I visited Andreea Marriott thinking I was going to another Andreea, the one in the flat where Irina Vogue used to work (now she quit?). I know it looks like I was in a total state of confusion, probably I truly was . Yesterday I mentioned Andreea Marriott ( why not Andreea Burebista?) in another post thinking she was a top.
By the way, I take also this occasion for a side post of my crusade against overrating: the "Vogue family" was a case where even the location was overrated: small toilet with broken WC button, nearly impossible to flush (had to use the water from the shower) and bloody drain hose from the washing machine out of control . Beds broken down, you could hear squeaks and creakings as loud as the moans of the girls from other rooms with doors closed! No air conditioning, no ventilators, in october (not august) you were sweating and suffocating. But fellas gave great score to the flat too...
Ok, back to the Andreea I found, she's close to High Class Cafe, the name of the street should be Burebista, just off Alba Julia, imagine my surprise when she drove me to another address! I phoned her by Vogue entrance, while following her directions I thought the cheerful family might have split after the disappearance of their over-overrated superstar.
Andreea's location is really nice, clean. You must call her in advance also because she must get "ready", which is to receive you in proper attire, the same procedure of Irina's flat, where you could be left half-an-hour -plus in front of Vogue even if you didn't care about their underwear and were begging to be let in. I told her about the equivocation, she said she didn't know what I was talking about, I took a while to believe her. It came out that she reads the forums very rarely, that she doesn't care about what people write, nor she bothers about colleagues, she stays alone and she's happy like that. She has a broad structure, some 4-5 kgs less would suit her better, a bit saggy, especially the boobs, a bit of tummy, if her body was firmer she could easily ask more money. Anyway surely fuckable.
She made me accommodate, offered to drink, lit on cigarettes. She noticed I was "in a hurry", she said she wanted to chat a while before starting, she reassured me that talking time wouldn't count, she didn't mind 20-30 mins more, she likes to meet and know people, it is something she likes and enjoys in this job. Very nice and still very professional. I had been warned on the phone that some services (FK, BBBJ, CIM) are not given to anyone, but I know normally I always get BBBJ and CIM if it's offered. If I like the girl, I want to fuck her, normally I hunt hoping to find a girl that I like, CIM is just a safety net in case I don't like the partner or I can't finish by fucking.
After our pleasant talk, I was informed that I had "passed the examination", my interview had been successful! I was allowed "extras"! I never doubted about that, and as soon as she welcomed me it was already clear that I was entitled. She looks at you, listens to you, how you speak, how you move, with the maximum attention, I guess somehow she makes x-rays too , both when you are dressed and when you are not anymore, I liked her attention.
Unfortunately, she had a cold, so I tried to avoid too much proximity, in the limits of possible, of course, given the activity , so no FK. Her blowing was good, then we had sex, then she tried to finish me by blowing. Once again, I didn't reach the climax, in spite of her efforts. She made a point of making me release, she didn't want to surrender, a matter of pride, what an admirable committment, I ended up apologizing to her .
I don't remember many technical details, but the general and important concepts can be worth more than the positions in bed. For once, I met a woman, a real woman, not an empty shell, not a sperm vacuum, not a simple sewer, not a spoilt brat, not a childish moody hooker, not a clockwatcher, not a dodgy worn out pro. Some 27 years old, with a personality, a character, intelligent, assertive, polite, educated, mature, nice to talk to about anything, she knows what she wants, she is professional, doesn't try to take any advantage from you, she is interested in knowing people also beyond the mere squalid $-shut-up-and-shag-leave-as-quickly-as-possible. No assembly line, no pressure, no rush, before, during and after, even if I must say that she was expecting me to finish while fucking. She also made some moans which I perceived as fake. Being "in confidence", I told her they were not necessary, she answered she doesn't pretend, whatever she does is felt and true. Mmmh, let's call it the only "stain" of anotherwise impeccable performance in and out of bed.
I'm the first one to say that I don't pay women for their brain and that I'm not interested in anything else apart their bodies, but sometimes it's nice to meet someone like her, at least you are left with "something", different, unusual, not just empty balls (and this time I didn't even unload ).
Not a GFE, that's more likely to happen with "college girls like" providers, girls next door, girls like Diana student, the only one I nearly properly kissed (she had colds on my 2 visits, on the second I had it too) in this trip, inspite of theoretically visiting mostly girls advertising DFK. For one reason or another pratically I got no kissing.
Not a PSE, that's more difficult to get, and not many girls like Andreea BCR available. If and when I come back to bucharest I will visit her, and for longer.
Simply a particular experience, something different and maybe the most difficult to find, whether for free or by paying: to have some time with a real woman
Attitude: at least 9
Price: 200/1h (plus chat)