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Historical footnote for the really geeky (line me) - "British" was mispelled in the original Declaration of Independence - it was given 2 t's. This error was corrected in later copies. Oh, alright!!, I'll go away.

Just wonderful, Carrie. Thanks for sharing that - it really brightened my day up. ( I wonder how he undoes bras??)

Hello JAFO, I couldn't resist checking out your profile, just to see if you actually practice what you preach - seems you do. I find you a trifle vague though: with some 600 years of recorded (one way or another) classical music available, couldn't you have been a little more specific? Same goes for tea, actually. I hope you know that I'm just pulling your leg. I actually took your comment about "moving on" concerning the question of age to mean that you simply moved on within that particular profile. I offer free spin recovery lessons to members, if you're interested. Is there a "tongue in cheek" happy-face icon in the supplied assortment, which I could use here? I'm glad the designers used the term "Gender" rather than "Sex", or I would most probably have put down something like "not enough". To your main points, I couldn't agree more - for all your stated rationale, and I certainly needed the reminder. I have no excuse for not having filled out my own profile yet, but please bear with me; as a newbie on CERB, I'm still learning how to find where the ladies hide in this often confusing and convoluted, yet already cherished site. Cheers, and thanks for the post.

Where the previously posted recommendations on Nicolette Vaughn are entirely accurate, they come nowhere near to describing this beautiful, wondrous woman, as she should be. I have no doubt that this recommendation will also fall far short of the intended mark. One simply runs out of adjectives and superlatives, when attempting to effectively describe Nicki. The English language just isn't designed to properly describe a woman such as she; it would be better accomplished in Italian or French (yeah, OK - sorry, I got carried away there). I finally had the good fortune to meet Nicki last week, after knowing of her for some time, yet opportunity never seeming to present itself. At last, the stars aligned! On first meeting Nicki, she presents herself as a shy, demure kitten; quiet, and a little reserved. But watch out! If you treat, caress and cuddle this kitten properly, she will turn into a man-eating tiger, and completely consume you. Simply put, Nicki is the most voluptuous and sensual temptress that it has ever been my pleasure to meet. Nicki's face is so beautiful that words fail - she has the classic face of a Goddess and Angel. Her lips are incredibly sensual in both appearance and action, and when she smiles, it transports you; and her beautiful, enchanting green eyes, well you could simply drown in them. Her skin is perfection; a wonderfully soft and delicate porcelain, that you cannot stop yourself from kissing, and caressing in wonder. The bottom line though, is that our wonderful Nicki is a genuine LOVER - you can forget about the standard GFE & PSE experience with Nicki, this beautiful woman makes love to you and with you! Unashamedly, no reservations, and with full conviction. Nicki will leave you writhing and whimpering, put your brain completely off-line, and make you see nothing but fireworks! You are certain that she is in love with you, and you willingly and eagerly return the affection. You will leave her embrace feeling nothing but awe and gratitude towards her. Nicki is magnificence on every level. This is what memories are made of. In my opinion, the most effective yardstick in measuring the value of any encounter with any woman, is the afterglow factor; the sense of joy and high, and that feeling of ridiculous happiness that (so rarely) overcomes you afterwards. Well, I had to go and redesign my personal chart, as she was completely off its scale! So there you have it - to pass up an encounter with Nicki would be like passing up a gift from the gods! I understand that Nicki is selective in her choice of partners. I certainly hope that she will agree to seeing me again, it would be a privilege.

I find myself in total agreement with you. It is a very special privilege indeed; and, obviously the ultimate expression/situation of femininity. BTW, I thought your pun was great, intentional or not! Cheers

