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I can only speak for myself but I do not feel what I do requires any less grooming. My philosophy in such matters is that you can never go wrong with a clean shave or neat trim. Think of it like a garden: a lovely British garden will certainly still be a pleasant sight for a wilderness afficcionado but the reverse is quite unlikely. In fact MA are mostly in giving mode. Which requires a high level of motivation to have the proper energy in our touch. If the sights, smells and feels are conducive to be naturally inclined, it certainly benefits all involved. It reminds me of our annual corn family parties. My brothers and I would get on fights because they were stripping them carelessly while I was careful to remove all the cornsilk. Once cooked, of course they did not want to have the cornsilk stuck in their teeth so they would fish in the pot for mine, leaving theirs for the other guests and I! But I disgress...

I am a long time SC veteran. Because of this post I tried an MA for the first time. Wow! One thing that I found annoying about SCs over the years is you spend so much time waiting around for the girl you want, while politely declining all the girls you don't. It is hit and miss when your fav is working, and she can end up at somebody else's table or in the CR without you. With an MA, you book the girl you want and you get her all to yourself. In fact, they seem to go out of their way to make sure you don't see any other men at all.

To some, this IS a hobby. Ladies are tried on and discarded in favor of the next "new and greatest". Know what, that's okay because there are those who are into that and ladies who fit the bill. There are those who want something more, a connection but not quite more. Who wants a great experience regularly and consistently but within the boundaries they set. Perfect, there are ladies to fill this. There are those who are looking for a friendship or connection who enjoy the extras that familiarity affords and the fantasy and reality combining.Awesome, because there are those who fit here too. Sometimes holes are filled with things and experiences and sometimes holes go a little deeper and become a need for something more real and authentic. Life and people change. Things and needs and wants evolve and sometimes what worked at one point, doesn't work at another. When you approach things openly and honestly and are looking for a honest connection to whatever it is and are willing to give of yourself, magic happens. If you limit yourself to what 'should" be or to borders and boundaries, eventually you hit a wall and need to re-evaluate where you are. if you approach anything with passion and love, it never gets old or boring. It's when you limit your passion or love that things get messed up. When you think too much and feel too little. When you're not aware of your true needs but are working from "mental" needs versus emotional ones. We are human and thus need emotions and feelings and the mess that comes along with that. If we exclude all that, we end up feeling "without". Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt, had the wine....and now I share!

Parker looks like a graduate student: slim, long hair, glasses. Which in fact she was. Since university she's been doing fairly advanced studies in sexual pleasuring. It should be noted that it's more than worthwhile helping her finance her post-graduate research in this area. She's up for a variety of experiments which will test your hypotheses (might stretch it a little bit too) as well as your endurance. You will undoubtedly rate her work very highly, giving top marks for attitude, openness and enthusiasm. She is particularly skillful on oral exams. She was able to complete four during our recent tutorial session, and helped me achieve success on two of my own. She was more than willing to extend the exam time beyond that normally allotted, which accounted for not only her own high score but which also allowed me to gather my powers of concentration and successfully graduate cum laude (cum loudly?) a second time. She has a tight little student body on which your cup of knowledge can overflow anywhere. Such overflowings can inspire her to renewed feats of academic fervour. And, as such, can often be doubly savoured. Needless to say, I'm looking forward to our next study session. Her home study sessions, by the way, are conducted in a pleasant little bungalow located on the Stittsville campus. Just a 15 minute drive from downtown. And well worth the trip.

Met up with Ciara last weekend. Setup was very smooth and I picked my service (massage w/b b b j). I arrived at her incall and she answered the door in some sexy lingerie. I placed my donation on the table and we got down to business. The massage didn't last very long and we proceeded to the b j. (Which was just fine with me!) She knows what she likes and isn't afraid to let you know. Lots of deepthroating, gaging, hair pulling etc. Finished with her begging for a C O F, (Yum!) And I happily oblidged. Her pictures are very accurate and there was definitely no rush. It's easy to tell she enjoys her job. We chatted for a bit after I got cleaned up. She's very friendly and a genuinely nice person. I would repeat when time and funds allow.

