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I started this thread because of a reply I made on another thread that got me thinking about how my life as an SP has changed the way I socialize. For me in a small city, I find that I have to be very careful of who I let in on my secret. As an example: If I meet you, and you become an acquaintance frequenting the same neighborhood pub. As time goes on, we would get to know each other a bit more. Eventually the question is asked"what do you do?" Well, I will use my cover story. Not that I am ashamed but, I feel if they knew, then my personal safety my be at jeopardy, reputation can be damaged, and God forbid if I offend anyone! They will use that info for extortion. It has happened once before. Someone found out what I did, they had a "hate on" for me. They had the same landlord, and managed to get me kicked out of my apartment! But there does come a point, that I do have to be honest about my work. Say I get to know these people at my local pub. And now, they want to hang out with me. Say either come to my place for eats and drinks. The phone starts to ring, so I try to make excuses of why I run out of the room every time. Or, why I have to ask them all to leave suddenly. Eventually I will run out of excuses. I will have to risk it and tell them. Then the ball is their court to decide to continue the acquaintance/ friendship. But now they know, those who do not approve go back to my pub and spills the beans! OH OH, now all eyes are on me as I enter! So now those people know what I do and where I live!! So now, If you are a mere acquaintance. And you know what I do....I will not let you know where I live! Or if you know where I live....you will not know what I do! Dating......well don't need to. But there is always someone in the background asking me out. "would you like to go dancing Friday night? or Want to hangout? I want to say sure, but that means I need them to know that if I am hanging out with you, and my phone rings, you may have to leave. This can get very messy! Then there are the girlfriends of my male friends who think I am going to put the moves on there man cause I am a w***e! For me I would never never never do that! Business is business, I don't bring it to the bar! So then I am in mess of...The girls want to kill me, the guy's want to f*** me! So for these reasons, I need to protect myself. I tend to only have 1 GF who knows, and a guy friend( usually someone who is hoping to land me as GF) and that is it! It can get lonely and difficult to maintain meaningful friendships. I am so thankful that here on CERB I do not have to worry about all of that. I have made meaningful friendships without risking it all! It is also hard on those that travel a lot. Being on the road must be difficult! If there any SP's that come here to my town, and feel bored or lonely. Don't hesitate to PM me. We can have supper, have a drink and gossip! I would like to hear how our profession has changed your social life? If at all? How do you handle awkward moments when with your friends?

However all the people born between these times made the laws that we now have, and are the crazies who make it so dangerous now,so people born in my time, can't enjoy the things you did as a child. I wish i was alive when there was smoking allowed in restaurants, and you could ride in the back of a pickup truck, but someone from the older generation decided it was too dangerous. I would've loved to live in a time where i was allowed to go outside alone and play or play after dark, but people from the older generations started to steal kids so it wasnt safe for us anymore. As a result, parents strated keeping us indoors and gave us videos games, which were invented by older generations. I wish I could live in a time where i wasn't i.d.ed everytime i buy something, but someone from an older generation decided i wasnt safe not to know everyone exact age.I wish I didn;t have to pay all this money to go to school, but someone from the older generation decided highschool wasnt enough anymore. I wish the world I lived in didn't have wars, but people from the older generations decided to start them. I wish the world i live in didn't have racism, but the older generation decided i was ok to segregate people. I wish i didn't have food that was all instant, but being born when i was, that's now the norm, and I know my generation didnt invent the microwave or intant food. Those caps on medicines sure are annoying, but someone from the older generation decided to put poison in tylenol, so now i have to deal with them. I was born in the late 80's. I don't know life is like without computers, cell phones or google. I like the convenience of everything being instant, but it makes us kinda dumb i think. For example, i was writing a paper the other day, and wasn't finding much online, so i went to the library. I felt so stupid that i didn't know how to use the dewy decimal system to find what i needed. Another time I was at a friends house, a small get together. Everyone was on fb or texting. I was thinking ,if i wanted to interact online, i would've stayed home. I said this, and everyone wanted me to explain. I stated that people didn't always do this, when people got together they actually hung out. We all got drunk and played board games, and i was a great night. I would love to live in a time where thing were simpler and life wasn't so detached through technology, and people actually communicated face to face. I have never received a love letter n the mail nor had someone make me a mixtape on a cassette. I love the art that come with vinyl records. There's lots of things from your time that i will never experience or know, which is kinda sad. However, it's not the 80's babies faults. The baby boomers decided they wanted things faster, brighter, shinier to improve their lives, and as a result we a stuck with all the artificial substitutes (emails instead of letters, mp3 or even crappy cd's instead of vinyl that lasts forever. etc) instead of the real thing. When people from the older generations complain about how the world is today, i just reply "hey it's you world, we just live in it" We didn't make it this way, we just adapted to what we were born into and now its all we know.We didnt invent the cell phones, mp3 and videos games, they were given to us, and like all other humans before us, we use what is available to us at the time. Older generations can't really complain about us when this is the world they made us and gave us.

