As a frequent visitor to Greenwich and a lurker on this board I felt it necessary to come out of the shadows to confess that I caught a very strong case of PESS while I was here that may linger for months or perhaps years. My life will never be the same.

I have never had recurring episodes like this before!

It all started happening after a two hour visit to Layia this week when I was in your fair city. However I fear I will be experiencing the lingering effects of Post Erotic Stress Syndrome (PESS) long after I step off the plane in my hometown. Holy shit… I can hardly keep my mind in the real world.

In a few hours I will be walking awkwardly through customs, trying to conceal the fact that I am packing serious wood that seems never to go away for more than a few minutes. I wonder… how will I answer the custom agent's questions when every thirty seconds or so I get flashbacks… the taste and beauty of her wet laser trimmed pussy… watching the erotic joy on Layia's face as I rock her back and forth on the aforementioned wood as she reclines on her bedroom swing… consenting to her request to "grind" me which results in the most explosive, transforming and wild orgasm I have ever witnessed… or just cuddling and talking about our lives.

Man, I have been spoiled. And two hours is not near enough time.

I am not a MSOG kinda guy but I do like things to start off slow and to build up gradually to the ultimate climax. I truly believe the journey is the reward and the longer the journey the better. Well Layia made it am most incredible journey! Also, as I have now discovered, the longer the journey with Layia... the stronger the PESS symptoms become. This was a record for me, and hour and a half of non stop, mind blowing sex with this most incredible, beautiful woman. I will never be the same again!

As a hobbist, I have found the Holy Grail and it is in Greenwich. I will be back for more, much more!

Greenwich, keep her safe!

Mike