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It should be noted there are also clients that will contact you because you don't put your face out there, they may not be as numerous as those that like to see your face in advance but if you are the type of lady that enjoys dates in a public setting these clients will value discretion and a number of them will seek you out because you are not so readily recognizable to the general public. I have had many clients contact me because I cannot be so easily spotted when out in public, I have gone on travel dates, to conferences, fundraisers, dinners, etc. with clients and many appreciate the fact that even if we see someone they know they can introduce me as "abc" from "xyz" so that person doesn't know I was a hired companion.

The door swung open, and I stepped through. I finally saw her face. She was cute. I would have turned for a second look if I had seen her in the street, in the market. Her large brown eyes opened wide as she saw me and she smiled her broad toothy grin, looking as if she was about to burst out in girlish giggles. She looked away as I gave her an appreciative gaze, but the smile remained. Shy, I thought. I introduced myself, said I was glad to meet her. She stood a few feet away and it gave me chance to look her over. Mmm, very nice. It was my turn to show my broad grin, and I swear I imagined seeing her blush in the dim light. She led me onto her sofa, where she sat far away. She was so formal. I smiled. She was cute already, but now the unexpected distance between us was endearing. Well, it was no matter. We were in no rush. We chatted lightly about the too-short Winnipeg summers and about the vagaries of fate that had brought us to this sofa, at this moment. Our conversation petered out quickly. I reached for her hand, small and delicate in my hands, like a tiny bird. I kissed her fingertips, stroked the soft skin on the back of her hand. She smiled, amused. I drew closer, put my hand gently on her cheek and brought her closer for a kiss. Sometimes an eternity can be in a moment, and this was one of those moments. Our lips parted, our tongues lightly dancing over each other's. Her breath was fresh, a spearmint pool that I wanted to dive into face first and immerse myself into. It was time. I stood up and she led me to her bed. We both shucked off our clothes as if they were on fire, then kissed again. This time, it was warm skin to warm skin, soft breasts against my chest. We collapsed onto the bed and she decided to take charge. She gave me a gentle nudge to lie back as she took me into her mouth. I gasped at the sudden warmth and wetness, and my breath grew heavy as she did her magic. I gently stroked the soft pale skin on the small of her back. I was getting close. I stood on the edge of that precipice, peering down into it, longing to swan-dive in to the inky depths. But she brought me close, pulled me back and brought be closer still, again and again. My head was still reeling when she looked up and climbed on top. Her shyness was gone, and I saw the predatory glitter in her eyes. She had me right where she wanted me, now. She straddled my hips in one smooth motion and in an instant I was inside her, her hair spilling over my face. Her lips were parted, showing her straight white teeth as she started to pant. Her eyes were closed as she started to thrust. I was her dream lover now, and I could feel her hot breath bare inches away from my own mouth. I took her hips in my hands and we settled into an easy lope. I watched her face, those full sensuous lips, those high cheekbones, as her expression drifted between a blissful smile and exquisite agony. Our bodies grew warm and sweaty, wrapping us up in the thinnest of cloaks with our shared dampness. She froze with a sharp intake of her breath, her brow knitting, her body tensing. A few more thrusts, and it was my turn now. My eyes closed as I followed her into bliss, white stars exploding behind clenched eyelids. It was the sweetest of releases, with this intimate stranger. I opened my eyes and she was suddenly shy again, not quite meeting my gaze. "Is everything OK?" I managed out between pants. "Oh yeah. Everything's great!" Her toothy grin returned, her still flushed face revealing all. Good. She settled easily into the crook of my arm, her face away from me. We spooned and though we couldn't see each other's faces, the warmth of our bodies, the closeness of our embrace said it all for us. I've known other shy women in this world, to be sure. In fact, it had happened so many times that I've referred to them as ladies who chose to speak through their craft. But these ladies were a cipher, an unknowable riddle that I knew I would never solve. Nor did I really want to. But this one was different. Her touch echoed mine. Her flesh felt as if it were my flesh, we spoke through our touch, our kisses. We had moved in time. In tune. As one. She intrigued me now, this shy woman. She had piqued my curiosity. I wanted to make her comfortable with me, to draw her from her shell. Our bodies spoke of the chemistry between us, and for that alone I could quickly grow to enjoy coming here. But I also saw intelligence behind those big brown eyes as we talked, and of course, I had been tipped off earlier by a glance at the book titles on the shelf just out of view. I had no idea whether she would let me solve her mysteries. But I saw the curiosity as well in her eyes as well about the tale-weaver, the feathered conundrum on her bed. Perhaps we could yet explore. Perhaps we could explore together. But my time was up, and I had to go. I wouldn't get to draw her out, discover the person behind the bashful smile. I looked at her wistfully as I got up from the bed and started to get dressed. For I knew I was going to dream later of her thrusting over me, hot breath on my face, electric tension as we drew close. No, I wouldn't find out any more about my shy beauty. At least, this time.

