She's about to come through, any intel?[/QUOTE]I got ghosted by hee.

This is a such great tribute to great missy (Whitney). I have known her from beginning even visited her couple time in that house at the corner or park and highland. I have not seen her much since pandemic started and I wish I had. 2020 has been such a horrific year. This fucking pandemic, protects, and passing of Missy and Luna (two of gorgeous and my favorite ladies). May they Rest In Peace! I can not wait for 2020 to be over.

[QUOTE=Carter80;4935049]The Beginning........ As of this writing it was 2 weeks ago that Whitney / Missy...... Left this earth. I met her in June of 17, upon a review of BBT. Went to the Roadway, and was amazed at the beauty I saw. 5'2 and perfect body. More outstanding were her talents. To combine those skills with those looks, is what set her apart. She quickly became my #1, and I only saw others about 15% of the time. Followed her to room 207 on Stage, for 6 months, then finally to room 306. You all know the place. It was there the sessions increased with intensity, and I became hooked on her. Her personality and concern for people and animals was a crowning victory for this girl. We began to go places. 4 out of town trips, 30 dinners at least, a movie or two, golf ranges, lake trips, clothes and grocery shopping, tours on where she used to live, etc. Etc. Got to know her as well as my situation would allow. She brought up moving in, which I could not do, given my situation. She wanted me to find her a rental house, indicating she wanted to leave the E. Lodge. One our first dinner she said. "no one cares about me". I took it to mean Family first; then striking out in finding a monger to take her in. My impression was. This is SOMEBODY'S WIFE. She was that caring, and intelligent. I thought one of you single mongers would sweep her away, and that would be the way it would end. I wish it would have ended like that. I watched her cry over a stray dog in the parking lot. She loved her Son, her grammy, and her dog and her companion. Never heard her mention her Dad. Mentioned her mother on rare occasions. Therein may lie how she got into the business. Speaking of that, she managed her business well. I looked at her phone one day and she had 370 Messages! She was no doubt one of the TOP 3 providers in the area. By then the money was rolling in. As much as she wanted to make, but she became jaded. I started buying her flowers to cheer her up. She told me she just wanted a small house, to garden and enjoy cooking. Again, SOMEBODY'S wife.

I enjoyed getting to know her on the out of town ventures when, the true Lady came out. She loved nature, loved History, loved wildlife. One morning she got up at 5:30 am To get ready for her standing Tuesday morning date at 9:00 am We had to hit the road for her to make it back. On the way back, she unbuckled her seat belt, moved the arm rest and laid her head on my shoulder. We drove for miles like that. I wondered what she was thinking. I am sure that monger we had to make it back for, is reading this. She had a standing Thursday morning regular, which she said was more for errands than dates. She was known by all, in and out of the area. Her 51 reviews still up. Speak for themselves.

The End. I heard her say in June. "I don't feel sociable much anymore". Watched the posts of mongers asking if she was still around. Same time....she got tan from laying around pools with her Son, instead of working. Told her to continue that. Again, the jaded looks started to increase. By July, I noticed her being high more, from pot. By the middle of July. She began to hit something harder, with regularity. My last date with her was July 17th. She was high, but not from injections. Tried to see her the following Friday; was told she was "sick". My understanding was; a monger or two did see her, but no doubt something really went off the rails from the 17th to the 24th. Her July 25th text was somewhat normal, but not feeling good. Sunday the 26th text was jumbled and would be her last one to me. No response all that following week. Finally got word, I could come by. Got some flowers to help her mood, expected nothing in return on the 31st. Got the okay To go up. Walked in and I could not believe what I was seeing. Leaning against the sink, looking for make up. Barely able to stand. I just stood in silence for a couple of minutes, stunned, then turned her around, and just held her. My heart sank. Her face was shrunken. She had lost weight. She was extremely weak. We walked to the couch, I gave her the flowers. She smiled but said very little. She was processing thought and speech, but was in slow motion. I just held her, not knowing what to say. I felt so bad for her, I asked God to help her in a prayer while I held her hand. We just sat there. Finally she asked me to go to the store to get her some "pedeolyte and Fruity pebbles". Came back with that plus a half gallon of Orange Juice and some bags of beef jerky. Made her eat, and drink. Paid her daily rent, and made her promise to call her family. Especially her "grammy". Said she would. I looked in the trash as I threw stuff away and saw instruments of destruction. I picked one up, said nothing, just held it in front of her face. She said it wasn't hers. I didn't lecture her, just threw it back. Made her promise again to call her family. Again, she said she would, that night. Four days later; She departed. I have spoken to another monger or two about what we SHOULD have done. Intervene? Yes, but we concluded; we thought she would get a hold of it. Now I will be haunted till I die over this. I know some of you knew her longer and better than me. I just wanted to pay a tribute to her. Her obit finally appeared, over the weekend. No mention of family, descendants, past school, past anything. Just gone and cremated, ironically enough. At a Funeral Home on....... Sycamore View.[/QUOTE]

Anyone had experience with CoCo?