I have a friend, who is really into cars. It's so much more than just a passing avocation for him. His life is wrapped around them. It's his escape from the dry tedium of his day job, his world of spreadsheets, forecasts, and endless emails. I can always count on him to have something new that's he's either driving or fixing up. His tastes run to German sports coupes and every once in a while he's kind enough to let me drive one of his cars. He's a good person to know. But I've noticed a change in my friend, lately. He doesn't seem to talk about his cars as much as he used to. That's okay, we've always talked about our other shared interests too. I razz him about the Jays, in a long running ritual for us. We endlessly debate the merits of craft beers. He helps me when I struggle with my phone, and I help him with his renovations. I asked him about his cars one day. He said he hadn't driven or worked on one of them in weeks. I did notice he was driving his Toyota today, the truck that he used to haul his parts around in. The one that was always running and could be counted on to be reliable, no matter how much abuse he piled on to it. I asked him what was the matter. He just shook his head, took a sip of his pale ale. They just weren't interesting him right now. He was tired of coming home to a dark house, with greasy parts soaking in a black pool of parts cleaner. He was tired of his needy 'children', who always seemed to be needing something, and in some cases, many things. Baby always needs new shoes, don't you know. He said that he was getting tired of spending more money to go a little faster, to go around corners a little quicker. I listened as he talked on and I soon realized why he felt this ennui. The cars filled a hole in his life. But it was a bottomless hole that could never be filled by them, no matter how rare, how powerful, how exotic they were. They were great fun and a marvelous distraction, but there was one huge shortcoming to even the best of them. They could never love him back. He and I are great friends, and have been for years. But I've never told him about this one particular hobby of mine. One that ranged to collecting experiences with the beautiful, the witty, the utterly charming. I enjoy those sorties greatly. But like him, I too had stepped back a little bit. He lived for the ripping-silk snarl of the exhaust, the shove in the small of his back as the cars launched themselves from a standing start. I long for a skilled tongue in my mouth, a gentle touch, smooth taut skin under my fingers as we pant, eyes closed. But if there's one thing our hobbies have in common, it's that once he steps out of the car, once I leave her bed to get dressed, our times are over. All we're left with is the memories. One last look back, and we're out the door. The garage door for him, the bed room door for me. At one time, too, I tried to fill a hole in my life with my hobby. And like he will come to discover, I found that that hole couldn't be filled that way. I came to learn that you can buy someone's attention, you can pay someone to do things with you and to you. But you can't buy someone's respect. You can't pay anyone to truly love you, and for that reason, those things are truly priceless. I've found that the emptiness was best filled with friends, with family. With new experiences. With travel. Because the life that is lived best is the one that is lived well. I listened as he talked about his car fatigue. I changed the subject, or so he thought. The Vikings were going to be playing the Bears in Minneapolis. Why don't we take a road trip? We could pay too much for scalped tickets. We could eat some wonderful, awful greasy food. And afterwards, we could either celebrate or drown our sorrows at our favorite bar on Nicollet Mall. His eyes lit up. He thought he could take the time off of work. We made plans. The road waits for us, sinuously, black, stretching off to the horizon. The road, like life, is best traveled when you're on it, fence posts whizzing past. It's such a cliche, but it's so true. Life is most enjoyed when it's seen as journey, not a destination.

I'm delighted that this tale has sparked a lively discussion here. I think that there is no contradiction between the apparent extremes in view as presented by Summer and Stevemcqueen. Because I've experienced both sides at different times, with different ladies, and at times even at different times with the same lady. Perhaps you're new to me and my tales, Summer. But I definitely don't see the ladies I meet in person as a commodity, as you seem to have read into my use of the word hobby. I have had the pleasure of having the kind of relationship that you have described in your first post, many times. It doesn't happen with every lady and not even most ladies, as I'm sure you don't make that connection with every client. But it has happened, and frequently. In particular, since I've started to participated in boards with national coverage, I've virtually met many ladies that by dint of geography I'm unlikely to ever meet in person. This still has not prevented us from corresponding and forming friendships. These friendships are blissfully uncomplicated, as there are no expectations on either side, save intellectual stimulation and perhaps a few laughs. It's a little more complicated in person. I'm quite aware these relationships have their boundaries. Sure, we text, we message, we keep in touch in between my trysts and this contact definitely enhances our experiences. Still, it's hard not to feel the subtle weight of expectations, that I should be coming back, that we should be continuing our business relationship. And as well, Stevemcqueen, there have been ladies with whom I suspect that we would never have developed and kept up that correspondence, had there not been a business component in the first place. To be fair, I'm sure that there have been ladies who have wondered whether our correspondence would never have developed had there not been an offer of physical intimacy.