The thing is, it's very difficult to outlaw prostitution. If a law declares that it's illegal to exchange money for sex, that's all well and good, but would it be illegal to exchange, say, gifts for sex? If he takes me out to dinner or away for a weekend and we have sex, is that illegal? Suppose he just pays my rent for me? What if he leases a car for me? Perhaps he might buy a condo, townhouse or a house and give it to me--would that be illegal? What if he has groceries delivered to my house every week? He might give me a gift card or arrange for me to have credit with various stores or other places. Would that be the same as giving me money and expecting me to have sex with him? My point is that it's difficult to distinguish prostitution from things that happen in dating and marriage relationships. If you think that we don't get offers of condos, cars, luxury items and even basics like groceries, you're wrong: we do. Many of us--myself included--decline such offers because we don't want to deal with the strings that are attached to such gifts. Cash transactions are simply clearer and simpler for all concerned. Nevertheless, I would not categorically refuse offers such as those I've outlined, above. I would, however, adopt even more stringent and restrictive screening policies and my fees would certainly increase, as well. The basic principles of a capitalist economy would be in my favour. Outlawing street prostitution isn't going to work. It's illegal, already, to solicit in public, but it still happens, and the women who have to work this way are the ones who are at greatest risk of harm. Nothing will change for them if prostitution itself is made illegal.

Following up this thread from last year: http://cerb.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=31135 Same friend visiting, same plan to meet at Barb's after an sp encounter. Phase One: Roxy Powers Think of the girl next door, with a sweet smile, cute face, and deep brown eyes. Then add tattoos and a sexy and slightly wicked attitude. An exciting run-up as the meeting is planned and favorite activities discussed. It's a go, and we meet. I'll post my recommendation in the appropriate section. It was a blast! Phase Two: Jessie at Barb's If I was organizing a "hottest body on the planet" contest, I would want Jessie to be a contestant. I love what dancing all the time does for the female body: the perfect abs, the round, prominent bum, the defined and gorgeous legs. I love how she dances, and the warmth she exudes. Not only beautiful, but gentle and incredibly sexy at the same time. For almost a whole song we just cuddled, with her on my lap, in her beautiful nakedness, holding me close. That's all I wanted her to do, at that moment, though when she's dancing before you it's electric. I love her smile, and her laugh, and her astoundingly beautiful body. A blonde Aphrodite. Phase Three: Ariel at Barb's I saw her as I sat with my friend at our table, admiring our surroundings. It was an especially good night at Barb's last night. But Ariel couldn't be missed. A redhead, in a bikini, with a tight, hot spinner body. A stunning face, and an aura of sexiness without superiority or arrogance. I couldn't seem to get her attention at first, but then, on her way to the Champagne Room with another client, she gave me a subtle pat on the arm as she walked by. When she emerged I invited her to join us at our table, and she said it was only her third night at Barb's. Off to the CR, where I could admire that body up close. I liked what I saw, and will post a recommendation, as we discussed afterwards. Hopefully she'll join us on cerb. So another great night with a good friend and the amazing company of beautiful women.

Yes dropped by Playmates this afternoon. My intention was to see a few stage dances, bring up myself to the mood and come home and call for an escort (I wasn't in mood as a result of hard past week at work and recent flu just before that). But I decided to stay on as I saw the beautiful dancers I had to have dances with all those ladies. These are daytime dancers, those who deserve recommendation (some stay on for the night shift too). Danika - A tall green eyed young natural blonde. Danika is a very live and happy young lady. She is all smiles and humorous on and off the stage. She tries her best to make sure you are really having a good time and enjoy her companionship. She is very open minded and loves kissing and I enjoyed my time with her. I saw her again in full light when I was leaving the bar (she was out smoking) and she ran to me and kissed me and asked me to come back again. She is one lady who enjoys life for sure and loves people. Angelica - A slim and relatively tall natural blonde with cute face. She is very openminded and has the sexiest bum among many dancers I have seen. She too is friendly and I know her for many years. Jessica - A tall slim brunette with a work of art body (like a statue lol). Very openminded and friendly and I know her too for many years. Her qualities (Pale skin, long black hair all around her and slim and tall beautiful body), makes her unique in the bar. She has small-medium size but very sexy equeezable young boobs with sexy sharp nipples. The sexiest boobs I have seen in a long time Dianna - A very sexy lady with exotic eyes and beautiful sexy boobs. Loves kissing and enjoys dancing. Very cute exotic face kissing of which was an absolute pleasure. She is very friendly and pleasure to be with. Annika - A relatively large tall blue eyed blonde. I Know her for many years. It was a friendly day and I enjoy my time tremendously. One thing for sure, I was very kissable today ( may be it was the aftershave lol!!!). Dancers were very friendly to me and so was the waitress. This is one club in the Ottawa area where you can still get some decent mileage without having to cross the bridge lol (Pigale is closed Saturday daytimes too). Unfortunately the plan for calling the escort had to be postponed as by the time I got home, nothing was in my wallet anymore but in exchange I got a few hours of real fun time lol.

