I am doing the sessions not very often, once or twice a year. As everybody here I like muscles on girls but as most of the men prefer the type which can be described as "beautiful" by common standarts (face, proportions, etc). So, the session with Renne was an exeption from this rule, and no need to tell, it was a wise exeption, one of the best sessions I had in my life. Of course, it was a pleasant surprice, when at the very beginning without any request from me she took off her t-shirt which left her only in a tight lycra shorts. The session was fantastic, Renne was non-stop and did exactly the things, I expected her to do: wrestled me, give some time to recover, doing some posing, let me feel every muscle of her body, flexing it separately, told some funny things, wrestled again...Of course I had no single chance against her in wrestling, but she did it slowly, without any fast scary moves, so I never felt myself in real danger, Renne is not a violent person.
But all this things are more or less well known and described by other people. Still it looks to me I can write somethihg which can be of interest for the forum members. Our session took place in Brussel in the end of 2006 in one of the Citadine`s appartements, not very expensive, but with a large carpeted area between the kitchen and living room. It started about 30 min. after the scheduled time. In her last message Renne asked me to make a final confirmation call around 20-30-min. before. That day I was busy in Antwerpen and because of some train delay returned to Brussel only 20 min. before the session. I remembered the hotel and room but her european tel. no. was in my computer pretty far away, so I went from the station directly to the hotel. The reception was busy with some people, so I decided not to wait in line and was near the room exactly in time. Knocked at the door-no answer, knocked again-same result. There was absolutely no sound from the room, no light inside. I spent couple more minutes in front of the door, returned downstairs and spent next ten minutes with a drink at the lobby bar, thinking what it means. It looked to me, the only reason is that by some ways I forgot the right time or room no. and before leaving without any hope I asked at the reception to call at the room. Renne answered! -Yes, I am in the room and waiting for You. I was lucky to ask for 2hr. session, so we still had enough time and in the end Renne was so nice that charged me only a little more than 1hr. You will ask what happened? The real reason was this famous man from Paris, the former professional wrestler, husband of Wei Lin (I think now she don`t wrestle anymore). His hobby is to visit all the comers to injure them during the wrestling, destroying this way a competition for his wife in the area, or just fulfiling his dark sadistic instincts and some time before me he was near REnne`s room trying to penetrate inside. Later I found a detailed description of an encounter with him at the site of Helen von Mott. The article was called FIASCO IN PARIS and was located in the PULPIT department. Now she redesignes her site and I did not find it anymore. There was even his photo there and to me he looked like Tank Abbot in a very bad mood. Renne knew everything about him and reasonably avoided Paris during her European trip, but this man was so devoted to his hobby that made all the way to Brussel (only 1.25 from Paris by fast train.)
To be continued...