A RARE INDULGENCE
Oscar Wilde once mused, “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
In a world where so many settle for the ordinary, the truly extraordinary stand apart—not by chance, but by choice.
Allow me to formally introduce myself: My name is Gabrielle St. James but you can call me Gabrielle or simply “Gabi”. For those who seek more than the mundane, I offer an experiences that linger. As an experienced FBSM provider and private companion, I offer personalized bodywork to relieve stress and achieve bliss.
My calm, grounded demeanor is an invitation to step away from the city’s grit and grime and into something refined, intoxicating, and deeply personal. I am often told that my essence is something photographs fail to capture—a warmth, a radiance, an unmistakable energy that can only be felt in my presence. To meet me is to understand that some pleasures in life cannot be replicated, only experienced.
Stats:
AGE Late 20s
RACE/ETHNICITY Black/Afro-Latina
HEIGHT 5’’5”
WEIGHT 135 pounds
DRESS SIZE US 6
SHOE SIZE US 10 / EU 42
BUST 34DD cup
EYE COLOR Brown
HAIR COLOR Black
GROOMING Bald
TATTOOS None
PIERCINGS None
EDUCATION B.S. in a STEM field
PASSPORT Yes
THE LANGUAGE OF TOUCH
"Pleasure is never a crime, it is only a discovery." — Osho
The body remembers what the mind forgets. In every stroke, every glide of warmth and oil, we speak a silent language of indulgence and release.
As San Francisco’s top Ebony sweetheart, I offer relaxing and rejuvenating erotic body work using a professional table, unscented and non-comedogenic oils/lotions. My soft hands will glide gently over your most sensitive parts, leaving a last impression and feelings of joy.
Want to escape with me? Let’s enjoy this safe, non judgmental environment in Downtown San Francisco where we can let go, be ourselves and embrace pleasure. My warm personality, playful disposition and sweet smile will captivate you. And my soft girly voice is just the cherry on top. During our time together the focus is on you and as a pleaser, I am satisfied when you are. You’ll feel both relaxed and at ease as if we are long-time lovers.
Always impeccably styled with a fresh mani pedi, my hygiene is top notch and I’m always dolled up in luxurious lingerie. My face is covered in photos for my discretion and yours but I’ve been described as “cute” and compared to Hollywood actresses Regina Hall or a young Lela Rochon — dimpled smile, smooth brown skin, full lips and round expressive eyes.
A Little More…
FUN FACT ABOUT ME I love playing the Sims!
BIRTHDAY October
ZODIAC Libra
FAVORITE CUISINE Japanese, Mediterranean, Indian
FAVORITE DRINKS Herbal Tea, Cabernet Sauvignon, Shiraz, Sparkling Water
FAVORITE COLORS White, Olive Green, Burnt Orange
FAVORITE FLOWERS Tulips, Water Lilies, Sunflowers
FAVORITE MUSIC Soca, Dancehall, Salsa, Merengue, Calypso and Dembow. I also love Acoustic, American folk, American blues, Classical and Opera.
RESTAURANTS I LOVE Nobu, STK 48 , Mastro’s Steakhouse, Morton’s Steakhouse, Ocean Prime, any type of themed restaurant.
INTERESTS Bookstores, museums & aquariums, spa trips, shopping, preforming arts, traveling, exploring new places and cuisines, creative writing, reading psychology and self-help books, Neurodivergency and Environmental Science, Artificial Intelligence and Technology, Solarpunk and Cyberparadism and Afrofuturism aesthetics, contemporary art, gardening, herbal bubble baths, exotic beauty products.
I hold the unshakable belief that even the briefest moments can be transformed into something warm, meaningful, and alive. I'm someone who thrives on possibility and the quiet art of uplifting others. Some might say I was born to listen—to meet you exactly where you are, with a calm presence, a knowing smile, and the kind of clarity that feels like a deep breath after a long day. In another life, perhaps I’d be a counselor, but here, now, I’ve found my calling in the intimacy of touch, the language of sensation, and the rare gift of undivided attention.
I find joy in life’s quiet luxuries—the first sip of freshly steeped tea, the comforting warmth of laundry just out of the dryer, the golden glow of a sunset melting into the waves at Ocean Beach. There’s a certain magic in the small things: the way the wind kisses my scalp when my braids are fresh, the familiar scent of old books that carry forgotten stories, the soft press of fingers intertwined with someone special. I’m drawn to nostalgia—the charm of ‘90s pop culture, leisurely Sunday mornings spent wandering the farmers market, the indulgence of creamy pasta after a long day. And if it smells like sea salt and longing, I’ll probably never forget it.