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I searched for a thread on this topic and surprisingly couldn't find one, and it's definitely one that (sadly) needs to be addressed. Lately, I have been hearing some appalling things from ladies I speak to: and that is, some gentlemen have been sharing information about ladies location. I am just floored that someone would think this is information to share. Where a lady works from, whether it is an apartment/condo/house/hotel, is information that should always remain private. If you see a lady in an apartment/condo, and happen to have seen another lady in the same building: it's NOT your business to tell either of them that the other lady is in the same building as they are. If you see a lady in a hotel where you've seen others: it's not your business to tell her that 'so-and-so lady' also works from that hotel. If your buddy works close to a lady, and you want to recommend her: maybe say that she's works very close...but do NOT say 'Hey she works in the building right next to you!' Many women work out of their home. This is their private life. And even if they rent a separate work apartment, or work in a hotel, it is not up to you to disclose this information to anyone, ever. Telling other people puts her safety at stake. And could put her in compromising or embarrassing situations. The ONLY way you should know where a lady works from is when she tells you herself. Please, always remember what business we are in. Discretion is the ultimate key to happy, safe, encounters. There is never a need to share someone's personal information with others. Thank you.

It may not be Twitter, but myself and three other dancers, Jazy, Annessa, and LusciousLaceyxo, post our dancing schedules on here. I swear I've seen a handful of other girls do it as well, though I'm drawing a blank on their names and am unsure if they're currently doing that or not. FWIW, I tried using Twitter to promote my schedule but didn't find it to be a useful tool, so I'm not surprised there aren't really any other dancers doing it either. I don't think that says anything of their organizational skills though.

saw this on another board and had to share .. hope it's not a duplicate post but I didn't see it when I looked. Hilarious!! http://www.youtube.com/embed/i-L06PfDF-M?showinfo=0&rel=0

I've always loved Sunday. When I was still a 9-5er I would spend my Sundays cooking lots of soups/chilis/casseroles, so I would have healthy meals ready for the rest of my week. And spend lots of time in my pajamas, snuggling the cats. ALways a great day.

I'm always really excited at the prospect of meeting someone new. Like Serena, I'm always curious about how people end up walking through my door. What is their narrative, what's mine? How will they interact, co-mingle, and influence each other? Who are they, who am I? What will we learn from each other? What will we experience and how will that potentially shape us? Even with a patron I've already established and intimate connection with, I'm always eager to hear about whatever is new in their life. Will passion and chemistry simply build with time? What lays in store for us? I always wonder. I sometimes feel every encounter is a 'first time' - sometimes there's months between meeting someone for the first time and seeing them again. What's changed? Have they changed? What's new? It's a beautiful rediscovery every-time.

Seriously? Do folks have to be reminded that this, sharing other CERB-ites information, is a bad idea? To my mind, this applies equally to both genders though the distaff side is in more danger when this happens. In my simple mind, something like this should be self-evident. That being said, my days and nights are sometimes a continuous string of people either not recognizing the patently obvious or thinking it does not apply to them. This is simple. When an arrangement has been made and people get together, all concerned should afterwards develop instant amnesia regarding locations and phone numbers. When you want to revisit the occasion, you can gather the necessary information again. That's what I would say if I were asked.

I remember watching those movies on Bleu Nuit.....

Montreal traffic......sucks.......ASS!!