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Would echo the below comments, as stated this one hurt more than most of the other tragedies we hear about because she was so special. My experience wasn't even close to the scenarios in this fitting tribute and yet to demonstrate how unique she was each visit I had with her was as if I was the most important person to her. No doubt we all who knew her have the same experiences. Thanks for sharing and will truly miss this gem of a person.

[QUOTE=GenioDan;4935518]This is a such great tribute to great missy (Whitney). I have known her from beginning even visited her couple time in that house at the corner or park and highland. I have not seen her much since pandemic started and I wish I had. 2020 has been such a horrific year. This fucking pandemic, protects, and passing of Missy and Luna (two of gorgeous and my favorite ladies). May they Rest In Peace! I can not wait for 2020 to be over.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=Owtkast2;4936117]Anyone had experience with CoCo?

[URL]https://milfy.com.listcrawler.eu/post/escorts/usa/tennessee/memphis/53380782/[/URL][/QUOTE]Haven't had the chance to but I been wanting to meet her.

I've read but good things about her; Maybe a forum search or even the Reviewed section will give you better info. Master Monger BBT has reviewed her and if I recall it was described as a positive experience. Keep in mind though ladies dig him so YMMV applies.

Do post your experience if you get to meet her.

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Made an appt. Showed up about 5 min late. I know should be early. Seedy hourly north of 240. Popular street in town.

She texting bye and she was leaving. I'm in the lot so I convince her to come back.

Then she wants a pick of the little man with my face in it.

I think that's a little much and say no. I'm not into photo evidence. I see a car leave so I just tell her I changed my mind and bounce.

Is that normal?

Does anyone have KK's number.

PM is fine.

Thanks.

Tyg.

This hobby is not for the faint of heart. Most of us know ladies that have demons. Whether it's from the hobby or just life itself. Personally never met her. But she sounds phenomenal.

My biggest fear is finding out one of my favorites in this hobby does pass on. Not because of the service, but they are human beings that we see on a constant basis and get to know on a personal level. That is what many in this hobby starting out don't realize will occur. At some point many of the newer hobbyist will end up realizing they enjoy the company of a lady.

What you had with her sounded incredible and something she probably left this earth having a sense that she had someone who cared enough for her. Remember the good times.

[QUOTE=Carter80;4935049]The Beginning........ As of this writing it was 2 weeks ago that Whitney / Missy...... Left this earth. I met her in June of 17, upon a review of BBT. Went to the Roadway, and was amazed at the beauty I saw. 5'2 and perfect body. More outstanding were her talents. To combine those skills with those looks, is what set her apart. She quickly became my #1, and I only saw others about 15% of the time. Followed her to room 207 on Stage, for 6 months, then finally to room 306. You all know the place. It was there the sessions increased with intensity, and I became hooked on her. Her personality and concern for people and animals was a crowning victory for this girl. We began to go places. 4 out of town trips, 30 dinners at least, a movie or two, golf ranges, lake trips, clothes and grocery shopping, tours on where she used to live, etc. Etc. Got to know her as well as my situation would allow. She brought up moving in, which I could not do, given my situation. She wanted me to find her a rental house, indicating she wanted to leave the E. Lodge. One our first dinner she said. "no one cares about me". I took it to mean Family first; then striking out in finding a monger to take her in. My impression was. This is SOMEBODY'S WIFE. She was that caring, and intelligent. I thought one of you single mongers would sweep her away, and that would be the way it would end. I wish it would have ended like that. I watched her cry over a stray dog in the parking lot. She loved her Son, her grammy, and her dog and her companion. Never heard her mention her Dad. Mentioned her mother on rare occasions. Therein may lie how she got into the business. Speaking of that, she managed her business well. I looked at her phone one day and she had 370 Messages! She was no doubt one of the TOP 3 providers in the area. By then the money was rolling in. As much as she wanted to make, but she became jaded. I started buying her flowers to cheer her up. She told me she just wanted a small house, to garden and enjoy cooking. Again, SOMEBODY'S wife.

I enjoyed getting to know her on the out of town ventures when, the true Lady came out. She loved nature, loved History, loved wildlife. One morning she got up at 5:30 am To get ready for her standing Tuesday morning date at 9:00 am We had to hit the road for her to make it back. On the way back, she unbuckled her seat belt, moved the arm rest and laid her head on my shoulder. We drove for miles like that. I wondered what she was thinking. I am sure that monger we had to make it back for, is reading this. She had a standing Thursday morning regular, which she said was more for errands than dates. She was known by all, in and out of the area. Her 51 reviews still up. Speak for themselves.

