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Really? May I apologize on behalf of every other man who's not as stupid as that idiot? Holy shucking fit that's dumb.

I think it's pretty obvious from this board that people can keep sex and romance separated. IMO: if you choose to take part in this hobby, you should do it with open eyes. You are trading some money for someone's time and services. Some of the women (assuming you're interested in women) you will encounter are going to provide amazing sexual experiences. And some of them may not be people you could ever see yourself hanging out with outside of this particular transaction. Others may be people with whom you have a lot in common. You may find that there's a "simpatico" there. IMO the more you think about WHY you're seeking out this experience, the clearer you'll be about HAVING the experience, and the better able you will be to put your time with an SP or MA into the context of the rest of your life. I hope some of that makes sense.

I have no feeling either way. I was a lurker for a long time. Situation changed, I began to post. Would be interesting to look at how many longtime no-posters haven't even logged in for months or years. I'd wager there are many accounts that are totally dormant.

"There's no way their sharpshooters could be accurate at this dis-"

This may be too obvious. But one thing that I think makes this sort of experience different / unique is the odd combination of what we mostly would consider the most intimate experience that can be had with a "stranger." In addition to the questions about whether the person will be what the previous, online / phone encounters have suggested, there's also just that inevitable chemistry question that really only gets answered by the face to face. There have been occasions on which I've met an SP and while there's been excitement during the encounter, there's a distance, a barrier, a separation between me and her. On other occasions, there's an immediate ability to bridge that gap. For me, that usually will happen somehow around laughter or talking about ideas or books or something. And if that happens, that's where the encounter goes from a more sensation-based, something that's there in the moment but doesn't... reverberate... to the one that gets branded into the memory bank and suggests or demands that it has to happen again.

I don't recall ever asking for pictures of someone's face. Perhaps it's not a good idea to give those out?

Asking too much of her, Peachy. That would require class.

No way would it be a pain in the arse, and I would do it even if there weren't a discount. Or I'd suggest you take the discount you'd give me and add it to a cash pot for the charity. If I were doing this I wouldn't choose the Salvation Army. While they do many great things, they have some issues with GLBT folks that make them an unattractive charity for me. But that may be just me. Magical SP social-good-doing-power ON!

Call. Me. Maybe. Unless it has something to do with Arrested Development. Although I suppose that would be Call Me, Maeby.

I don't know what I would call it. I guess "traditional full service"?

Perhaps the first SP you see post-shearing will give us a review of whether you "give good head".

There's tons of recommended women. Check the reco threads. Beyond that, I think you have to ask yourself what you're looking for in the encounter. Is this a fantasy fulfilment for you, with a particular act the focus? Is this a more "natural" encounter? What's your budget? Are you thinking of this as a one-time thing or someone you would meet more than once? There are SPs here who have all sorts of attitudes and personas and bring different personalities to the table. Emily J is not Nicolette Vaughn is not Peachy is not... etc. When I came back to CERB after some time away, I looked for people who were part of the community, and I looked for people who seemed interesting online in the hope that they'd be equally interesting offline. I've been very lucky so far in finding what I've been looking for. Good luck.

Here's my suggestion: go bald, get embarrassed about it, and then pay me to go hobby for you. I'll take one for the team for you, dude. More seriously: I've always said that if I started to go bald I would go all the way, shaven down.

I'm a strong tea kinda guy. I drink lots of Roiboos, and if I have the chance for it, I'll drink Irish Breakfast (the tea for coffee lovers, as someone described it). Roiboos has lots of health benefits too.

I've been lucky enough to see Nathalie Lefebvre before. So I decided to risk my future health and heart function and arrange a time with her and with her friend Georgiana Sweet together. I wanted this to be something a little bit special, so I grabbed a bottle of sparkling wine and some Pringle's (seriously, trust me, it's great) and showed up at Nat's downtown location, a little early, because I was eager and nervous. She had kindly brought a tray of fruit, so while I did a quick bit of work (distractedly), we caught up until Gia arrived. Physically, the two are very different women. Nat is tall, lean, and looks the part of a graduate student -- which, conveniently enough, she is. Gia arrived looking as if we could be going to a business meeting together to make a deal. Which, conveniently enough, we weren't. She is not as tall as Nat; where one woman's hair is short and slightly punky, the other's is black and slightly reminiscent of Liz Taylor in Cleopatra. Where Nat's body is lean and long her skin is a bit tawny, Gia's is a classic hourglass with truly spectacular breasts and ass and lovely ivory skin. We chatted and sipped wine and got a bit comfortable with each other... and then, we got much more comfortable with each other. I didn't want something as shallow as two cooches to pound side-by-side, two mouths to suck me. What I had hoped for was some real interaction and mutuality. And wow. Without doing an inventory of this and that and the other, we spent the better part of two hours enjoying each other in various combinations and permutations. One would become the focus for a time; then the focus would shift. Both Nat and Gia are fans of the strap-on, and that is a bit of a thing for me, so to see these two gorgeous women simply WEARING them was enough to make me feel as if my skin had been transformed into a lit sparkler. Add on the tastes, the smells, the visuals... Then, when the toys and the fingers are used, in various but safe manners... well. Oh my. Why was it amazing for me? Okay, two stunning women. Yeah. But more than that, these are two stunning women who are funny and smart and like each other. And then there's the luck and intangible stuff -- chemistry. We three were able to laugh together. To tease one another -- verbally and otherwise. To enjoy each other's company as well as the sex. All of that heighened the experience. At least for me. And I think, for my two friends as well. An experience like this is like going to the best restaurant in the city - name the city. A memorable treat that you'll think about forever, and is almost too special to do ALL the time. But when you have the time, and the money, and you feel you need or deserve an experience -- you really need to do it. My heart function still appears to be normal. But bring along a defribillator just in case, okay?

I'm getting a warm front.

$5k on a baritone sax $4k on a guitar $1k on a kick ass fixed-gear bike

Are you one of those people who finds wordplay amusing?

On duos. If I walked in to a hotel room and saw you and a Doberman, I might get a little tense.

Ooooh! I can hardly wait to watch a Hulk Hogan sex tape, said nobody ever.

Someone smart pointed out that for people who could supposedly foresee the end of the world, the Mayans couldn't see the end of ... the Mayans!

Seems very hard to find ladies who work around the Streetsville area of Mississauga. Looking for some company tomorrow evening.

I think it's definitely a nerves inducing experience. The first time, it's always more nervous because hey -- you don't know this person, and you're about to have sex with them. What if there's something about them physically that is a buzz kill; what if their personality doesn't do it for you; what if there's something weird around the setting? Also probably depends on incall / outcall. A number of years ago, I tried a date with someone in Ottawa's south end. As agreed, called on arriving at the building. No answer. Called again. Here I am, don't know who I'm meeting, just have a number, no answer, it's cold, windy, wet, I'm trying to figure out what's going on. About 20 minutes later, I get a call saying they were held up with something. By that time I was so rattled that I just passed on the opportunity. That was it for months / years for me. The first time I did this, I went to another high-rise apartment, walk into the apartment, and there's a guy and another girl sitting playing video games in the living room while I'm being escorted into the bedroom. I guess I've been weirded out enough by that sort of thing that I tend to be quite nervous and watchful the first time, looking for things that seem off. Seems to me that if you're lucky enough to find a good person to be with, then the nervousness becomes one more of pre-performance anxiety. I have performed on stage, and it's a similar feeling to pre-show jitters. Excitement, a touch of nerves, knowing that something really good can happen, wanting it to work the way you hope...

This made me think -- it's as important to get ON with someone as get OFF with someone.