No matter what our kids and the new generation think about us, WE ARE AWESOME !!! OUR Lives are LIVING PROOF !!! To Those of Us Born 1925 - 1970 : ''''''''' TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE 1930s, '40s, '50s, '60s and '70s!! First, we survived being born to mothers who may have smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.. Then, after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets, and, when we rode our bikes, we had baseball caps, not helmets, on our heads. As infants and children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, no booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes.. Riding in the back of a pick- up truck on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter, and bacon. We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar. And we weren't overweight. WHY? Because we were always outside playing...that's why! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. --And, we were OKAY.. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride them down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem. We did not have Play Stations, Nintendos and X-boxes. There were no video games, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVDs, no surround-sound or CDs, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet and no chat rooms. WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from those accidents.. We would get spankings with wooden spoons, switches, ping-pong paddles, or just a bare hand, and no one would call child services to report abuse. We ate worms, and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls, and We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them. Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers, and inventors ever. The past 50 to 85 years have seen an explosion of innovation and new ideas.. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. If YOU are one of those born between 1925-1970, CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good. While you are at it, forward it to your kids, so they will know how brave and lucky their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it ? '''''''

A couple of days ago, and new member had signed up here on CERB using the profile name of Pistol Pete. There is an space between Pistol and Pete, since then he has been expelled from CERB, and I have recieved private messages from ladies on here directed at me (and I do like chatting to ladies) BUT the messages did not come from ME. They came from him. I certainly hope HE did not say anything derogotory to anyone, I already recieved a pm today from a lady that I did NOT message. I keep a very close track of my messages, of who I send messages to and of course always respond. So if you had recieved a message from a Pistol Pete (space between) please check it may of come from the imposter,or you respond it will come to me, and of course I will still chat to you :) because I like you all ;) Furthermore if this gent is setting up dates with any of you, some of you already do have my contact coordinates so you should be able to tell from either my cell number or my email account who the real Pete is contacting you. I certainly hope that you use caution when hearing from someone trying to impose as another hobbiest may it be myself ( The real PistolPete) or in that case any other gentleman on CERB that may have someone else out there using their name. I guess this could be HIGH risk, not just for myself but for all concerned that truly play by the strict safety rules with ALL the great ladies. The last thing I would want to hear is something bad coming out of a date, and subject to the SP section, and it was not ME. Then again a good number of ladies do know me up and close personally ;) Perhaps time to change my handle, or delete my account and start fresh? Thanks

I imagine that many of you are aware of the unfolding story concerning allegations of influence peddling by the ex-adviser to Stephen Harper, Bruce Carson. Certainly, what gives the story a little more flavour is the news that Mr. Carson is engaged to a much younger local girl who used to be an SP and was once a member here on CERB. Now, for the first time that I've read, his fiancee has given her own side of this story, at least in part. It is interesting reading but what most stands out to me about her story is how she felt that her experience as an escort was one of exploitation and abuse. One of her quotes as reported in the Ottawa Citizen is: "It sounds awful because it was awful but I finally got out of it. A lot of girls can't get out of it so I'm lucky I did. It was a life of exploitation and abuse." I'm quite new to this...I'll call it experience, of enjoying my time with the girls here on CERB. I'll admit that I struggle with the notion that some of the women who I may choose to contact feel the same way that this young lady does. How would I know? I'm pretty certain that most of the men who use this board are aware that, from a sheer business perspective, the ladies need to project an image of happiness within the profession but really, what percentage (of you) ARE happy with your choice? I realize that this is a personal question, so please understand that I'm not asking you about your own experience. Rather your impression of a percentage overall within the industry. I suspect that the ladies here are in a better position than am I to accurately guess an appropriate number. Read more: http://www.ottawacitizen.com/Accusations+leave+former+adviser+fiancee+bawling/4499577/story.html#ixzz1HclCuKyu

When I was younger in this business I found that when I was in a relationship I was a better sp.. the more I was ''given'' and ''taken care of at home'' the more I was able to give in my job. As I've gotten older I have learned to love myself and take care of myself.. so it matters not whether I'm in a relationship or not.