The End. I heard her say in June. "I don't feel sociable much anymore". Watched the posts of mongers asking if she was still around. Same time....she got tan from laying around pools with her Son, instead of working. Told her to continue that. Again, the jaded looks started to increase. By July, I noticed her being high more, from pot. By the middle of July. She began to hit something harder, with regularity. My last date with her was July 17th. She was high, but not from injections. Tried to see her the following Friday; was told she was "sick". My understanding was; a monger or two did see her, but no doubt something really went off the rails from the 17th to the 24th. Her July 25th text was somewhat normal, but not feeling good. Sunday the 26th text was jumbled and would be her last one to me. No response all that following week. Finally got word, I could come by. Got some flowers to help her mood, expected nothing in return on the 31st. Got the okay To go up. Walked in and I could not believe what I was seeing. Leaning against the sink, looking for make up. Barely able to stand. I just stood in silence for a couple of minutes, stunned, then turned her around, and just held her. My heart sank. Her face was shrunken. She had lost weight. She was extremely weak. We walked to the couch, I gave her the flowers. She smiled but said very little. She was processing thought and speech, but was in slow motion. I just held her, not knowing what to say. I felt so bad for her, I asked God to help her in a prayer while I held her hand. We just sat there. Finally she asked me to go to the store to get her some "pedeolyte and Fruity pebbles". Came back with that plus a half gallon of Orange Juice and some bags of beef jerky. Made her eat, and drink. Paid her daily rent, and made her promise to call her family. Especially her "grammy". Said she would. I looked in the trash as I threw stuff away and saw instruments of destruction. I picked one up, said nothing, just held it in front of her face. She said it wasn't hers. I didn't lecture her, just threw it back. Made her promise again to call her family. Again, she said she would, that night. Four days later; She departed. I have spoken to another monger or two about what we SHOULD have done. Intervene? Yes, but we concluded; we thought she would get a hold of it. Now I will be haunted till I die over this. I know some of you knew her longer and better than me. I just wanted to pay a tribute to her. Her obit finally appeared, over the weekend. No mention of family, descendants, past school, past anything. Just gone and cremated, ironically enough. At a Funeral Home on....... Sycamore View.[/QUOTE]

I tried to setup a date with her She asked for pic with me hilding up 3 fingers. I didn't want to do it but whatever sent it anyway got ready to setup time for meeting. Last minute she asked to reschedule because a storm was heading in. I never tried to reschedule but still want to.

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Made an appt. Showed up about 5 min late. I know should be early. Seedy hourly north of 240. Popular street in town.

She texting bye and she was leaving. I'm in the lot so I convince her to come back.

Then she wants a pick of the little man with my face in it.

I think that's a little much and say no. I'm not into photo evidence. I see a car leave so I just tell her I changed my mind and bounce.

Is that normal?[/QUOTE]

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The good and bad on this one.

Good. Great body. Youth working well for her. B cups. Pretty face, and nice ass. But I thought I was in France. She didn't shave under her arms, and barely shaved her legs. Didn't drink but not totally fresh.

Bad. Zero personality. No talk at all. If I hadn't tried to make conversation, it could have been a silent movie. Plus phone beeping away. She. Always getting distracted by it. CBJ, but nothing special. Hit missionary but again, by that point just wanted to leave. Damage $20. HHR. Midtown hot spot on Pauline. Somewhat sketchy. Lot of loitering going on as usual.

YMMV. But I won't repeat.

I found her and she had 4 excellent recent reviews. I had to see what I was missing and started a day before settling appointment. There was definitely some mystery because there were no face pics but all reviews indicate she was model cute.

She arrived to my location, I was amazed of the sexiness that stood in those heel up them long legs! One review stated "she's like that babysitter that you always wanted to bang" I couldn't stop looking into her gorgeous blue eyes. We chatted a bit laying on the bed, she's witty and can carry a good conversation! The sweet sexy talk must got her relaxed and comfortable. Before I knew it, she was on me kissing and removing my clothes. Skilled CBJ that about had me there, but was able to hold out a little longer. I wanted in her, she mounted in CG and went to the rodeo. She was so wet and tight, needless to say It didn't take me long to fill the covering.

The only negative in this was she said she'd be at my location in 45 minutes and was more like 2 hrs. I just about didn't respond to her when she arrived. But guess she made up for that, and glad we got to meet.

Only Senior members I will share her contact with, if you already don't know who I'm talking about.