New location may be agency or scam
Thanks for bringing this to our attention. So interesting that they listed a phone number but no location. Also interesting, the hours are exactly 8 hours of operation. But they did make it a little tricky to do a web search for the pictures, but I found a way and I found this website. :
A couple of the pictures on driftsoothe are of Japanese celebrities / models.
[URL]https://www.voluptuousvista.com/index.html[/URL]
Same exact motif and at least one of the girls is on the driftsoothe website. Business hours are longer and no location is given. Area codes don't mean anything anymore. So this might be a new agency or it might be a scam. Some brave soul needs to step up in TOFTT.
We will be forever in your gratitude.
Wait, just had a thought maybe this is that Jacksonville store opening up in Orlando. That would be great.
[QUOTE=DrP60;7561246]Might be better if I had copied the link.
[URL]https://www.driftsoothe.com/product/2423.html[/URL][/QUOTE]
One Decision. One Name. Abby.
I put on my best cologne and headed over to see Abby.
As soon as I walked in, she greeted me with a knowing smile and led me to the room. "Bella will be in soon. Or did you want Victoria?" she said, turning to leave with a twinge of sadness on her face.
I stopped her.
"I'm actually here for you. "
She paused. Looked back. Then smiled in a way that said she understood exactly what I meant. But I could tell Abby still wanted to tease me a bit anyway. "Are you sure?. Give me a few minutes," she replied before stepping out.
Not long after, Bella came in.
Cute, soft, and undeniably tempting. Not to mention the all natural pair of voluptuous melons. Dang! (D) Actually Double Dang! (DD!) The kind of presence that would easily distract most people. But I stayed locked in. I told her I was waiting for Abby. She took it gracefully and slipped out without a word.
Then Abby returned.
Once things were settled, the tone shifted immediately. No wasted motion. No awkward buildup. Just calm confidence and control. She moved with intention, taking her time where it mattered and speeding up when it counted.
From the start, she set the pace.
There was an intensity to her. Not rushed, but deliberate. The kind that keeps you completely present, reacting without thinking. Every move felt calculated, like she was reading you in real time and adjusting without missing a beat.
When things slowed, it wasn't a break. It was a reset. A shift in rhythm. She built tension again, piece by piece, watching closely, knowing exactly when to push and when to pull back.
At one point, she paused just long enough to meet my eyes and suggest we switch things up.
From there, everything clicked into place.
We moved together naturally. No awkward transitions, no breaks in energy. Just a steady flow, both of us fully locked in. The kind of moment where time compresses and stretches at the same time.
When I decided to take control again, she let it happen. But never fully gave it up. There was always that edge to her, that presence. Responsive, engaged, and completely in it.
Against the wall, the energy shifted again.
Closer. Tighter. More intense.
She didn't hold back either. Completely expressive, fully invested, like nothing else existed outside that room.
Later, she climbed on top and took over.
Confident. Controlled. Comfortable in the moment. I tested her a little, played with the pace. And she matched it effortlessly. No hesitation, no break in rhythm.
When things slowed again, it wasn't fatigue. It was precision.
We reset into something deeper, more controlled. Found the right angle, the right tempo. And stayed there just long enough to let everything build to where it needed to go.
The finish came naturally.
No rush. No forced ending. Just the kind of release that feels earned.
Afterward, the energy softened.
She cleaned up, came back, and everything shifted back to calm conversation like it had never happened. Easy, relaxed, almost casual.
She helped me get ready, offered water, checked in without overdoing it.
One last look. One last smile.
Then she walked me out.
Some sessions are forgettable.
This wasn't one of them.