I have often seen how tough it can be for the SP. In most respects it is `easy` for us guys. For me, being single, I don`t have to `steal away` time;I just go with the flow, if you will. I fell for an SP one time--wonderful lady--would have been a terrific peron to be with in all those non-sexual ways. But it would have been terribly complicated for her. I understand all that today;--but did not back then; many of these posts drive that point home on just how tough it can be for these fine ladies. My hat is off to you women;each and everyone of you that I have met are derserving of that special someone in your life; now or when you are ready.

One guess...yup, you guessed it, fishing RG

YES YES YES!:D I've never done a 4somes with 2 others girls. But I agree Sara...who could handle us?:D

Thank you to the ladies for sharing. This thread is very enlightening. I can only imagine the impact this chosen profession has on the personal lives of these wonderful ladies. As a hobbyist, I look at the occasional excursion as a little vacation from my day to day life. I have only confided in one friend about my hobby as I know that most would not get it or understand. I can however, keep it quite separate from the rest of my life as it is only a small part of me. I have found this site to be very therapeutic for me though, as it reminds me that I am not the deviant you see depicted in the media or on TV dramas. I hope that this community offers some of the same benefits for the many ladies who make this such a wonderful place.

I agree with Cat, 100%. Many things bring us to the choice between being an SP and doing, or not doing, something else. As much as we could, we've weighed the possible consequences of our decisions and moved forward. Yes, there are abused women in this industry. There are abused people everywhere you look. Women and men, young and old, have suffered unspeakable violence and degradation. If we knew one-quarter of the stories of the people we see every day in the grocery store, at the park, in the movie theatre or on the bus, I daresay that most of us would have a hard time standing up under the weight of their grief. I'm more than a little exhausted and exasperated by what Audicia Ray calls "sex worker trauma porn." It's the main thing that women in the sex trade are supposed to talk about. Violence, degradation, drugs and dehumanizing situations are a goldmine, but not for the victims. Do, please, notice that. Newspapers, magazines and new media need these stories. Stories about how being in this business made life better for someone don't sell as readily. Women who really like sex and can enjoy having many partners whom they don't know, largely because those men pay them for it, somehow have less credibility than women who speak of being abused. We know that the world is full of pain and sorrow. We know that life is hard for most people, regardless of their socioeconomic profile. We know that human beings are frequently appallingly cruel to each other. We know that many, many people--not to mention governments and armies--thrive on suspicion and paranoia, and that fear is one of the finest tools for controlling others. We know all of that. Every morning we each wake up and decide what kind of world we are going to live in. Every day, we need to be inspired. What we need are not more tales of terror and warnings about perils to come. We need to hear stories about how people have risen above pain and loss, how they have transcended the darkness, how they found meaning, hope and determination to live in and to make a better place.

Three people know that I'm a paid companion. All of them are very close friends. None of them lives in B.C. My friends in Vancouver don't know anything about what really pays the rent and I intend to keep it that way. I have two sons. The entire time I've worked as a companion, first one was, and now the other is, a teenager. I think that teens have enough to do when it comes to figuring out sex and relationships that they shouldn't have to deal with their parents' sex lives. My younger son is very open with me about what goes on in his life, his interest in girls, what he's doing in the hope that this one might pay attention to him, or that one might think of him as potential boyfriend material. He also says, very clearly, that as far as he's concerned, I'm not a woman; I was never a girl; I don't have sex, never have had sex and have no interest in or plans for having sex in the future. I'm his Mom. Period. That works for me, particularly since he came up with it on his own. I date, a bit, now and then--nice men who are usually between relationships. I tell them a lot of true things about myself: I make a great transitional girlfriend, but my primary focus is my children and after that, my painting or my writing. I'm not easy to be with. I need a lot of solitude. I'm moody, sometimes. I'm frequently preoccupied with things I can't express in words. I'm a great listener when I'm ready to listen; the rest of the time, not so much. I don't think I want to be a wife, or facsimile, anytime soon. This works, too. I just tell the truth but I leave out the part about being other men's paid companion. I'm not ashamed of what I do but, in addition to wanting to keep this out of my sons' lives, I do notice that most men don't share very well. I have a lot of friends, I do volunteer work in the community and I'm on the board of a charitable organization. I have no trouble filling up my time in meaningful ways. Sometimes I chafe a bit about compartmentalizing my life, but I continue to feel that it's the right thing for me. If I were to "out" myself to other people, not only would I have to spend a lot of time dealing with their uninformed thoughts, prejudices and feelings, but I would also have to be concerned about what they might do with the information. That's not something I want to deal with. This reminds me of a great blog post I read a couple of years ago, Born Whore's It's You I'm Afraid Of.

