SamanthaEvans

You don't say. Hmm....

I take it you guys don't have a chess set, then. Hmm... how about a croquinole board?

The politics and intrigue these <ahem!> splinter groups indulge in can be either fascinating or nauseating, depending on one's disposition. I just wish they'd quit e-mailing me with great offers to improve the length or girth of my penis. It's so dull. I have a suitcase full of penis facsimiles: the perfect length, girth, texture, colour and rates of vibration, gyration and pulse is always available when I want it. 'Nuff said!

Congratulations WrinkledinTime! I am thrilled that you have won this award. Your contributions to our community are invaluable as are your patience, thoughtfulness and fair-mindedness. Helping us understand the laws; regional changes in licensing; arrests, prosecutions and convictions is vital. The time and care you devoted to analyzing the Himel decision re: Bedford v. Canada resulted in a masterwork whose clarity is unrivalled, anywhere. Our debates over potential law reforms can, at times, become fraught with anxiety; your aptitude for calming fears while cutting through the extraneous worry and suspicion to get to the heart of what matters is inspiring. I want to extend my appreciation for everyone who was nominated for the men's and ladies' awards, and for all who voted with goodwill in good faith. The members who gave their best efforts to sort out confusion and to contain hurt feelings deserve everyone's regard. Other boards have attempted and failed to do what Cerb does very well: to create a space where paid companions and our admirers can come together not only to flirt with and entice each other, but also to develop a genuine recognition of the realities, needs and the challenges we face in our respective roles. The sex industry is an exotic carnival of delight, fuelled by primal desires and the unspoken longings, passion and darkness of human hearts. Consequently, while women's participation is essential, women's safety is never guaranteed. The sex trade is unquestionably dangerous for us. I believe that most men do not want to hurt anyone. In meeting with an escort, massage provider, dancer, model or other worker, men seek pleasure. Only the aberrant fringe takes pleasure in frightening others; even fewer relish violence. Nonetheless, when expectations are unmet; when anxieties run high; when a considerable amount of money may be involved; and when broken human beings find their vulnerabilities laid bare, the potential for a mutually satisfying encounter can go sideways with disastrous results. I am part of this community because I want to do what I can to mitigate against the disasters that ignorance and misunderstanding produce. Women's safety is my biggest concern. Only women who work in our industry have any idea of what it's like to do what we do, to be who we are and to manage the often competing interests in our lives. Communities that foster healthy relationships between paid companions and appreciation between companions and clients are vital ways to help companions stay safe and sane. We cannot remind each other too often that clients and companions basically want the same thing: to have pleasure in mutually rewarding ways. I want to extend my appreciation to Erotic Emily who was caught up in a whirlwind not of her making which she could not control even as she became a lightning-rod for some of the conflicts that are always part of a community. Emily is a beautiful woman who has much to offer her clients and to Cerb. My concern is that the events of the last week have isolated her radically from the community. I am very sorry that this happened to her. While there are good reasons for agency workers to be excluded from the private, SP-only area of this board, one of the major pitfalls of this division is that it is much harder for the independent ladies to give the agency ladies the full support and care that we extend to each other. Whether from being disregarded or from being placed on a pedestal, nothing is more dangerous for a companion than isolation. I hope Emily will accept my word when I say that the overwhelming majority of the independent companions here have expressed nothing but concern and support for her. We all look forward to getting to know her and to hearing her views and experiences. Finally, my thanks go to everyone who nominated me, voted for me, and supported me, publicly and in PMs. I feel blessed by your affection, care and respect.

The Klein Bottle, which is a non-orientable surface in which notions of left and right cannot be consistently defined. Not only that, but Wikipedia has a diagram for making one out of folded paper. Plus, it looks like a strange sort of sex toy. Imagine if it could vibrate!

When I dress like that, I fully expect that people will look at me. Sometimes they look too long, leer too much or make comments too loudly; I chalk that up to inexperience or poor manners. Otherwise, I enjoy being appreciated and I won't dress in such a provocative way unless I am prepared to deal with the attention. Notice, if you can, that even when I'm in a very playful mood and barely speak to you when you arrive, I will always look into your eyes for a brief moment before, or while, I move down onto my knees to address you more intimately. Double standards are tricky things. While no man I recall has ever objected to this very familiar, intimate greeting, most women, including me, would probably not find such a greeting appropriate. When you talk to me, talk to me, not my cleavage. I'm a very direct woman. Within 5 seconds of meeting me, you will have no question about whether it's okay to look me in the eye.

Oh God, mistert, now I'm craving poppyseed pancakes with sliced, warm peaches and whipped cream!

