Review: SoftlySarah / Sarah Landon

General Details

I have known Sarah for many years now. We've been together on a number of occasions in a few different countries, and she has recently changed her geographic location and her modus operandi so that we can't meet as often as I would like. She has convinced me to write something for her here, even though this is not my style. Her skills of persuasion are... persuasive.

Sarah is a genuine courtesan type companion, and understands me on a level very few others have come close to. She's incredibly intelligent and actually challenges me in my beliefs on a regular basis. She is a fascinating person, and just her company is worth every penny. But her boudoir skills are, I have to say, even more incredible. She has a beautiful face and a gorgeously curvy body. But her eyes are probably the most captivating thing about her.

On this occasion, Sarah happened to have scheduled a holiday in London at the same time I would be in town. She agreed to spend the better part of a weekend with me (an extremely rare occurrence for her nowadays), and we planned a visit to the theatre, a couple of nice dinners, and a little sight-seeing. Sarah shares my taste for ethnic foods, so we dined the first evening at Simurgh- a small but great restaurant that serves Persian food. The most satisfying thing about dining with her beyond the food and her company is the way others in the restaurant look at her- and of course, at me. I must admit I get a small sense of smug satisfaction when I see the desire in other men's eyes, knowing that I will be the one to have her later. We saw the show Wicked after, and took a long walk around the West End and Soho until it was time to have dessert. And I have to tell you that while I enjoyed the show (Sarah's seen it twice now), dessert was the best part of the evening by far. The following morning we ... skipped breakfast ... and barely made it out the door at all! We managed to make it to the British Museum, had tea at Fortnum and Mason, and did some shopping at Selfridge's. We spent some intimate time in the hotel before dinner, and neither of us got much sleep that night.

It was truly a little painful to watch Sarah leave that next morning. I know it will be some time before I can see her again as I rarely can get to Florida. Damn.