Halifax: Park Avenue
Based on a TERB-ite's recommendation, I called Park Avenue for the first time on Sunday around 6 o’clock. The female telephone receptionist was quite pleasant to speak with. They had three girls available that evening. I chose a 5’8” blue-eyed blonde 23 year old name Katrina.
She turned up exactly on time at 8 pm. It turned out she was definitely heavy: about 140 or maybe more. Her face disconcertingly reminded me of the Canadian CBC comedienne Bette MacDonald. I wondered how this was going to turn out, but as the fee was only $140 with no extra transportation fee for the Halifax outcall, I wasn’t unduly concerned. Actually, as it turned out, she was interesting to talk to once I made her a nice large glass of Bailey’s Cream. Having run away from home at 14 she had quite a few adventures to relay. All in all it was interesting insight into the sex-trade away from Montreal my chief stomping grounds for the hobby.
The half-and-half all-safe sex was skillful and satisfactory. I wasn’t looking for “extra’s” with her, so I was content. I should have asked the receptionist at Park Avenue more questions – my fault. Would I repeat? Not with Katrina, but I might call Park Avenue again. It was an interesting, satisfying experience, but only as a once in a lifetime thing.
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