Review: Faye Marie

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There is something about San Francisco, maybe the cold fog and sounds of MUNI trains, that transports me back to my more youthful days, and gets my juices flowing. Contacted Faye and the whole process was efficient and painless. She floated into my room in a full trench coat buttoned up to her chin. Only her blond hair, scarlet lips and emerald eyes were visible. I felt like I was in a film noir. The thrill only continued from there...