Just What I Needed; Nothing More

I arrived in Rockford Sunday evening, hoping one of the "lingerie salons" would still be open. Chantilly Lace took Mother's Day off. I hadn't been to Exclusive for a few years, so I headed across the street and found them to be open. Two ladies were sitting in the vestibule and a third promptly came in. I chose a half hour with one who was young and slim, with natural red hair: Maggie, I think.

She was very pleasant and matter-of-fact. I didn't ask for FS, but she declined FIV, saying it was OK to touch anywhere. So it was down to a HJ, which she did tirelessly. We chatted along the way and she is a pleasant conversationalist, although at 23 she has already had a hard life. In this line of work, they all have sad stories.