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I agree with this... not that I'm discouraging you from having a good time with a SP, however, if you want to learn how to please your girlfriend, the coaching needs to come from her. Women's bodies are not all the same and we respond differently to different things.

How is it a GFE w/o kissing? :S Ever have a GF and never kiss? Maybe in elementary school. :handjob: MAYBE! re: some men can't kiss - well, it works both ways. Not all femmes kiss well either - but it's subjective, so you will never have 100% enjoyable kissing experience when there is such a variety of styles out there. (Unless you find 'the one', of course :P ) re: reserve kissing for their SO - LOL - plz, one gives-up everything else for the job but not kissing, as it's special... again, plz. If one gives-up sex, then kissing is no diff., imo. (By all means, anyone want to attempt explaining how giving-up sex but not kissing makes things better with a SO? Can't put lips to lips with clients but can put lips to HEY HEY!! *insert Krusty voice here*) While I respect no kissing and other such rules, I believe it's only professional business to put ALL restrictions up-front - NOT mislead people, SP or client. Another form of B&S to name rules of the game after the ball is put into play. Dirty pool. If a SP doesn't have kissing on the menu, then in my books, they just ain't a SP.

Like Erin, I've been a student most of my sex worker life. Sometimes those essays would pile up, I'd have lots of bills to pay and little time to work. Did I complain to clients? Absolutely not. I don't understand why some women think it's necessary to create sob stories to make money. I've always been honest, genuine, and fun to be around and this brought in money more than any sob story could. Men don't call up sex workers to hear another whiny story. They call us up to have fun! Sorry this happened to you, and I hope you can stand up for yourself next time. It's a shame.

I was hoping to get my recommendation in first, but you beat me to it, Pete. I will second Pete's comments; a great two hours, well spent. I had been writing to Bobbi for some time, and felt we had established a good rapport, and this was confirmed from the very first minutes of our meeting. Good conversation while I was admiring her shapely legs, and her breasts bulging from her outfit, then a very pleasant play time with a lovely and long-awaited companion. I'm glad you made it out to visit us at last, Bobbi, and hope you'll be back soon.

She looks amazing I'm in for tomorrow Going to book her Is she in a hotel dt? Posted via Mobile Device

Tonight I spent another blissful evening with Steph, my muse, my inspiration. Truth is I?ve been holding out on everyone and kept her to myself, perhaps to hope, to wish?to dream. My apologies for my selfishness, but for those lucky enough to have to opportunity to meet her, you will understand. We met a few months ago and we hit it off right away from our first encounter. Each meeting seems to build on the previous. Our evenings together are a microcosm of a slice of heaven, conversations about our daily toils are set aside to focus on us, our moment, albeit brief, where nothing else matters. We always share a glass of wine but never seem to finish it as we are too busy talking, kissing, caressing, slowly savouring every pleasurable second together. This evening, as usual, we seamlessly flow from one position to another, doing what feels good, what feels right. She gives herself completely to me and I to her, nothing is held back, nothing else matters. Knowing what pleases her from her quiet moans, squirms and the touch of her hand as she runs her fingers through my hair. Our kiss is more intense than ever as we are one, staring into each other eyes. She bites my lip, lightly at first then harder, the passion is intoxicating. Our rhythm increases as we whisper words of appreciation and admiration until the whispers turn into a full body blitz of mutual ecstasy. As we spend a few minutes in the afterglow, we realize that our time in Nirvana has come and gone. But not for long, until we meet again. Steph is the quintessential GFE, there are few girls that match her beauty, attitude and passion. Treat her well.

Oh do I ever!! It was a friend's birthday and her one wish was to get a lapdance. We piled into her boyfriend's car and made our first trip to a strip club, Barefax. We had no idea what to expect but an empty bar was definitely a surprise. We made ourselves cozy in pervert's row and got to work on picking out "The One". She had to be hot, and she had to look like she was having fun. Unfortunately most of the girls looked bored, not to mention disappointed that their only potential clients were a handful of drunk chicks that were scrutinizing their lazy spins and hefty bellies. We were about to give up, but damn it, we must have dropped over $200 on booze and we were NOT leaving without some hot titty action. The bass is booming, the lights spinning and out of nowhere this spunky blonde hops on stage with the biggest smile on her face. Wow. She got to work on stage when her eyes met mine. She then dropped on all fours and seductively crawled towards me with a naughty twinkle in her eye. As she approached our side of the stage she grabbed my hand and dragged me up with her. Before I could regain my composure she unexpectedly removed my belt with the flick of her wrist and proceeded to use it to give me quite the sexy beating. I looked down at my friends who were simply dying with laughter as the lady in question buried her head between my legs. That's when I remembered why I was there in the first place. I slowly ran my tongue up her neck and whispered my sexy request in her ear. She looked at me, looked at my friend and gave me a nod. Several minutes later they both return with my friend rather breathless, sweaty and at a loss for words. "WOW!" she yelled, "Best birthday EVER!" That was it, I had to try this girl. I had never experienced a lapdance and she seemed like the perfect candidate for newbies. I approached her from behind, grabbed her lovely bum and slipped a twenty in her hand. She made a sexy purring sound and led me up the flight of stairs with the DJ giving me a big thumbs up. I sat down in the chair with her apologizing for the lack of privacy. I said I didn't mind, especially since we were the only ones up there. That was when she tore off my shirt and bra and stuck her tongue down my throat. Oh, yummy. I frantically ran my hands over her body, thrilled to even be in the presence of such a sexy, vivacious woman. She nibbled on my ear and whispered she had a surprise. She quickly ran off and I heard a faint buzzing that grew stronger as she approached me. She then removed my jeans and placed the vibrator between my legs. I started quivering and moaning which got her very excited. We made out some more with our bodies intertwined when the music changed its beat. "That's it, darlin'" she whispered. Until next time.