Steven Seagal
15-12-2015, 12:38 PM
Person's Name: Monica
Establishment: Red Sunset
Date of Visit: October, 2015
Contact Details/Address/Weblink: 47 Sydenham Rd. Marrickville
Hours of Business: 10:00 – 9:00
Rates:$60/30, $120/60
Age: Mid to late 30’s.
Size/shape A little extra weight but not chubby. Trimmed pussy
Nationality or Ethnicity: Chinese
Services Provided: Bbj with cim, french kiss">dfk, covered sex.
Value for money/recommend?: Very good
My experience/comments: See below.
G’day Folks,
This is a review of Monica.
My first contact with a ‘Monica’ was not, as they say, earth shaking.
Monica Grabowski and her family were not exactly a group of intellectuals. Her brother Tanko Grabowski was a guard on the high school gridiron football team and resembled the banjo boy in the movie Deliverance. The coach would say things like “Throw me the football Tanko . . .Pick it up first!”
I suspect the whole Grabowski family only had one set of grandparents and Monica’s dim-witted father spent most of his time sitting on the lounge chain smoking and possessing a cough that you could hear all the way to Toongabbie. Her mother seemed to spend most of her time baking apple pies that no one ever ate because she used salt instead of sugar in her recipe.
Monica was hot but stupid, She had luscious, thick bbj lips, D-cups and child bearing hips. Like a chicken, with its head cut off, her body seemed to survive without the use of her head as she seemed to move around in an indiscriminate fashion.
My mate Riley Greenleaf told me she would let me fuck her in a minute. . . .so I asked her out to the movies and the following interaction ensued:
Steven: Can a put my arm around you Monica?
Monica: You can forget that idea.
Steven: What idea?
Monica: You’re not going to fuck me.
Steven: What do you mean?
Monica: I mean go fuck yourself!
Well, it all went downhill from there. She ordered an expensive buttered popcorn, a big orange drink and enough chocolates to give half of Sydney diabetes.
And that, as they say, was that.
Anyhow, I haven’t had all bad luck with Monica’s.
There were two good Monica’s at 12 Bellevue.
The first Monica was Chinese-Korean with good English, a trimmed pussy and a good attitude. I saw her several times and, while she was not raunchy, provided a good service with a good personality to boot. She got busted by immigration and was given the bum’s rush out of Sydney to parts as yet unknown. I miss her.
The second Monica was also Korean. She had a very sexy face, short, swept to the side, stylish hair and great lips. While she had little English, I thought she was hot and had many a happy moment doing ‘the dirty deed’ with her. I am sad to say personal issues got on top of her and in the end she looked sad, beaten and tragic and the stylish hairstyle looked like Moe’s of the Three Stooges. I think her life had the characteristic of a degraded Zola novel. I miss her too.
This brings us to our present Monica.
When you go to Red Sunset it is all pot luch. They have 3 rooms and 3 girls and you take who is available.
I was pleased to get Monica.
Monica said she was 27. But I suspect she trimmed 10 years off her curriculum vitae and was more 37. She had lovely thick lips, a warm smile and C-Cups with a trimmed pussy.
Monica was no starfish and was very active and did her best ot please.
She started with a very nice bbj, then licked her way up my body for some dfk.
I had her in cowgirl where she moved her hops quite rythmically and then I had her in cowgirl followed by doggie.
In the end it was cim and she continued to suck unti I empitied every last drop in her mouth.
Yes, folks, not a great punt but I left satisfied.
Well I must go now.
I wonder whatever happened to Monica and Tanko Grabowski. I wouldn’t be surprised if Tanko finished up in some idiot institution where he spensds his days trying to pick the flowers off the wall paper.
I could imagine with Monica that she finished up with on her wedding day with the following interaction with the minister during the service:
Minister; Monica, do you take this man . . .
Monica: I’ll take and fuck this man and any other you throw at me.
Minister: You don’t understand how the service is supposed to go
Monica: Preacher you don’t understand sluts and fucking!
Enough of this nonsense.
I’ll catch you all again soon.
