Review: Sola Love

General Details

I have known Sola for a little while through the boards and correspondence and have become immensely fond of her but her visit to LA was the first opportunity I've had to meet her. Met her in the lobby of her hotel, a few minutes late since the traffic gods were not kind to me that night. She had told me what she'd be wearing and I was easy to spot; I was wearing a guitar in a gig bag.

This girl is a stunner. I don't know what her fitness regimen is, but I'd reccomend it to anyone. Perfectly toned, perfectly proportioned, outstanding natural breasts. And her face! Impossible for me to describe, really. Not cover girl pretty, but truly beautiful. Maybe it's her eyes, which gaze directly into yours as if seeing into your soul while opening up her own, or the smile that lights the room, and you know it's just for you.

Things went a little differently than I expected. No small talk, just some hugging and DFK and over to the bed. It was as if we were lovers reunited after a long separation rather than strangers meeting for the first time. VIPs should read the juicy details section now, then return to this narrative.

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Time to fulfill my promise. She knew I am a musician and had asked me (by letter)to please sing for her. Hey, I had that guitar for a reason. I sang a couple of songs, then we talked for a while, until it was almost time for me to leave. Took a shower together. There's always something terribly intimate about that.

But the very last words that I heard her say, were please sing me one more song. I'll carry that memory with me forever, me sitting in a chair with my guitar, her on the floor hugging my knees and gazing intently into my eyes.

I'm not kidding myself. I'm sure every visitor she entertains receives this level of caring and intimacy. And, impossible as it is for me to understand, she means it each time. But just being in her presence is a cure for care and sorrow. It doesn't get much better than this.