Review: Candy

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For pure, brazen, undaunted, nymphomanic lust, developed precociously from adolescence, I'll declare that Candy probably has no equal in my homestate. From Missouri, you'd have to go all the way to Chicago to see Bebedoll to find another shift-mistress like her. Candy is the sort of woman for whom I'd imagined becoming a provider is a practical necessity given her stratospheric sex drive that would have been destructive in on any other path. As it is, she's perfect at what she does. I managed to finally meet her, after I came home from my trip west visiting providers, cancelling my last hobby plans due to travel fatigue. When I got home, I decided to use the previously earmarked cash to see Candy. Since my first flush days in the hobby back in April, I learned of Candy through a friend's review, found her website, loved everything I saw and read about this exciting, wild woman who lived life on the edge. However, she screens very carefully, and we had some communications mishaps to begin it. So, it took me till the last week of November, my last hobbying for the year, to see her. It turned out to be a good way to round out a great year. With my references now quite good, I passed her screening. I arranged for a two-hour hotel incall while she was on tour in St. Louis. She called me exactly at the pre-arranged time. Her directions were confusing until she told me the hotel's location relative to Hooter's. I've never gone to a Hooter's, but I always remember where they are, and she got a kick out of this. Candy being quite bi, she doesn't forget where a Hooter's is either. It did give us an icebreaker, but as she is quite a hot lady, as it turned out we were well thawed before we ever used it. I arrived a little ahead of time at the hotel, called her on my cellphone, and asked if she was okay with starting just a little early. She told me to come right on up.