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I suspect that many of us hobbiest are also involved with significant others in some way so we have do be careful not to let significant others know about our hobby. Whats your biggest blunder vis a vis nearly getting caught. I've had the odd little blunder like nearly getting caught reading cerb pages when my wife walks into my home office, or leaving my personal email account on when I went to work (its only a little blunder because my wife doesn't use my computer, and the email account times out after a while, otherwise it could have been a big blunder otherwise). My biggest one happened near the beginning of my engagement in this hobby. I had a piece of paper on which I wrote down the agency's number, the name of the agency person I was talking to, the time frame (2 to 3 pm) the name of the girl I was going to visit, instructions on how to get there, the the access code and the room number. I put the sheet of paper in the breast pocket of my shirt when I arrived at the destination. About a week later I was thinking about what I did with that sheet of paper and couldn't remember. I checked the car, no sign of it, my wallet, not there, my desk, not there. Then I remember my shirt and realized I had left it in my shirt pocket when I put the shirt into the laundry. I dug through the dirty laundry, the shirt wasn't there. I rushed down stairs and into the laundry room. I looked around, checked the garbage. No sign of that paper. I found the shirt, in the dryer, the paper was still in the shirt pocket -- illegable by that point. Lesson learned, I write down as little information as possible, make sure I destroy any info., clear my browser history, program numbers into my cell phone, then delete them after without ever writing them down, check my pockets... I also lately have made arrangement from the office (via smart phone -- getting the smart phone was actually my wifes idea, :-)) instead of home which reduces the changes of discovery as well, but she has no access to the smart phone acccount... ... and I probably should do my own laundry.

Thanks, its good advice, though I should point out that I'm not that worried... if I was I wouldn't have made reference to a possible hit country song about my heart not keeping it professional.... Country love songs tend to be humorous and not particularly passionate (there are exceptions of course). Instead I'd have gone perhaps for an operatic aria and nobody writes songs about infatuation and transference of love from one face to another better than Jacques Offenbach. Oh, her face was charming... I see it, Fine as the day, running after her, I, like a fool, left the house paternal, And fled there'on to woods and vales Her hair, in sombre rolls, On her neck threw warm shades, Her eyes of enveloping azure, Cast about glances fresh and pure. And as our car without shock or tremor Carried our loves and hearts, her vibrant voice and sweet, To the heav'ns that listened, threw the conq'ring cry, And the eternal echo resounded in my heart. Its better in the original French. But, I'm not so easily swayed by a pretty face as E.T.A. Hoffman (with or without "rose coloured glasses") in Offenbach's Tales of Hoffman. (Its my favourite opera, saw it recently in Toronto). You can see that song at the following link. Hoffman is singing a song about a deformed creature called Klein-Zach and then suddenly stops and sings about the face of some woman who is never identified in the opera (possibly Stella). This isn't the best performance of it. The performance in Toronto was amazing. Its funny, but charming, and tragically comic or comically tragic depending on how you look at it. No, not me, I'm not that romantic. Actually the event that triggered this questions wasn't actually a issue of love at all. I was talking to the girl on our second date after the action and she was telling how the hotel we were in really gave her the creeps when she arrived at the hotel, and that she was glad it was me that she was meeting, because she knew I was safe etc.. and I had this momentary feeling of needing to protect her for some bizarre reason. Its hard to explain, but she's such a sweet girl (and very hot too). I started this topic to try and work out in my own head what to make of my emotions. I've always believed in solving problems by thinking about the worse possible case scenario and then having a laugh about it. I'll keep my wayward heart under control. Thanks to all who responded. Its been a very interesting conversation.

>Would you have an SP stay at your home for a week? No. I suspect my wife would object, and I doubt I could afford it. Would you go camping with an SP.

thanks I appreciate all the comments. I'm a bit thorn in that if I really enjoy a womans company, I'd like to see her again, but I'm a bit fearful of an emotional attachment. I don't trust my heart to keep things professional. lol. Sounds like a new hit country tune.

Thanks for the reply, insightful as always.

Yes. I have done that. Would you ever travel to the arctic for a vacation?

Hi I just had a second visit with a very lovely young lady, and I'd really like to see her again. I've encounted a few people on boards (CERB TERB etc.) who talk about seeing regular SPs, and others who says they don't repeat. I've mostly seen different girls each time, in part because I like variety. But I have also been back to a couple of girls more than once. However, I'm reluctant to go back to the same girl because I'm a bit afraid of getting too attached to anyone in particular. My wife actually has a friend whose husband left her for an Escort (drove away in a Ford escort, to move in with his Escort according to my wife's friend -- she called oneday wanting to talk to my wife about it, my wife wasn't home, and I couldn't get her off the phone). On the other hand, in seeing the same girl its so nice when she recognizes me, gives a big sexy smile, and greets me warmly. And she may even remember my preferences or quirks. In all cases so far the second visits have been great; my most recent repeat left me wanting more. I was wondering what other hobbiests think about repeats or novelty. Also SPs, whats your opinion on repeated visits. Do guys get too attached to you. Is that good or bad?

I saw her again for a second visit. She was great again, so fun to be with.

