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Umm - what are you trying to say? Are you asking about EVERYONE'S boundary's? Oh well.

If you're like me, I like to keep my travel simple. I just want to get where I have to get at quasi-legal speeds. So, I keep bathroom breaks to a minimum. Stops at the gas stations usually walks off with 20minutes easy. I don't drink or eat much along the way. I'm not really that impatient, I just don't want to spend my life on the road. The more I travel the interstates in the U.S, the more I think Ontario is such a poor cousin. The 401 is such a crappy little country road. I love to complain about getting stuck behind trucks & sight see-ers. Is Ontario ever going to get a true 4-lane highway? Anyway, I think my absolute best time was 4.5hrs to Mississauga. Ottawa to Sarnia was 6.0hrs - man, I was flyin'. That was at a time when there wasn't that much traffic on the 401.

I don't think Marie is doing massage anymore. She was a member here, but her account is closed.

An acquired skill for sure. There is nothing more giving than to pleasure your partner by ass play. The ass is very rich in nerve endings and can heighten pleasure for both partners if play is done correctly and in a sensitive manner. There's also the taboo factor which makes it enticing for those who want to share a certain naughty intimacy.

Well said!! They're just as screwed-up as me, except they just love to willingly & publicly embarrass themselves.:asslick:

Hey Pete - I must have just missed you going out the door! I second your rec! Emily is a newbie, but she doesn't let that get in the way of providing first-rate service. She's a sweet, respectful & fun-loving person who also happens to be blessed with a great smile. She was very attentive and asked for feedback if she wasn`t doing something the way you liked. Had a great time & a relaxing massage. Definitely a repeat!:icon_biggrin:

It's kind of a confusing minefield to tell you the truth. There are those who offer GFE/PSE - yet it's all up to the individual provider to define what GFE/PSE actually means. I agree with the previous poster - get everything up front. Do it before the encounter. Save money.

I believe that equating the level of shock to the death of a performer and the loss of lives in other tragic events somehow just doesn't make sense. Each event is what it is - I hope not to appear insensitive to the unfolding tragic events in Norway and Somalia. These deserve their own recognition in their own threads. To do otherwise diminishes the intent of the OP for this thread. What do you think?

What a F**k Head!!

I understand the intent of the profile is to lend a little bit of useful information about an individual. I search out an SP's profile so I can see if we're a match for attitude, expectations, service level, etc. But for guys like me who are naturally paranoid, I really don't want anyone to get a profile lock on my behaviours. I hate that! I'm not a spook, and I've been around long enough for SPs/MAs with whom I've visited to feel comfortable - but I just hate like hell to share my soul with the community through my profile. Does that make sense?

I agree with sentiments of other posters who are honoured to be invited to an SP's private house. One has to respect another's space, so I guess I'm traditional in that sense. I have an equally expensive question to the SPs here - what would you want to experience at a client's house? I do not want a cheap experience with mattress on the floor, or dog-crap, or stinky cat litter boxes, or clothes strewn all over the joint - what the hell is that?? Lord knows, I've been in the hobby long enough to experience more than my fair share! Decorating 101: Get the crap off the floor Get the crap off the kitchen counters Get the crap off the bathroom counters Clean the bathroom No smoking of any stuff whatsoever No pets whatsoever (allergies) Have facecloths & towels available + soap Have plenty of tissues or toilet paper available No personal hygiene products anywhere in sight Have lube/protection readily available & in sight so expectations are clear Danger signals: Any children or anyone underage on site Undetermined substances in glasses/syringes around area Pimps hanging around Substance abuse of any kind Crappy/dangerous neighbourhood

I'm (almost) speechless. Where on earth did this author research her "facts" and come to these amazing, and yes, vitriolic conclusions? Remember the McCarthy Red Menace purges in the 50's? Just substitute "John" with "Commie" and you get the idea: There is a John lurking in our homes, schools, law enforcement agencies and yes, our very neighbourhoods. But wait, if he isn't a John, he will become a John...it is inevitable. Such is the subversive power of Johnunism.

Movies, TV shows, Commercials - What is it about that era that wants media producers to spawn ....for lack of a better word - fond recollections of a period that not many of us generally remember..or more accurately, never happened? I'll start off by saying that I think I understand the gimmick. Superimpose a modern North American map over a 1960s backdrop. Works for nostalgia buffs, right? The 60s were full of pre & boomers making a political/societal statement. Eg/ Look at MadMen. Ultimately, the show devolves to sharp dressed guys with skinny ties and slicked back hair boinking the secretarial pool. Realistic?...ummmm sure. The general untruth here is that all secretaries are sleeping their way to the top. Conversely, all execs want to boink the secretaries & divorce the wife (while holding a double martini). The couch theory may have worked in Hollywood, but it sure as hell didn't back then! Later in the 70s & 80s (the "me" era") for the general population that might have been more true. Lately, there's a new program coming out called "Pan Am" - starring Christina Ricci. It sort of evokes the early 60s thing where flying across continents was the totally sexy & new thing to do - Think of "Coffee, Tea or Me" and "Chase Me if You Can". Frank Sinatra sings "Come fly with me" and you got the idea. Hopefully, Ricci will find better things to do. Personally, and despite the fuzzy, warm recollections, I do not wish to relive that period. Life was a lot more grittier than TV or movies portray. Am I just being a curmudgeon?