DO NOT USE PERFUME ON OR AROUND YOUR GENITALS, this is a no no. Just saying.

Soap and water. Rinse, repeat, rinse again. Never ever return from the bathroom after a pee, not using soap and water to even wash your hads, and expect any action whatsoever. Also, give and ye shall receive. What have you done, non-sexually speaking, for her lately? Do you clean up after yourself, make dinner, reduce her at home work load at all, are you more work than a kid? Do you ever just give her some affection without expecting or suggesting it lead to more right now? Date nights? Demands and expectations without reciprocation never go down well with women. They keep a list, and everytime you disrespect them, hurt their feelings, fail to deliver on a promise, a black mark is put down against you. If the marks against you outweigh the marks for you, you get nothing. If the marks of approval outbalance the marks against you, you get rewards. Women are very simple lol. Don't expect a bj if you smell stinky. Assume at all times that you smell stinky, and always wash, rinse and repeat until no one can ever say you smell stinky, and once she has the trust that you don't stink, she will be less reluctant to go there.

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I find these comments to be very condescending and disrespectful. The cost option was part of the poll and although it could have been worded differently like "cost to high for my means" or something to that effect there is no need to belittle or disrespect anyone for answering the poll truthfully. Personally I did not do the poll however the last year or so has not been very kind to me and has resulted in the frequency of my visits with touring ladies to being greatly reduced. So if I were to truthfully answer the poll I guess the "cost to high" would be the box I would have to check off. So in your opinion that makes me "Simply and completely pathetic" and wasting my time on CERB . Well I don't post very often but I do believe that I do contribute some positives to the board and while not as often as I used to or would like to I still cherish the memories of the ladies I have had the pleasure of seeing in the last year . And anyway who died and made you god ? Regards Still logging in every day regardless {at least while I'm still allowed}

She has a unique style. She is new at this and a bit shy at first..but when she warms up, she heats up the room.....isabella. I speak from experience as recently we shared some time together.. our introduction unique..a couple PM messages leading to a session in chat ... and the date is set. (Unique for me as I hardly ever go into chat). Now knowing she did indicate being a bit shy, I was not as outgoing as I normally am - I let her lead things over the course of the date and let her initiate. My initiation came with some couch talk to get to know each other .. a continuation of our CERB chat session. Slowly though, she reached out and kissed me smack on the lips .. of course I returned the favor. Not sure how she ended up in my lap...but who am I to complain ...more kissing...hmmm... look at that, a wardrobe malfunction as her left breast made an entrance to the festivities. Why keep the other in the dark as I freed her too..now stimulating each in turn with my tongue. They are covered in the pics, but the real deal are two prizes to behold.I didn't quite warn her, but I eventually got up with her still in my lap, still kissing... Not sure which way to go, I placed her down, and once I got my bearings, I picked her up again and carried her off, slowly placing her gently on her bed. Admiring the outfit she wore, I now joked it has to come off..no resistance...The top, removed slowly, her hair piece gone, the knee high boots, placed out of the way on the floor..the skirt, removed, revealing a beauty of a thong. More kisses on the lips, slowly moving down one side of her body, stopping to give a little attention to one nipple...then over to the other...slowly down her torso...admiring that thong...it too comes off now... Our playtime was sensual and slow...providing an opportunity for exploration of her erogenous zones and opportunity to stimulate them...slowly then faster, based on her request. Vocal, yes - energetic, yes - inviting, yes. Perhaps I was a bit too relaxed with her charm and easy going disposition....When my turn came, she took over, providing the erotic stimulus to help my recovery. Stimulus came in the form of some clever hand and oral stimulation, which on this night was adequate to relieve the stresses of the week gone by. I'm sensitive about details as Isabella requested I be discrete so my intent is to be discrete and still do her justice. She is selective about services - everything is safe. She is selective about her gentlemen friends, so take the time to communicate politely and you may pass her screening requirements. Isabella is a sweet fun person and while she may be shy (or just having fun with me - perhaps I bring out the shy in her :shock:), it is a nice segway to having a few laughs and an intimate time together. She is engaging in and out of the bedroom when conversing on many a topic. Treat her with respect and you will likely have an awesome engaging experience and if she really is shy, that makes two of us. :wink: