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Geneva Girls Report October 2021 Part 1
Well, here it is, Part One of my report for mongering in Geneva, Switzerland, in October 2021. Apologies to all of you for the tardiness of this report. I returned from Switzerland and Liechtenstein, worked for a week, and then hopped across the Atlantic Ocean again to spend nearly two weeks in Germany. Hopefully, the details of this report will make-up for its lateness. So, here we go.
Strategy: Despite the fact that Geneva is a major city in Europe, the Geneva forum here on ISG is surprisingly thin on useful information. However, several contributions from ISG members mentioned Geneva Girls:
[URL]https://www.geneva-girls.ch/[/URL]
For those who are unaware, Geneva Girls is a collective of seven salons that are located across the city of Geneva. Since I prefer to choose my WGs from lineups rather than sourcing them from online sites like Twitter or Mileroticos, I decided that the Geneva Girls salons would be the target for my time in Geneva.
Session #1: Since I was scheduled to be in Geneva for only a handful of days, I needed to hit the ground running. After doing the tourism thing during the daylight hours of a Sunday, I scanned through the Geneva Girls website and decided that I wanted Claire:
[URL]https://www.geneva-girls.ch/home?girl=1102[/URL]
At that time, Claire was working at the Geneva Girls 2 location:
[URL]https://www.geneva-girls.ch/villa-royale-geneva-girls-ii[/URL]
I dialed the phone number listed on the Geneva Girls 2 website and didn't get an answer. Since, on Google Maps, it looked like the salon was a relatively short walk from my hotel, I grabbed a courtesy umbrella from the hotel and stepped outside into moderate rain.
After a 15-minute walk, I arrived at the building that housed Geneva Girls 2, pulled on the front door, and found it locked. Since I didn't bring my cell phone and couldn't dial the salon's phone number again, I decided to loiter across the street with the hope that someone would eventually exit the building.
After about five minutes, jackpot! A guy left the building, and I slipped through the slowly-closing door and went up several flights of stairs to the salon's entrance, which was marked by the Geneva Girls website address printed on a rectangular sign near the door. I rang the doorbell, and after a few moments, the madam answered and invited me inside. I entered, the door closed, and the madam asked to see my Covid vaccine passport. I pulled out my CDC Covid vaccination card and passport, and after checking the details, the madam gave her approval and invited me to sit down.
I sat down on a couch and told the madam that I wanted to see Claire. Despite the Geneva Girls 2 website indicating that Claire was working, the madam shook her head and said that Claire would be arriving in a few days. She asked if I wanted to see a lineup of the girls that were working, and I said yes. She called the girls individually by name, and within a few seconds, about half a dozen girls were popping out from rooms with closed doors and coming down the wooden stairs in the center of the room.
The girls lined up and I liked what I saw. Since I enjoy DFK and can't stand the smell or taste of stale cigarettes, I asked the madam which girls smoked and which didn't. Four of the girls revealed that they either smoked or vaped. One of the two girls that didn't was Laura:
[URL]https://www.geneva-girls.ch/dans-quelques-jours?girl=1100[/URL]
She was dressed in a lacy, cream-colored bra with matching thong, and the way she was standing just exuded confidence. So, I told the madam that I wanted Laura for an hour, and the madam asked for 300 Swiss francs, which I paid. The other girls melted back into their individual rooms, and I followed Laura up the stairs in the center of the room.
Laura led me into her bedroom, handed me a towel, and asked that I shower in a bathroom. I got undressed, wrapped the towel around me, walked down the hall to the bathroom, and took a quick "rinse-off" shower with hot water.
I dried off a bit, walked back to Laura's bedroom, and made small talk with her while I continued drying off. I discovered that she was 22 years old, a student from Lithuania, and didn't have any kids. Judging by her appearance, I figured that she was a little over five and a half feet tall and about 130 pounds. Her laptop was on a nightstand beside the bed, and she asked what kind of music I liked. I told her jazz, she made a selection on YouTube, and we hopped into bed.
I started with slow DFK, and gradually worked down to the sides of her neck and then to her collarbones. At this point, she unsnapped and removed her bra to reveal two perfect, all-natural tits the size of the third letter of the alphabet, with quarter-size areolas and pencil eraser-size nipples. I started sucking on her nipples and they instantly hardened. After enjoying her tits for a couple of minutes, I started working my way south, and before I knew it, I was sliding off her thong. She was perfectly shaved, and I opened her legs to find a tiny, beautifully pink pussy. I opened her even more, positioned myself on the bed, and began DATY. Unfortunately, her bed had a headboard at the bottom, and being tall, half of me was hanging uncomfortably off of the bed. So, I stopped DATY, kneeled on the floor beside the bed, and had her move to the edge of the bed. Once we were both positioned, I resumed DATY for several minutes and enjoyed all of her deep breaths, moans, and sighs, which only intensified when I slipped the middle finger of my right hand inside of her. When I was confident that she had enjoyed herself, I hopped back onto the bed, moved her to the middle of it, gloved-up with a Trojan Bareskin, and went MISH until I popped a huge load.
She cleaned me up and we made more small talk. She was friendly, almost always smiling, spoke perfect English, had straight, white teeth, and had a slightly deep and smoky voice similar to Scarlett Johansson. I noticed that she had a couple of small, tasteful, "line" tattoos, one on the upper right of her back, and the other on the back of her left arm. Before too long, she gave me a BBBJ, which nearly instantly made me hard. I slipped on a fresh Trojan and she rode cowgirl until I popped another huge load, which was impossible to hold since I had a fantastic view of her toned body, creamy skin, and perfect tits.
Once again, she cleaned me up. I grabbed my towel, walked back down the hallway, took a quick shower, returned to Laura's bedroom, dried off, and got dressed. I thanked her for her service and told her that I would be in Geneva for a few more days and might see her again. I walked down the stairs and met the madam in the entrance area. I asked her what entry code was needed to enter the building, and she wrote a five-digit code on a piece of paper and handed it to me. I walked out of the salon, exited the building, and walked back to my hotel.
So, that's Part One of my Geneva report. Questions and comments are welcome from other ISG members. Although I still know the five-digit entry code for Geneva Girls 2, I won't provide it, either openly in the forum or in a private message, as I'm increasingly wary as to who exactly is reading ISG nowadays. The madam of the salon speaks good English, so just ask her for the code when you call the salon using the phone number listed on their website.