I've had about 25 different careers in my life. Some paid well, others - well just sucked. Despite the lousy pay, some jobs were just plain 'ol fun. I would just consider doing the stuff just cuz it turned my crank. Here's my stack Paperboy - 1/10 - Jerks screw you with the bill & complained when you didn't stick the paper properly up their ass. Cleaner - 1/10 - self explanatory. Retail Sales - 2/10 - met some pretty hot women. I could have screwed them all...but I was too young to know how. Bouncer - This one was kina fun. No violence, just people management. Rental agent -5/10 - Met some seriously famous people. They were all pretty cool....except the local ones working for CJOH (assholes). Repo guy - 9/10 - loved this one. Undercover stuff + potential for action. Technical - 8/10 - kinda blew chunks. But was really cool when you could invent stuff. Lots of travel. Met some pretty nice drunks. Wierdly, the tech world is filled with drunks...go figure. Construction/renovation - Love this one cuz I can determine my own terms. I met some really lovely folks. I really get a sense of accomplishment from this one. The folks I deal with just want a job well done. What turned your crank?

LOL Re Rocket Robin Hood. I memorized the theme song (same with Hercules sung by Johnny Nash). Like who stands like that hands on hips, legs spread and laughs. What a sick bastard.

What character said: "Hey Rocky - watch me pull a rabbit outta' my hat" Bonus points - how many critters did he actually have in his hat? Got any other favs?

I was very interested in all the responses. There are nuances in sexuality which I did not explore by my original post. That was intentional as I only wanted to promote discussion. I do not wish to appear insensitive or to offend those who are transgender or who have a desire to transcend gender stereotypes. My thought here was to challenge the school of dis-invention. De-invent gender, de-invent gender commercialism, de-invent gender convention, de-invent gender class. But is this genderless school the right path? I understand that we need to challenge conventionalism - otherwise, we would continue to accept that government is absolutely right, pollution is best for GDP....etc. Believe it or not, I come from a generation that was absolutely overturned by these concepts. Gradually, political hacks realized they had to pay attention and had to start a political process regardless of the social stupidity. Pollution probe, Peace Corps, Subsidized Living (the projects)...are these success stories?? Give me something to believe in.

Just responding to this article: http://www.embracethechaos.ca/2011/06/preschool-pursues-equality-by-banning-terms-him-her-sweden-gender.html Just like the "Cultural Revolution" of the Mao era, there exists a school in Sweden that tries to eliminate gender identification. So, I like to entertain stupidity as much as the next person, but here we have a government sanctioned institution dedicated not only to theoretical vanity but to an incompassionate unloading of adult paranoia. Let's go the distance here and follow the Mao model. Gender-specific icons such as clothing, haircuts, jewelery, pronouns, drinks, food, cars, movies, decoration, furniture, paint, phones, clothing, hygiene products, sexual toys, ...oh, you get the idea! Who dreampt up this kind of insanity? Let's say, for the sake of argument, we trust our children in the safe arms of these lunatics. We are lulled and rendered emasculfeminated (my own patented term btw) by this non-gender-specific & well-intentioned teaching structure. Our children march in goose step formation and tonelessly inform us that there are no sexes. Our kids will soon learn that marketing has a different education awaiting. An education in consumerism that prays on the inate insecurities (read needs) of the genders. Just what they need - another school to unlearn someone's idea of political correctness. What do you think?

I think this lady is with an agency? They have a steep learning curve if they think that calling back is good business practice!

Yeah?...well imagine it with the smokey aroma of cooking BACON hanging in the air !! YEAH, YEAH, YEAH - EEHHHHAAA!!!

Can't bear the thought of checking my basement to see if it got flooded from the rain. I think I'll just relax in my backyard, have a drink and watch the chipmunks go stuff themselves.

Wow November - You have stones with diamonds! I appreciate your sense of adventure in exploring things to do with your body. I have the same sense of curiosity with other (but less permanent) things. I don`t think I have the fruit to go through with tats or scars or branding...but I do have some involuntary piercings that I have to live with.

Good forum discussion. I personally never pay too much heed to "best of" threads. Actually, I'm not really certain I know which threads to which you refer. I hear that you are bugged. People will post what they post. I don't always agree with everything that's posted here either. Question is, what can you do about it? Do you have a solution or a proposal for this forum...or are you just simply venting?

Just my $0.02. Hard to conceive there is any such thing as bad oral. But, there are those with selective tastes (no pun intended). Myself included. For instance, I absolutely hate being spat on during the act. It must be a cultural thing for me - I consider it to be the height of rudeness. Just the same as spitting in one's face. How does one politely ask not to do it? Gentle & light is always the way to go until otherwise advised. Better to titillate with a light touch than to injure being hot & heavy.

1st car was a Fiat spyder. Love convertibles, but jeez, I needed to spend mucho cash on repairs every few months. Finally sold it to a guy who lived down the street. He had to push it home. Last time I remember seeing it, it was parked in his yard (it never did get back on the road again). Most hated car - 1982 Pontiac Phoenix hatchback. Frigging thing tried to kill me several times and in different ways. Automatic choke broke & flooded the exhaust system with gas. Blew the crap out of the catalytic converter - brief moment of pleasant revenge. Minor atom bomb explosion. Mechanic explained that I was lucky the car didn't catch on fire. Favourite car - Toyota celica gts. The thing just hummed on the highway & was fun as hell to boot around town.