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Trust me when I tell you, if I decide I want a piece of you before I say hello, it will seem anything but cheap and you will have an paradigm shift in what you think is or is not your thing ;) ... cat

I thought I had pushed a button by accident and made it happen! Glad it's happening to everyone... cat

Perhaps putting it out there that small talk isn't your strong suit would be the icebreaker? Like Katherine and Christy, I'm a chatter and I love to get to know my guests. I take the lead and guide the conversation so my guests never have to feel tongue tied. My dad use to say I vaccinated with a gramophone needle or that my tongue was attached in the middle and wiggled at both ends. (now wouldn't that be fun!) The key is not to worry or force it. In a worst case scenario, off the top of my head I can think of a dozen things that are more fun to do with my tongue than talk, maybe that's the direction you should head in first. Then get to know each other after the skin has met... cat

I LOVE dental dams! Until I arrived in Canada, I had always used them. Men seemed very offended here in Ottawa so I discontinued using them. It takes a wee bit of practice to learn the technique of holding them but it's not rocket science. I don't find it decreases my pleasure either. If anything, it helps me relax and enjoy it more... cat

I'll step in here and provide my experience as an SP that is website shy. I built my business on EC with occasional ads here. For a long time I didn't even have pictures! I do have a website but I don't publish the url, it is available only to those that contact me directly. I seldom advertise but when I do, I want to open up a dialogue with my guests. I want to answer the questions no matter how inconsequential they feel the questions may be because this conversation we develop gives me valuable clues to who they are and if I want to see them. I don't want men to look at my website, decide they want an appointment and arrive for me to find out we aren't a good fit. I have learned the hard way that money earned when it isn't fun isn't money worth having. Not publishing my website for the world to see is simply another layer of verification for me. If it makes me appear unprofessional then so be it. Those who I have chosen to entertain will attest to the fact that I am unsurpassed when it comes to hospitality and entertaining. I take my career seriously, having been involved for over 25 years and I don't think having a website determines ones level of commitment or professionalism. Over the years I have more providers than I care to count who had outstanding websites and were subpar providers... cat

It was when I first arrived in Canada and I was still living in my car. I was standing in the phone booth on the corner of Catherine/Bank St. calling agencies out of the Sun trying to get someone to hire me and when the first one asked for my name I looked up at the street sign and there it was, Catherine! "cat" was my nickname as a child, my father told everyone that I was a cat because he believed I had 9 lives. The St.Claire is an old family name and it had a nice ring... cat

You make us laugh, you make us shake our heads and most of all you make us think and that is my favorite part of every one of your posts! Your an adorable, silly Old Dog that I forget your a fixed old dog and just feel like you're one of us bitches. ;) Thank you for being you and thank you for being here... kisses, cat

HPV is very, very common and it takes years (decades) for cancer to develop. It's usually talked about in connection to cervical cancer in women and is considered the cause of cervical cancer in women who don't smoke. Poor lifestyle choices like smoking added to this virus is a problem but don't discount the virus on it's own not to do serious damage... cat

