"If the mystics are right and we are doomed to repeat our squalid lives ad infinitum, at least I will always return to that kiss." - Lev Beniov in "City of Thieves"

During my recent travels, I had an adventure with a female client for the very first time. We met on the TER discussion forum. A mystery woman. This blog entry was published with her permission.

I paced around the room waiting for her. I had no idea what to expect. The anticipation was killing me. Am I good enough for her? Will she like me? Will she like the room? Maybe I'm not refined enough for her? Do my glasses look lame? Is my haircut ugly?

A gentle knock on the door. I opened it... Wow. She is beautiful beyond my wildest fantasies. Lynx-like eyes, languid gaze, delicate features, a stunning woman emerging from the fog and mist of mysteries. She has a face that will make you lose your reason and get down on your knees and weep. Yes, she is THAT beautiful. I did eventually get down on my knees, but that was much later. I was so overwhelmed by her beauty and nervous about the situation I stuttered a little. She has a hypnotic voice and spoke slowly at first, maybe she thought my English was no good haha. Can't blame her, I was literally tongue-tied.

I didn't know what to do, so I sat down next to her and we talked. I lost my nervousness, it felt like reuniting with a friend from another life: where have you gone, whose lives are intertwined with yours, and what adventures have you lived since we parted? It felt surreal. She is a warm and complex person, shrouded in mystery and open at the same time. Eventually we did it. She has no scent at all but tastes great. I came up for a kiss. The sweetness of her kiss made me light-headed. I ate her more. The taste changed a little right before she came, very hot. She ate me and we kissed more. Then we held each other and talked more. I ate her again. It was an electrifying experience.

If the mystics are right and we are doomed to repeat our squalid lives ad infinitum, at least I know I will always return to that afternoon in LA.