Review: Mia the Kissing Bandit

General Details

Mia is kind of a legend here in LA. Now I know why. Open, friendly, witty, charming, and with a face and body I could have spent the whole time just staring at. She's grown into her shape and features in a way no 20 year old could possibly have. The word awesome has long since lost all meaning, so I'm left without a word to use to describe her erotic skills.

Wasn't quite the first time we met. She's been atop my favorites list since I moved to this town but for some (stupid) reason I hadn't seen her when I met her at Kim Kelly's now famous party. I decided then and there that the time was now.

She greeted me at her door dressed in, well, not much. Panties, a sheer robe, and a piece of string pretending to be a bra. Big smile, warm kiss. I don't know what she might ever have said about the donation; I dropped it on the table as soon as I was in the door of her (very pleasant) house. There, that's out of the way.

We sat at her table for a bit, chatted a bit, drank some bottled water, shared a smoke. Hey, I'd been driving for an hour, needed to unwind just a bit.

[This part is VIP only. Sorry]

When I left her place traffic was so bad it took me 50 minutes just to get from the 405 to the 110. I was still smiling. Does that tell you something?