Strangest pets? Hmmm, let me see... Alligator, meanest piece a work on the planet. Lived in a huge aquarium in my dads shop. Lived on home farmed mice, lost frogs found in fence post holes and the occasional boot when he was loose in the yard and a stranger happened by. My dad would sit and wait for the boot feedings. He loved it. Mice. I bred mice! Why you ask? To feed the alligator of course. Until one day an ermine that lived in our shop for years discovered the contained hunting ground and slaughtered each and every one of them in a night. Very messy. Monkeys. 2 squirrel monkeys at different times in my life. The first was a full blown alcoholic with rage issues who masterbated to elicite public indignation. He was the ear fucker that smashed bottles of alcohol to get a fix. He also was a thief with no remorse, stealing eggs of any variety and state and sugar. He ran away and lived in neighbouring barns with the cows every summer, terrorized the cat and all children for shits and giggles and thought it was his God given right to draw blood for his personal entertainment. Bottom line, he was an addict with a bad attitude and a death wish that went unfulfilled for far too long. The second was a delight that should have lived forever and died too soon! A cat. We a single cat that weighed 28 lbs, was bigger than a springer spaniel (I swear) and was known to bring home a live badger or fox for my mom on occasion. Her name was Momma Kitty. Her goal in life was to kill the drunken monkey but unfortunately he had a cage that she could only knock over, never open. Her ultimate success was outliving him. African lion cub. This little miss didn't last long. My dad brought her home, my mother moved out. She went to live at a lion rescue but not before leaving permanent marks all over my body. Anyone ever really thought about what a 3 month old kitten is like if it weighs 65lbs with claws and teeth that can't be filed or clipped? She would hide and pounce on someone walking by to play but it never ended well. The almost 10lbs of horse meat a day she consumed showed me that I never wanted an indoor cat as I was on litter box duty, thus the scars. A cow. My dad decided we would raise a cow, kill it and eat it. It thought it was a dog. Really thought it was a dog. Hung out in the dog pen, ran with the dogs at night, thought it should hang out on the porch and at times wandered into my play house and got stuck cause it couldn't turn around. He would panic and get the runs which ruined every carpet I ever stole for my little palace. He would lay next to us like a dog when we sun bathed and twice ruptured our out door water bed. Sometimes the dogs would take him places just to get him stuck, on purpose. We would have to go scouting for him and find him in a thicket or on the other side of a swamp puddle. We didn't eat him. He eventually got pneumonia and died. The dogs dug him up on 3 different occasions so I got to say goodbye more than once. Dogs. We had them. Police reject sheppards that couldn't resist a rabbit chase, dobermans that were selectively deaf but never missed a whistle call that may involve food, rotties that wished calves were born just a bit bigger because a new born calf is just a little shy of a meal. Husky/wolf mixes that could wipe out a barn full of livestock quicker than a man gets an erection, mastiffs that thought my mother needed her own gaggle of geese and routinely stole the neighbours gander and a goose, bringing them home alive. Pit bulls that thought the tire pile was their natural habitat and would rearrange it at their whim; like dragging dozens of tires to different spots in the yard over night that would require me to get a truck, load it and move the cursed rubber back to the pile. We had an ever evolving pack of dogs that society had rejected and they would show up on our gate with no notice. Bless the ones that weren't pregnant on their arrival. One had 14 puppies the second day she was there. Then continued to spit out more than 10 puppies twice as often as dog should go into heat. We couldn't get her to the vet fast enough to fix her because everytime she we'd get her into his office, she was already carrying again. We could lock this bitch in a room with no windows and she'd still get pregnant but she was the best alpha we ever had so we dealt with the puppy factory she was. Then we had our pet dogs. Pretty little pets, with bows and silly names. They balanced out the pack; they would escape and run all night with the boys, coming home covered in mud and filth with missing bows and fresh ticks, then attempt to climb into bed with one of us; wet and reeking of swamp. And my parents wondered where I got it! Ferrets. An albino ferret arrived, frolicking and full of piss and vinegar. He bonded with the second monkey and they made it a mission to ensure our little bowed pet dog had a nervous breakdown. They would tag team on keeping her off every surface in the house. If she got up on a chair, the monkey jumped her; if she was on the floor; the ferret took his shot. This lasted 6 months until the vet said she needed anti anxiety meds (in the 80's) so the ferret went to a new home. Fish. 100 gallon tank was home to more fish than I can count. Our oldest was a 24 year old gold fish and 2 suckers that made it to over 15. I always wanted pirhannas, but they were deemed too dangerous? What, after the lion? There were the others, the small and furries that didn't last long. Bunnies and gerbils, hamsters and wild baby mice I'd find in the yard or nested in cars headed for the crusher. I would keep them until my mom found them and promptly "got rid" of them. These are just some of my childhood pets. I will try and get the list together for the ones I made sure my children had. Not quite as primal as my childhood friends but every bit as entertaining... cat

Congratulations Miss Nicolette! An amazing accomplishment along with the fact you have a life! cat

I have had clients question me about condom use once the email exchange has started. Later when I met them they confessed that they only wanted to see someone who offers safe GFE. I'm good with it... cat

This has been a topic of discussion that has already caused such a backlash amongst providers that it started a downward spiral of negative feelings and culminated in suspensions with all kinds of drama. The fact is some may feel that there is little to no tact or taste put into the titles of these thread but the view count shows undeniable draw and that is what this board is all about. Marketing. Yes, it's a community but first and foremost it's an advertising site for sex workers to connect with specific target market. The bottom line is boys will be boys and men will be men. They all like to look at pretty girls and for this I am thankful. I like to use the "best of" threads as a gauge for who I would like and not like to entertain. The most useful aspect of CERB is the opportunity to see what someone writes and how they respond to certain topics. It's like my very own screening tool and all I have to do is read. We can't teach awareness, it has to happen on it's own and pointing out the shortcomings only seems to make it worse online so pursuing this as a viable topic of discussion will come to no good and we know what happens when threads go left... cat

You are assuming that this was a client, no where do I say that it was. Perhaps it was someone from my personal life (yes, I do have sex outside of work!). This was a shot at me for pointing out that perhaps a post was in violation of industry ethics and standards and I stand by it. Perhaps you would like to try again on another post I've written... cat

You are far too modest! ;) cat

Very simple answer, I will simply add "NO GLASSES TO BE WORN" like my other non negotiable rule... NO SOCKS ONCE NAKED! cat

I'm not trying to be a wet blanket here. I realize that it was a great experience and sharing it gives snippets of insight into your work but I am curious to know if you have your clients permission when you post these accounts on an escort site? This business is based on discretion and when someone hires you, I'm sure they assume you are going to be discreet about the encounter. As a woman who uses a personal male MA, I would be appalled to find our shared time together out there on the internet even if there were no details shared that could identify me personally. Clients review providers, not the other way around. Just thought I'd mention this as I'm part of the fetish community and I don't personally know a lifestyle Domme that would be thrilled with this as the motto is Safe, Sane and CONSENSUAL... cat

It depends on the chemistry and hygiene to begin with but I know that I adore DFK and from personal experience, so does Sara McQuestion. Just look at profiles and ask the ladies directly, you will get a clearer picture. Because of the YMMV factor, one hobbyists experience isn't indicative of what you will get in this instance... cat

