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Lately, everyone wants to lick my ass. To which I say, go nuts!

Don't you just love the smell of libraries? Something about old book smell, I find it comforting.

Oh I hope this continues! There is nothing hotter than academic/professorial sex. I can't even tell you how many times I fantasized about this one professor I had back at Laurier.

So much fine ass! Also props on the CERB ladies. I only recognized Annessa's sexy ass, but I'm not as up on the butts as you gents are :)

Yeah, I'd have to agree. He's lost his boyish charm and now just looks tired. And really, who wouldn't be with, what is it, six kids now?

Those eyes, that mouth! Stop me I'm having hot flashes! LOL

I really really enjoyed reading that Sam! (I hope you don't mind me calling you Sam, I tend to shorten everyone's names) You've inspired me to write my own "A Day in the Life." It won't be nearly as detailed because I am not a writer, but here's a snapshot anyway. 8:20 am The couchsurfers I was hosting from Venice, Italy leave for their next destination, Toronto. I'm normally never up this early, so I decide to take advantage of the morning sun and read a bit of poetry on my balcony (e.e. cummings and Maya Angelou). The sun feels great on my face and the temperature is perfect. The couchsurfers brought me some delicious Italian honey, which I enjoy on toast. 10:00 am I go online and waste a few hours doing my internet routine. I like to do all my online things in a particular order. I always check and reply to work emails first, then personal emails, which include work-related email for my straight job. Then, I check a couple of dating sites I'm a member of and then I hit up CERB to spend too much time replying to threads and PM's. :) My stomach signals to me that I should make some food instead of playing Tetris online for hours at a time. Seriously though, I am a Tetris fiend. 11:30 am The bf is awake and going about his routine--taking in all the skateboarding footage online that he can. noon LUNCH. Yes, I love food and food loves me. Hummus on naan and chocolate milk. Yum. 12:30 pm The early morning hits me and I decide to have a nap. My cat naps with me. 2:30 pm The bf wakes me up on his way out to work and so I rouse myself and jump in the shower to get myself all clean and sexified for a client coming at 4pm. My hair is being a pain in the ass and there is one defiant cowlick which will not lie flat. I think to myself that it doesn't matter, since A. will be having his hands all in there messing it up anyway. 4:00pm A. arrives on the button and I'm happy to see him. His particular style arouses me like crazy, but he is not the reciprocating type (strictly BJ only). I have made plans for a lover to come by after he leaves to satisfy me :) 5:30pm My lover, D., arrives to give me the best oral I've ever had, which is simply selfish pleasure on my part. D. refuses to let me reciprocate, he is happy being my oral sex servant. Who am I to argue with that? He is so good at oral I tell him he should consider becoming an escort. Trust me, that oral would be worth paying for. 6:00pm I shower again and eat some dinner (Chinese takeout: coconut curry vegetables and crispy beef) and settle in to watch television. 7:00pm I go on call with the Playgirls. This entails me chilling out at home watching television and waiting for calls. I get comfy with Law and Order: SVU. I leave it on in the background and head online to waste even more time checking CERB, playing Tetris and hanging out in CERB chat. 9:45pm I have a call! Hooray. I busy myself with putting on makeup and getting dressed while waiting for my driver to arrive to whisk me away to my call. 10:00 pm The driver picks me up and it's a driver I'm not particularly fond of because he wears too much cologne and I always reek of it when I get out of the car. Plus, he's a bonehead. Possibly one of the dumbest human beings alive. Making small talk with him is actually torturous. He tells me we're off to someplace I've been before and I can remember the address, but not the gentleman, and when I arrive, I have someone else pictured in my head than who shows up at the door. Of course, once I see him, it all comes back to me. I don't remember his name, but when he asks if I remember him, I reply, of course, which is the truth. He seems relieved to see me and as soon as we get upstairs he blurts out that he's only going to see me from now on. I grin as he goes on to explain that he had gotten another girl earlier, but that he had to send her back when she arrived because she was obviously cracked out and had open sores on her face and mouth. Ew. We undress each other and agree to move on to more inspiring things ;) An hour later, I'm on my way home again. 11:15pm I stop at a convenience store near my apartment to pick up a Hershey's cookies n' cream chocolate bar to satisfy my sweet tooth. I am still in my work gear (high heels, skirt, dress coat, evening bag) and feel as though it is totally obvious that I'm a working girl when a police officer comes into the store and is waiting behind me in line. 11:30pm I am back at home and making like a couch potato (after a quick shower) while I wait for hopefully more calls. 11:45pm Another call! This time I get a driver I'm rather fond of. Though he has opinions I often disagree with, he is intelligent and often enjoys discussing alternative lifestyles (ie polyamory). My client lives in a swanky apartment complex and is really really cute. The chemistry between us is really great and I'm happy to have been his first escort experience (or so he says). I'm back home in an hour and a half. 12:50pm My bf arrives home from work just as I'm ending my shift with the Playgirls. We smoke a fatty and watch two episodes of X-Files before heading to bed around 3 am.