The notion that the government is trying to protect women from exploitation is astounding to me. I think it surprised the Ontario Court of Appeal judges this week, too. If the government was genuinely interested in protecting women, they would not hesitate to prevent poverty--that's doable. They would guarantee that women would always be able to earn a liveable wage or to receive assistance comparable to such a wage if or when they can't work. When marriages and similar relationships end, women wouldn't have to jump through complex and sometimes expensive hoops to ensure that they receive child support from their children's fathers and the support that they received would actually reflect the cost of raising the children. Human trafficking would not only be illegal, but the police and judiciary would be zealous to root out and prosecute traffickers. Merely being born aboriginal and female would not dramatically increase one's likelihood of ending up in poverty. Sexual assault would no longer be one of the easiest crimes to get away with: when men rape women, they would end up in jail. The laws about bawdy houses, soliciting and living on the avails of prostitution are not and never were expected to reduce the exploitation of women. The laws are there to reduce competition between men. Men don't want their access to women for sex to be mediated through other men. This is important. Occasionally, someone will post something on this board expressing concern about whether a paid companion will expose him or compromise his privacy--whether meeting with one of us may expose him to coercion, blackmail or violence. In fact, it's extremely rare for a paid companion to do anything like this. It's not so rare for a pimp, however. In addition, men simply don't want to pay other men for the opportunity to have sex with women, whether they're negotiating dowries or access to a prostitute. Outlawing prostitution or driving it underground ensures that pimps will thrive. Yes, the women who work for them may be coerced, manipulated, drugged, and subjected to threats and violence. However, our society is not terribly concerned about women's safety, particularly if they are poor or aboriginal. Women know this: some of us accept the protection pimps offer because we expect men to be coercive, exploitative and violent. We hope that a man may be less likely to harm or kill us if another man knows he was with us. Meanwhile, clients want to have sex without having to pay another man for it, without having their activities monitored and without the risk of being identified if they injure or kill us or if the intermediary decides to blackmail them later. On the whole, men don't fear prostitutes; they fear each other. Laws against soliticing, keeping bawdy houses and living on the avails are there to eliminate the middle man, not protect prostitutes.

Do you know what type of food she likes? I don't eat out at the airport area often as I find the food selection limited so my knowledge of the area is a bit limited as well, but there are a few places that go from decent to excellent depending on how far you want to travel and what your budget is. (as well as how adventurous your palate is) ;) Also are you looking for something comparable to the Keg in price but with a different atmosphere or are you flexible on budget but looking for something that is still a steak and potatoes kind of meal? These are both in Etobicoke so it's a bit of a taxi ride but rarely are you walking in the airport area and they are both well reviewed popular restaurants. Sushi Kaji - http://www.sushikaji.com/ Via Allegro - http://www.viaallegroristorante.com/ I'd also check the Toronto Life Dining Guide, it can be very useful. :) http://www.torontolife.com/restaurants/

I like Tony Roma's out that way, with ribs you can get dirty before you get dirty.

If I may weigh in on this...I have no piercings, implants or tattoos (ok, one!) And although I love the badass look of of those things, it just isn't me. Now as I look around me, I see that my decision put me in the minority. I like that. I feel like I stand out sometimes because I don't have any mods or tats or implants. Vive la difference!

Gentleman11, you are making a great step and are asking all the right questions to try and ensure it is what you are looking for. As with selecting an individual lady each gentleman is going to have different desires/interests. I think these get multiplied when selecting 2 ladies. An important consideration for me was; - would I like either lady individually - would the 2 ladies have an interest in each other and be compatible together. The interaction for me was also important. Extending from did I want limited/no interaction and all the focus on me to did I want 2 ladies who are very into each other and I could take moments of being a voyeur. I ended up doing lots of thinking, reading each ladies posts, getting to know them individually, etc... I also posted a question on the 'selection process' on CERB. (Thanks WIT). In the end I met with 2 amazing ladies who had not worked together but knew each other. I had previously seen 1 of them. And it was AMAZING! http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=51305 The mechanics of how things happen I wouldn't worry too much about. As with individual encounters things just seem to flow naturally. With 3 people you may need to be a little more open to let youself go...but this can really be part of the excitement. My session was completely unpredictable and I wouldn't have wanted it any different. I think the reason for the success is that I knew what I wanted on a much deeper level than simply saying; "I wanted a DUO with 2 beautiful ladies". In the end I think the 3 of us had a great time and I can't wait to meet them together again. Keep asking yourself these questions and I expect you'll have a great time. Cub

Why is there a need for a gift? I've never understood the expectation that a present be given altho I love to buy, wrap, deliver and watch said gift be opened; I do not feel that receiving a gift is mandatory. Get him a really wonderful card and write him a letter. Communicate to him what he means to you, how much you appreciate him as a person and how much you love him. He sounds like he already has the material things in life so give him something that is a truly unique gift from a child to a parent...a genuine thank you. I think it will mean more than anything wrapped in tissue... cat

as much as that situation should not have happened, the thing i'm really wondering is what's your new tattoo of? :)