Thanks Nicki, I'd really enjoy attending. xoxox

I've met Rebecca twice now, both times which were 2 hr appointments - you don't want to rush with a young lady such as she is. Rebecca is the one you want to take your time with - and you'll find, it still isn't enough. As most everyone else has commented, her pics come nowhere close to doing her justice. Physically, I found her to be gorgeous - she's the pretty "girl next door" that you admired from afar. She moves with a confidence and grace beyond her years, and in my opinion, is perfectly proportioned. Her unyielding affection always overcomes her innate shyness. If one word describes Rebecca, it would be joyful - at least when I was with her. Rebecca is quite intelligent and thoughtful - try talking to her, you won't be disappointed. The highlights you wanted: Rebecca is bright and bubbly, passionate, and giving of herself. She has a beautiful face, and the softest, freshest, alabaster skin it has ever been my privilege to caress. While we're on it, there is nothing Rebecca enjoys more that being caressed properly, anywhere and everywhere (almost). This is the young woman you use just your fingertips on, and oh, oh, so very slowly and gently - her response is magical, genuine, and a wonder to behold. While it's certainly true that if you please a woman, they will please you in return, I must say that the reciprocity you will receive from Rebecca will not be equal, but rather on an exponential level. Treat her well, gentlemen - she's a keeper, and we probably don't deserve her. Surroundings: Couldn't care less! Return?: Hell, you can't get me out of there! Recommend?: Definitely not! Why would I want you sharing in the fun.

Just great - now we have to bear in mind cross-border sporting events when trying to schedule our local lovely ladies. Where will they disappear to next? The spring running of the bulls in Spain, or the next national cricket match in UK? We certainly can't rely on the Sens to help us out and keep the girls in Ottawa this year. Possibly if we all promised to show up for appointments wearing strange jerseys and dumb caps; or, maybe a more sophisticated sport dress-code like 'coon-skin hats, cheap furs, and all waving penants and shouting ra-ra-ra, will make the gals want to stay in town. Rise up gentlemen, we will not accept an SP sports gap!

I approached Carrie's front door with Trepidation. The snow lay heavy on the ground, shrouding the artistically placed bushes in winter's cold, muffled tomb. Melt water from the eave above me drummed an unfamiliar tattoo on my forehead - or was I just sweating? The door was green, and I wondered who I would find behind that green door (if you're old enough - you'll get it; if not - you won't). I rang the bell, the door was slowly, and mysteriously opened - along with the appropriate squeaky-hinge sound effects, and I, along with my Trepidation, were permitted entry to this unfamiliar, and yes - terrifying dark world. By the way, Trepidation is my dog's name, and don't you hate recommendations that start of like a Michener novel?!!! OK, then. I'm new to CERB, but certainly not new to being a hobbyist (we were called "punters" last time I looked). I knew Carrie several years ago, and I think (hope) that we got to know each other reasonably well. For reasons entirely my own, and not having anything to do with or about this wonderful lady, I hadn't called Carrie for about seven years. I did - a little over a week ago. Carrie answered the phone, and I said "Hello, how are you" - that's it; she cuts me off, saying "I know that voice..." She's absolutely amazing! The reason I'm writing this post is because Carrie won't leave me alone (check my wall!) about not having submitted my five public posts in order to get rid of that annoying banner (remember?). And so, I thought I'd pick on her for one of my posts. Mind you, it's sort of the case of the choir boy recommending the High Priestess - it's ridiculous. When I went to her recommendations I was shocked - nay, incensed - to find so few posts here! Most of the above is targeted at the longer standing members, who will all know Carrie from social situations, parties or their own discrete liaisons, and is just there to get a few laughs. Now here's the serious stuff: Carrie is everything she says she is. She is probably the most honest and open woman that it has been my privilege to know. For me to call her friend is humble, indeed. For her to call me friend is a dispensation from on-high. You will not find a more complex mix of fun, humour, intelligence, tenderness and understanding; or, if you wish, a refreshing frankness and honesty, once she gets to know you. Carrie's pics are real, just like the lady herself - honest. Any man would be a fool not to experience the many virtues of this truly remarkable lady and woman. Do you wonder why she doesn't list in the Ottawa SP Forum more often? The answer is that she doesn't have to! To Carrie: I have so much to thank you for in the past, and now again in the present. I simply don't know how to repay your many kindnesses, your guidance, your help, your thoughtfulness, all of which you have given of so freely. I can only start by giving you my undying love and admiration - and we'll take it from there.