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There are always dangers in anecdotal evidence...but, I have a friend who has been able to reverse her Type 2 by adopting this very low carb and higher fat:protein approach...

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Totally agree. I took the chance Thursday night and glad I did. I too will be repeating next time she is in town. Lovely girl . After my visit with her , I had to rethink my top 3.

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Seconding this. My uncle passed away last year because he ignored blood in his urine until it was too late.

Having just got back from the gym, I peeled off my clothes, put on some good music and am having a no pants dance party to rev up my morning!

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I don't diet. Diets don't work. Taking off weight is one thing. Keeping it off is another. Intermittent fasting is something I've done for a while along with cutting back on sugar and increasing my intake of fats. The primary reason for this has little to do with looking to lose weight, but rather to maintain my testosterone level. Cholesterol is the building block of testosterone and cholesterol comes from fats. Low T means working out is a chore and you tire quickly. Low T also means long recovery times from work outs. As you get older, low T becomes an increasingly large problem. Signs of low T males. Lack of energy, lack of libido, lack of morning erections, accumulation of fat around the mid-section, man boobs. Add to that, the low T males also suffer not only a lack of male hormones but an increase in estrogen and you have a considerable number of older males who suffer from feminization. I've been able to maintain a consistent body weight, I have no target weight in mind. Whatever weight my body settles at, if I feel good at that weight, that's all that matters. Today, I weighed in at 181 lbs. That's on a 6'1" frame. I have very broad shoulders. I wear size 32 jeans which are far from tight on me. I'm 62 years old. I don't look my age, and its primarily because of my physique. In my 40s and early to mid 50s, a weight of 210-215 lbs was typical. I assumed like so many others, that added weight, a bulging waistline were inevitable. They're not. I was overweight, because I was lazy, didn't exercise and I ate foods to comfort myself, not feed my body the nutrients it needed. Nutrition alone isn't going to get you results. I exercise, I prefer interval style training. What I do definitely isn't old guy style exercise. Old guy exercise will get you an old guy body. If you want to look like an athlete, you have to train like one. That means sweat and plenty of it. There is no easy way to achieve results, there is no magic pill. Consistency is the key. What you consume and what activities you engage in, those are there for the rest of your life. You either accept that as an immutable fact, or don't even bother, is my advice. If you're going to go back to way things were, if you think you can take a break, indulge, pig out, and pick things up in a month or two, you're sadly mistaken. Diets don't work. By their very nature, they're restrictive. You need to give your taste palette and your body, time to adjust, when you make changes to what you eat. I don't count calories, I don't portion control, on strength and conditioning days, I purposely overeat. I don't sweat the scale. The risk of developing type 2 diabetes increases with your waistline. We're not talking a few percentage points here. I've read various studies, depending on the size of the waistline, typically in males over 40 inches, that your chance of developing type 2 diabetes can be 20 to 80 times more likely than if your BMI was in the normal range and your waistline was 35inches or lower. Type 2 diabetes is reversible.

He's probably talking about seeing MAs and escorts :) Honestly, it sounds like seeing an MA would be what you're looking for. More mileage than you get at a club (although there's still limits, and some variation), no irritating counting of songs and debating how many it was, and it works out cheaper (look at MA rates, and then work out what the equivalent length of time in CR would cost you at 3 minutes per song...)

Bliss is a very discreet place and the ladies are all so friendly and open minded...:) rates are also very reasonable.

I would guess 30's but beware as I also saw a lovely Asian that I thought was in her 20's and she was early 40's :) What difference does it make anyways? aren't you just going for a good massage? lol

Please wear deodorant...pretty please! While we as individuals think we all smell nice or acceptable, that may not always be true. If you see an SP and expect to have a good encounter, please make sure that nothing is going to come in between that. As SPs, we are only responsible to a certain degree. If a client isn't smelling fresh, it's definitely going to affect the outcome of an encounter. With all due respect, as for not wearing deodorant and thinking you're not going to smell? Ask someone else that and see what their response is...

I always make sure I am freshly showered and smelling good before any intimate encounter of any kind. I find it really strange that some people don't. It is respectful to the other person, and I don't know about you, but I feel better when I am fresh and clean

I personally bring a travel size or a spre bottle with me all the time. In my briefcase.....in my car.....in my desk.....and especially when going on encounters. I make sure i apply enough to mask and not too much to be offensive to the lady when i step out of her shower. Posted via Mobile Device