Until that time friends . . .until that time.
Steven
Establishment: Red Sunset
Date of Visit: October, 2015
Contact Details/Address/Weblink: 47 Sydenham Rd. Marrickville
Hours of Business: 10:00 – 9:00
Rates:$60/30, $120/60
Age: Mid to late 30’s.
Size/shape A little extra weight but not chubby. Trimmed pussy
Nationality or Ethnicity: Chinese
Services Provided: Bbj with cim, french kiss">dfk, covered sex.
Value for money/recommend?: Very good
My experience/comments: See below.
G’day Folks,
This is a review of Monica.
My first contact with a ‘Monica’ was not, as they say, earth shaking.
Monica Grabowski and her family were not exactly a group of intellectuals. Her brother Tanko Grabowski was a guard on the high school gridiron football team and resembled the banjo boy in the movie Deliverance. The coach would say things like “Throw me the football Tanko . . .Pick it up first!”
I suspect the whole Grabowski family only had one set of grandparents and Monica’s dim-witted father spent most of his time sitting on the lounge chain smoking and possessing a cough that you could hear all the way to Toongabbie. Her mother seemed to spend most of her time baking apple pies that no one ever ate because she used salt instead of sugar in her recipe.
Monica was hot but stupid, She had luscious, thick bbj lips, D-cups and child bearing hips. Like a chicken, with its head cut off, her body seemed to survive without the use of her head as she seemed to move around in an indiscriminate fashion.
My mate Riley Greenleaf told me she would let me fuck her in a minute. . . .so I asked her out to the movies and the following interaction ensued:
Steven: Can a put my arm around you Monica?
Monica: You can forget that idea.
Steven: What idea?
Monica: You’re not going to fuck me.
Steven: What do you mean?
Monica: I mean go fuck yourself!
Well, it all went downhill from there. She ordered an expensive buttered popcorn, a big orange drink and enough chocolates to give half of Sydney diabetes.
And that, as they say, was that.
Anyhow, I haven’t had all bad luck with Monica’s.
There were two good Monica’s at 12 Bellevue.
The first Monica was Chinese-Korean with good English, a trimmed pussy and a good attitude. I saw her several times and, while she was not raunchy, provided a good service with a good personality to boot. She got busted by immigration and was given the bum’s rush out of Sydney to parts as yet unknown. I miss her.
The second Monica was also Korean. She had a very sexy face, short, swept to the side, stylish hair and great lips. While she had little English, I thought she was hot and had many a happy moment doing ‘the dirty deed’ with her. I am sad to say personal issues got on top of her and in the end she looked sad, beaten and tragic and the stylish hairstyle looked like Moe’s of the Three Stooges. I think her life had the characteristic of a degraded Zola novel. I miss her too.
This brings us to our present Monica.
When you go to Red Sunset it is all pot luch. They have 3 rooms and 3 girls and you take who is available.
I was pleased to get Monica.
Monica said she was 27. But I suspect she trimmed 10 years off her curriculum vitae and was more 37. She had lovely thick lips, a warm smile and C-Cups with a trimmed pussy.
Monica was no starfish and was very active and did her best ot please.
She started with a very nice bbj, then licked her way up my body for some dfk.
I had her in cowgirl where she moved her hops quite rythmically and then I had her in cowgirl followed by doggie.
In the end it was cim and she continued to suck unti I empitied every last drop in her mouth.
Yes, folks, not a great punt but I left satisfied.
Well I must go now.
I wonder whatever happened to Monica and Tanko Grabowski. I wouldn’t be surprised if Tanko finished up in some idiot institution where he spensds his days trying to pick the flowers off the wall paper.
I could imagine with Monica that she finished up with on her wedding day with the following interaction with the minister during the service:
Minister; Monica, do you take this man . . .
Monica: I’ll take and fuck this man and any other you throw at me.
Minister: You don’t understand how the service is supposed to go
Monica: Preacher you don’t understand sluts and fucking!
Enough of this nonsense.
I’ll catch you all again soon.
Until that time friends . . .until that time.
Steven