This post is well-timed as I was about to chip in on this "best" BBW. "Worst" BBW is more like it.
Here's my take:
1. Made an appointment to visit her at her Bathurst/Steeles area apartment and arrived on time.
2. Entered her apartment and she was completely clothed in baggy sweats so it was impossible to get a vibe about her body.
3. In the room where the message table is, I noticed a weight-lifting table. I'm thinking, maybe she's a hard body underneath those layers of clothing. Nope. When she takes off her garments, not only is she lumpy all over, but she has horrible bruises everywhere, as though she fell down a flight of stairs. All I could do was pray for a solar eclipse to darken the room.
4. Now here's the most outrageous part: her cellphone rings, and she tells the guy on the other end (who's already at the apartment parking lot) she can see him in 5 minutes! At this point I was less than 10 minutes into my session. I politely ask, "Huh?" She says: "Hurry up and get dressed and wait in the other room for 20 minutes, then we will continue." When I look back at it now, this was a blessing in disguise -- I got out of that hell hole ... like a bat out of a hell hole.
5. Final point on those RZ photos: this is the "best BBW" after 3 hours at the beauty parlour. Maybe some airbrushing, too.
6. Repeat? Maybe after spending 25 years in Milhaven in solitary confinement. Maybe.
Mel