I forgive Leonard for the Bilbo Baggins song and his other, perhaps poorly-considered, enterprises because he is a very fine professional photographer. Check out his work at www.leonardnimoyphotography.com

I'm a very visual person. I always think in terms of images, colours, contrasts, light, shadow, movement. Words take a long time to come to me. I've been looking at Life Magazine ever since I was a toddler. You know, back in the day when people actually subscribed to printed things that were delivered to their homes? Anyway, Life has been part of my life forever. I think their photo essay, The 25 Most Powerful Photos, is worth spending some time with. Not gruesome. The caption descriptions are lyrically written and the whole thing is full of hope.

I think it's time for some Leonard Nimoy.

I wonder where others here learned to drink, and what made a difference for us? I learned to drink at home. It's one of the good things my mother did for me. She told stories from her youth, being invited to parties and always having someone put a full glass of something in her hand. One very funny story was about a date she went on where the guy kept bringing her drinks made with rum and fruit juices. She knew what the effects of alcohol were, though, because she and her sister had been sneaking drinks from their father's liquor cabinet for years. My mom kept pouring her drink into nearby potted plant all evening. Her date was disappointed that she didn't get drunk. She said that the potted plant didn't look very good the next time she saw it. Anyway, my mom taught me about drinking, at home, so that I could go to parties safely. The liquor cabinet was open. There were mixers in the fridge. There was no mystery or secrecy, no glamour or glory, either. I think it made a difference, for me. I've done the same thing with my own kids, too, and that's worked pretty well, so far.

Here's the website for Sokoblovsky Farms, Russia's Finest Purveyors of Petite Lap Giraffes. More live video!

Great work! Keep 'em coming!

I would call my son, because he knows I love him with all that's in me and would probably like to hear it again.

Wow. Not just kinda tasteless. I'd say extremely....

I'll happily comply with requests where possible, but there are some limitations. When I lived in Toronto, the weather in the winter was often an issue. As long as the client didn't mind if I changed into whatever he was interested in after I got to the hotel, no problem. But if he wanted me to meet him somewhere else, then some haggling and negotiating was required. Here, in Vancouver, the weather isn't a problem. It's either raining or it's not. If it's the first time I'm seeing someone, I won't go far out of my way to satisfy the request. I'll do my best, but unless I have compelling other reasons, I don't go shopping. If the client repeats, I may ask him to take me shopping before that second visit, or to add the additional time to the encounter (he pays for the lingerie or whatever, but I don't charge my full rate for my time for that shopping trip). I have learned that wonderfully made, beautifully fitting things aren't always as important as one might think if it's a garment that's going to be coming off pretty quickly. In other words, the great, custom-made corset that takes 45 minutes to get into by myself? I'll buy and wear it for a party. I'll wear a cheaper one, less structured and easier to take off and put on if we're staying at my place.

Congratulations, Lee! I'm looking forward to your next 500!

I'm... stunned! Yes. Aghast, even. Where, precisely, is this located? I wouldn't want to end up there by accident, you know? :icon_eek: By which I mean, of course, I wouldn't want to arrive unprepared....

:bigclap::bigclap::bigclap::bigclap::bigclap: Congratulations!

:bigclap::bigclap::bigclap::bigclap::bigclap: Congratulations!

Have a wonderful birthday, Shortcake, and a year of peace and joy to come!

From what I understand, spanking works for most women, though some may object to it if they feel humiliated, dominated in ways they don't like, or worried that they're being abused. The thing is, nerve endings are binary. Stimulating them either turns them on, or it turns them off. When nerves in and near a woman's nether regions are activated, even if a spanking is quite painful, women become wet and aroused, which is good, right?

LOL! Eddie Izzard is awesome, too!

I get spanked, a lot! Maybe it's that my clients are all over 50, mostly in their 60s? Because I'm sure I don't do anything to deserve it, right? :icon_biggrin: A lot of it is playful, but still stings noticeably. Some of it is more serious and leaves a lasting impression, one might say.

Lexy's ideas are terrific. I would add a few things. If you have children, do some of the things your wife does with them, like helping with homework, driving them to lessons, sports and so on, if you're not already doing these things. Do more housework. Seriously. Do more housework like laundry, vacuuming, picking up general clutter. Every night, before you go to bed, make a trip through the house and put things in order. Pay attention to the kitchen. If it's tidy, no dishes in the sink, the morning will start out much better. Even if you think you're already doing 50% of what needs to be done around the house, do more. Enlist the kids' help and then make sure that they do a great job with whatever they take on. Every person over the age of about 10 or 12 can learn to clean a bathroom properly. Don't make a big deal about taking on more household chores. Just do them without complaining or looking for honour badges at the end. Many women feel overburdened by the combination of work, children and housework. They feel exhausted and demoralized because many of the things that need to get done are never truly over and done with. There are always more dishes. It's impossible to vacuum often enough. The laundry never ends. If your wife comes from a family that thinks rest is a reward for work well done, she may never feel that she's earned the down-time she really needs. But a well-rested woman is a happy woman and a happy woman wants a lot of sex!