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My time with Sable … Originally, I came to the ranch because I had an appointment with another lady – who fell ill. I was in town for a limited time, so I dropped by the Sagebrush for a tour and Sable chose to show me around. I had seen Sable on the website, and this being my first time to the ranch I was intimidated, mostly as a result of my own insecurity. We had some conversation after which I chose to leave. Later that night, I sent her an email – and she promptly responded and invited me to have a more personal meeting. So I cleaned up, returned to the ranch… one thing led to another and she returned to my room with me.

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I met Lady Sable when she was at the LRN… she simply oozes that smooth southern charm and when she struck up a conversation with me we hit it off immediately. I had spent a lot of my youth in the Midwest and we had a lot in common and became quick brothel buddies. She ultimately ended up transferring over the Sagebrush Ranch and it was there that we finally hooked up for our inevitable party. I had planned on partying with Sable many times but our individual schedules never synched up finally at the Sagebrush the timing was right and we discussed closing the deal. The negotiation was quick and we headed back to her room. She has that silky deep voice and that voice becomes even silkier in the room. She certainly had a plan in mind and she stuck with that plan. Lady Sable has mad skills oral and madder skills otherwise. Once we finished and the voice over the loudspeaker called to let us know the fun was over…. We both were completely spent. If you want to have a Lady Experience then make sure you see Lady Sable She will rock your… c… ummm I mean world.

OK, here’s a recount of the first time I had the Lady Sable to myself:
I had her scheduled to come to the room I was in. As her show time neared, I hopped into the shower. I was almost finished when I heard a knock. I turned off the water and grabbed my dripping, towel, wrapped it around myself,going to the door thinking “Dammit! Who the hell is bothering me? I’m getting ready for something!!!”
I opened the door, primed to chew someone a new orifice . . . and Sable is standing there; she had shown up early! (I was to learn later that this woman’s professionalism is indisputable!)

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