The Rare Bird
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Incall Rates
1 hour: 1,500 USD
2 hours: 2,000 USD
3 hours: 2,700 USD
4 hours: 3,000 USD
6 hours: 4,500 USD
Travel Rates & Conditions
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Nationwide
Biography
Gender:Female
Ethnic:Caucasian (white)
Age:30
Eyes:Brown
Hair:Blond
Hair Length:Long
Height:165 cm (5' 5")
Service for:Men, Women, Couples, Trans
Available for:

Incall: Private apartment

Outcall: Hotel and home visits

Orientation:Bisexual
Languages:
English
About me

I saw her first in her feathered form: I was three weeks in to a Pacific crossing, fair winds and all following seas, wing-on-wing, single-handing, tethered in. I’d been alone so long I wasn’t human.

The day had opened up hot. Eight knots of wind steady on the back of my neck, no land for weeks, sparse white clouds high overhead. The sky and the ocean the same deep blue meeting at the horizon. The slow roll of the waves was my whole world and my heartbeat.

All the hairs stood up on the back of my neck and I slammed my hand over my hat as a sudden gust of wind rushed over my sailboat’s stern. I lurched for the sheets - and I almost missed her.

Up. I looked up, all the way up. Impossibly high and still rising. I grabbed for my binoculars. She was riding a thermal, motionless. Her wings were brown, orange, striped white and black, vivid coral, pink, neon, like a sea-creature erupted forth from the water.

I lost sight of her as she rose, her white underbelly merging into a white cloud, but the memory of her was as real to me as each wave’s roll.

Weeks later, I sighted land. Two volcanos that rose slowly over the horizon. I anchored out and rowed my dinghy to shore. Scrambling up onto a deserted beach, I saw something.

Nestled under a rock, wet from the tide - it was orangey-pink, striped black and white, vivid, neon, each feather ruffling in the breeze -

I had found the feathered pelt of a rare bird, abandoned on the beach. And leading forth from the wet feathers on the sand, was the shape of a human foot.

Upon the breeze, I heard the faintest whisper …

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