Alabama! Loud and longing. It was the only obvious choice this morning because today's weather calls for cut offs, moccasins and a wife beater... cat

I had this happen recently and was stunned! Not by the fact that gas occurred, it happens to all of us but that it was during oral and he had been encouraging me to massage his anus. How do you not know you have a doozy sitting in wait and that if the seal is broken it's going to escape right in the face of your provider? He literally let one go on my hand, it hit me in face causing me to gag and throat regurgitate. He's lucky I didn't spill my lunch all over his manhood. It took me hours to wash off and I could still smell it if only in my mind the next day. The kicker was that he seemed oblivious and didn't even apologize. Deleted him from my email and put him on the "NEVER AGAIN, NOT IN A MILLION YEARS" list for the decided lack of remorse shown... cat

I have watched this thread and sat holding my tongue but my edit button has imploded so here it goes... Miss Gabriella, thank you for starting this thread! To the ladies who have weighed in, thank you. Pistol Pete, your hygiene is not in question here. You are far to much of a gentleman to be so blatantly ignorant of such a delicate detail. But... I personally know of a cerb member who claims to have impeccable hygiene which I know for a fact that the times I have met him, it was intolerable and I could not say anything for fear of offending as he is a lovely human being. After the last visit, I decided I simply cannot do it anymore and will not see him professionally ever again. Thinking that it might just be my olfactory perception out of whack, I followed up with other providers who know him and they all had the same experience with him. From his point of view, his hygiene is ticky boo but in reality it is an obstacle most of his providers can't overlook without gagging. This shows me that these threads are necessary, not just for the newbies but the seasoned hobbyist as well. If it saves one provider from having to deal with the gut wrenching smells of putrid B.O., crack chunks or the remnants of a human cheese factory, so be it. Providers are a sensitive lot and we avoid saying anything that may offend. What we can't say face to face, we bring up here. If it seems repetitive, so be it. Dealing with foul odours over and over and over again is more than redundant, its repulsive and repugnant and my second greatest challenge in my work... cat

If the two travelling ladies had agreed to an interview, I would agree but our two ladies didn't and they were highlighted with their websites easily identifiable by look, one of them by name and stalked at the airport without notice or consent! How creepy and repugnant is that? Ftr, success in this business is built on discretion and quality clients don't like to deal with a provider who has had her name and business splashed all over the news. It isn't good in any way shape or form for a genuine provider. As someone who has been outted, I know the reality of this kind of publicity and there is no good in it. And if my intuition and sources are correct, the one that agreed to the interview is a provider of less than favorable ethics who has been banned here on CERB for constantly stealing text from other SPs and lying about it and that is one of the lesser of evils in the list of her questionable business practices. The arrogance was at best unpalatable and tasteless. I also sat and did the math on the "friend" who worked 9-12 days and made high $20G's. WTF? Talk about blowing smoke up someones ass! Unless she found a "wounded whale" and slaughtered him without shame or conscience, those numbers don't add up no matter how you run the columns. I'm calling bullshit on the whole article. Sensationalism that skews the publics perception of our industry once again. As MOD said, a slow news day that was filled with inaccuracies and stereotypes reinforcing misinformation that does nothing to improve our work conditions or community support... cat

ROTFLMAO!!! I knew there was something fishy about this thread. I saw it and panicked! How could this be? Did I actually forget? I remembered that there is snow and cold around The Skaters birthday and guess what? There is. He's a Holiday Season baby and this thread has been revived with the trees budding and tulips blooming. It doesn't hurt to have another set of well wishes but I want to know if this means he's actually even older today? Perhaps we all should kick in for a case of Geritol if he's going to age this fast... cat

My favorite Super Hero of all is Sara McQuestion! She is a real life sexual superhero right here in our very own realm! She can make the sun come out by just opening her mouth and keeps evil away by her very presence! cat

Like Vanessa, looks was what I sought in my kitten years. Today in my personal life, I actually shy away from pretty boys because I find myself disappointed more often than not. I want the intellect, the challenging conversations, the seduction of the mind so to speak. I also want the mischievious sparkle in their eye and the carnal knowledge inspired confidence that comes from a life well lived. I also like padding. Protuding hip bones are not a good thing in my realm! cat

Miss Karina, I understand where you are, I've been there and it isn't easy to know what to do. With the right man, we can develop the most amazing relationship on every level and it can be good for both parties. I have a small client base and intense connections happen and they can grow stronger with time. The key is to ensure that it stays within the boundaries of being a mutually beneficial experience for you both. My guests understand that my feelings are genuine but it doesn't come with the usual strings of a romantic relationship because the envelope ensures it doesn't. If your client is open to exploring a more intimate emotional relationship, then take it slowly and enjoy the ride. Just remember that we are suppose to make their manhoods hard, not their lives so put no pressure on him to change his life for you and expect the same respect from him with your life. Maintain the business aspect as it keeps you both real and emotions in check when things have the potential to go left. Life is too short to miss amazing opportunities, just proceed with care and awareness... cat