I had a similar experience. There was a young lady who I had wanted to spend a date with for more than a year for various reasons -- a girl who came highly recommended. When I finally was able to spend an hour with her, it was a big disappointment. She was pretty, even better in person, but we just didn't click and it was far less of a thrill than I had hoped. In that case I think it was because I had expected too much.

Unfortunately, the US pushes around a lot of weight and its polices have far reaching consequences.

Sometimes, all it takes is cleaning the dust (and bread crumbs and other things my kids leave behind) from under the key.

>Also as a Gentleman, how do you truly decide on an SP? And once again how much > does personality (yours) factor in? To be honest the main basis of choosing a service providor is her appearance -- I'm largely superficial. Buts its not just her appearnace, I'm most turned on by images where I can imagine myself with her -- I can put myself in the picture. My taste changes from day to day. Sometimes I'm in the mood for a blond, another time for black hair, sometimes red hair, and often brown hair. I like variety and change. I like reasonably large breasts, but I prefer the natural ones. But I also do look for review or recommendations for the girl or of the agency. In terms of looks it not just how pretty the girl is, but how exciting the picture is. For example on the Garden of Eden web site one of the pictures of Lacy had a twisting motion that reminded me of some of the great sculptures from the Renaissance (I pasted a thumbnail into my review of her). I wanted to have my hands all over that twisting torso. Another girl from Garden of Eden, Sophie, I booked because her photos had a mischievous look and her self description was very appealing. For example, "I have a vivacious personality and a hunger for life that when experienced will inspire you to live more of life than you ever have before." Tomorrow I visit Violet at Passions for a second visit. I booked her before because her long wavy brown hair reminded me of a girl that I know (and she has a great body overall as a bonus). But I'm going back because she was so much fun to be with. It depends.

"I've seen enough movies to know aliens mostly attack big American cities." True, and in fact I don't recall Canada getting hit during those alien attack either... I think we're safe. I think being prepared for probable events (blackouts, freezing rain, storms), but preparing for the end of days is nuts. I suspect that TV show may be sponsored by the companies that sell the stuff to prepers (bulk food, dry goods, guns, ammo). It comes off like an hour long advertisement for paranoid over preparation.

I will confess that that has also from time to time been an issue for me -- though more so with professionals, not usually my spouse. Part of the reason is that I'm so turned on just thinking about the girl and so anxious about meeting with her that by the time I'm knock on her door, my heart is pounding. And, with all due appologies to my spouse, who frankly looks great for a 50 year old, but the SPs I see look great for 20-year-olds. Theres a difference. With my first Canadian SP, I came while she was putting on the condom, and I had only paid for one shot, and she had another client booked right after me. It was a very frustrating day. Since then I've always booked an hour just in case. My advice would be (1) Practice taking a long time to masurbate -- when you near completion, stop, relax, and wait until for a few second, then work on it again. Build up your ability to hold it back. (2) Get the horny one out of way mannually before you meet with the lady, so that you are not so anxious when you meet with the lady. I used this method when I was visiting the laufhaus in Vienna for 15 minute shots (50 euros for 15 minutes -- how could I pass up that deal). (3) book at least an hour so you have more than one shots on goal. For me, my first one (the horny one as "Sweet Melissa" my first SP ever -- said) sometimes goes way too fast, but the second one takes longer. (4) I find I come fast when I'm on top, so I usually have the girl start on top and turn over when I'm ready. (5) Once you connect with the girl, ask her to just stop and relax for a few seconds -- not thrusting for a few seconds. Tell her you just want to savour the moment (which is true). Tell her why, the girls are great at accommodating your needs. I find once I'm over that initial entry excitement, I can hold it back without a problem. Good luck.

so life seems jolly rotten, there's something you've forgotten and thats to laugh and dance and smile and sing... remember that the last laugh is on you... so always look on the light side of death... etc.

There is a TV show on preppers -- Doomsday Preppers. Its like horders, except at the end of the show they tell the preppers how to be even more prepared for whatever irrational obsession they are preparing for. Its incredibly American... in every show they encourage the wackos to buy more guns and improve security. What bugs me about the show is none of these folks on the show has the slightest interest in helping prevent dooms day... they just want to survive it.

I like the equation. 2 to the 3 = eight Sigma = Sum of and Pie is self explanatory But I don't get the first one square root of negative one? is what Imaginary? "I eight sum pie", I guess Had to respond to some post. This make it 50 posts for me. Thats a non-random milestone.

hilarious Especially the part with Darth Vador and the accordian

I'm currently working at home and I have the TV on, watching the St. Valentines Day Massacure about the gang war between Al Capone and Bugs Moran. I wouldn't say its my favourite movie, but its interesting for a number of reasons. Bugs apparently invented the idea of drive by shooting. Anyway, heres a laugh, some of the gangsters go into a brothel/speak easy/gambling joint and while one girl is openly flirting with the gangster, a woman tells them that it'll cost them "$2... [pause] "a piece". I found that really funny, though I know $2 was actually a lot of money back in the late 1920's. Got to go now, the shootout from which the movie gets its title is about to start.

I'm white, chubby and was discriminated through my youth with being a geek, nerd, and chubby etc.. I personally enjoy the diversity and see skin colour, and hair colour, and eye colour, and body shape, and lots of other differences between people and see those differences as adding spice to the excitement of the event. I'm not mixed, but my kids are.