Haha, oh man, so many puns and cliches!

Personally, I could go for a spanking any time!

YES. And that adorable accent! Yum. Honestly, a man with an accent can get me to do practically anything. I also must add Johnny Depp. I've loved that hottie since I was 12.

Ahh, yes, you make a fine point. Also, I love your analogies, by the way, both this one, and another in a different thread (I think it was you anyway) where a gent asked about kitty shots.

Sex Professionals of Canada condemns Craigs 's decision to ban itsErotic Services category. By capitulating to the recent bad publicity, the website is conceding that they played a part in the murder of our colleague. They did not. The murderer is the one who is fully responsible for his actions and we hope he is prosecuted to the full extent of the law. Craigs is no more responsible thanthey would be had the advertiser been offering a babysitting service or selling a used car. A better approach for Craigs would be to hold its ground and standwith sex workers and sex worker rights organizations. Instead, Craigs has chosen to shield itself by limiting our choices. This only increases our vulnerability. On behalf of Sex Professionals of Canada, (SPOC) Amy Lebovitch and Valerie Scott www.spoc.ca I also want to add that while this is currently only affecting the US, Craigs has been in discussion with Canadian authorities about doing the same here.

I've never understood the male compulsion to send cock shots either. I don't care what your package looks like, or what you look like, for that matter. If your personality is the pits, you'll be unattractive to me.

I have a tiny problem with this idea of "you get what you pay for." My rates are moderate and considering the level of service I give, that comment feels like a slap in the face. Maybe I am a rare exception, but I don't think that you can say that the price affects the level of service.

Hear hear! I posted a blog entry (written by another escort) awhile back on this same topic. It drives me absolutely crazy when people ask me if I worry about getting raped or beaten or robbed. I usually turn around and ask them if they worry about those same things when dating someone new.

Shit. I totally forgot about that. You can always lie and say you live in the area. Just make up an address. I mean, it's not as though your health card has your address on it.

Ha, drool away, my friend, drool away.

Hey sexy! I missed you. My suggestion is obviously me. Again. We haven't had a chance to continue my "training." I hope you had fun at the dungeon today, I know I would have. PS Redseductress and I are doing a gangbang Wed May 20 from 6-730 or so. Be nice to see you :)

I will generally respond to such queries, but if I've had a number of similar queries that day, I will refer you to my site. It's annoying to answer those emails when that information is clearly laid out on your site (in terms of rates) and in reviews (in terms of location, services offered, etc). A little research can go a long way. I also don't like discussing services, it takes the fun out of the actual appointment (if it happens). As well, I prefer messages from gents who sound as though they actually want to see me and they aren't just messaging every SP on CERB looking for the best rate.

Yum! That was fun to read antlerman! and so true. Emma is one of the nicest, sexiest gals around.

I completely never thought of it like that and it's totally true! PS Erin would like more erotic novels based on her! Hahahaha. I jest. Or do I? :twisted:

I can play Stairway on piano. Not as cool, but still, it's gotta count for something? I mean, if I had a piano, it could be like that naughty Pretty Woman scene, only I'd be playing Stairway and you'd be sitting on top of the piano while I blew you. Hahaha.

It's because you're such a sexy beast!

I agree. I like when a man is genuinely appreciative. I, too, like to learn new things (particularly about people, what can I say, I'm somewhat of an anthropologist), so when my clients share a bit of themselves, it's always nice, especially since I'm pretty open about my life and background.

Ha, that can be arranged :)