OK, I Can Die A Happy Man Now

Also appears as a review on Char’s profile page
A person should have very few transformative experiences in their life. If you’re having a bunch, then your definition of “transformative” is way too broad. I will say, without any qualifications whatsoever, that the three hours plus I spent with Char were life transforming. She had warned me in e-mails that I would never be the same afterward. Little did I know that she was bringing the contest for “Understatement Of The Year” to such an emphatic conclusion. You see, Char took my V-Card. In the process, she folded, spindled and mutilated that V-Card(all in the nicest, most satisfying ways possible). Her lovemaking was, by turns, tender, gentle, patient, understanding and sometimes ferocious. When our “party” was over, I was literally weak. Very, very happy but weak. And her lips. When we were kissing, I felt like I was lost in time. Those lips are soft, tender, moist, sometimes bruising and, well, just perfect. Since I had no basis for comparison(that V-Card thing, again)I considered that all the feelings Char pulled out of me were there because it was my first time, But, ya’ know, there are some things you can just feel in your gut. And I know that Char taught me things about myself that I would never have learned any other way. I will be forever grateful to her for that gift. Bottom line is if you don’t arrange a party with Char, well, you’re missing out on one of those rare transformative experiences.