The rain fell out of the night sky with a light tapping on the car's roof as I sat waiting. I looked at my watch. She was 20 minutes late. The car's windows were already fogging over, and I pulled the collar of my coat closer to ward off the fall chill. She never used to be late. Quite the contrary, in fact. She once was thrilled to see me. You could just tell. Once, she even texted me that I should come over early, whenever I was ready. And she pounced on me as soon as I came in the door. Knocking me off balance as we collapsed onto her hallway floor, her tongue probing my mouth, her fingers already nimbly plucking at my shirt buttons. By the time we finally made it to her bed, she was wow. Just wow. But that was a long time ago. I don't know when it changed, or why, but it had with time. The last time we met up, she was just going through the motions. I could see that her mind was already somewhere far away, that she was already thinking about something just over the horizon. And the last time I tried to see her, she didn't show up at all. Oh, she apologized profusely. But she told me that in a text and wouldn't take my call. I don't think she trusted her voice not to betray her real feelings. That's okay. I heard her actions speak louder and much more plainly than her words anyway. It was a late fall evening. The darkness was enshrouding me earlier and earlier every day. It was dark now, and she was leaving me too much time alone to think. I thought of the good old days, when it seemed like we could never get enough of each other. She made me feel like she was there for me and me alone. Yeah, I know that wasn't true. At least not in this silly business we're in. But I believed it then, in the deepest recesses of my heart. So many men, and so many of the ladies in this business think that this is all about simply fucking. You know, healthy exercise, something to put a spring in your step and a glow in your cheeks. Just sex. Nothing more. Don't get me wrong. I've rather grown partial to fucking. But for me, there's so much more. It's not just about fucking. I want to feel like I'm special. I need to feel wanted. I want to feel like I'm part of the human race, that I'm not an alien observer dropped onto this planet, trying to pass as normal. She used to do that for me, once. I felt alive in her arms. Whole. I looked at my watch. She's 45 minutes late now. I don't think she's going to show up. In an instant, my phone was in my hand, ready for me to type out a quick text. I looked down for a moment before tucking the phone back into my pocket. I don't think there's any point now. I don't think that she's ever going to make me feel special, ever again. I started my car, and the windows started to defog as the fans blew. I looked up at her apartment building. Years ago, a friend gave me some very good advice. It was to never feel sorry for what had passed, but feel joy for what you had the good fortune to have appreciated. And tomorrow, I'll move on, scan those ads. Read those reviews. Call a stranger. But tonight, I need to go home and get out of my nice clothes. I put my car in gear and drove away.

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?

So This morning I was asked, "What excites you before a first encounter?" When meeting someone new I'm excited for the new conversations and life stories :) it was once said about Marie Antoinette that " he amuses her, and she adores to be entertained". I guess the same could be said for me as well :) I enjoy meeting new and interesting people its my favorite part of my job :)

I have always loved Sundays. the world seems to slow down on this day, people appear to be kinder, more relaxed. it is a perfect day to: go to brunch a walk in the park a drive in the country a movie visit a friend or just relax and do nothing at all! What is your favorite day and why?:icon_biggrin:

You'd be surprised! I know some dancers whose smartphones are practically an extension of themselves, and quite a few of them are always checking Twitter or other social media websites. Of course, this is mainly during down times - though some girls will pop into the dressing room every so often just to check out what's happening online!

I LIKE CATO'S ENERGETIC SUPPORT OF cerb!

There's something about Claire. Have you ever met a person that you just want to spend more time with? Well if you haven't, you need to meet Claire. Playful, smart and sexy. Straightforward yet unpredictable. Oh, and did I mention she looks as good as her pictures... true that. If you are looking for full service, then you are looking in the wrong place, but with Claire, you will leave happy. She's alive and she knows it. You will feel great. Highly recommended. p.s. - one visit won't be enough. I can't wait until the next time.

I too nominate Bridgette as the cerb Goddess of the day. Right on, Absolutely Agreed completely with Cato. Bridgette is indeed the Goddess. She is deservedly in the best bum thread, and she does have the best smile and the friendliest and warmest of personality. Not to mention the soft skin, spinner body and that smart intelligent mind in that little cute head of her and many other reasons..................

Time to nominate another dancer! :) Bridgette, who's returned to us from her travels, is lighting up the stage again at Barb's, and has drawn very enthusiastic recommendations on here, in her own thread. She's also been featured in the Best Bums thread, and if there were a Best Smile thread, she'd be in that, too. :) So here's to Bridgette! Long may she dance. (Oh, and she's a redhead :)) Here's her thread: http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=47129 And here she is: http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/member.php?u=72003

I bought an airline ticket....:)

Well as my boss says You Can't teach stupid

This is an extremely rude comment....

Without a doubt, Sunday is great. I like to just relax, do some reading, and take it easy :D

Damn Touch, you beat me to it with this one. However, when I was rhapsodising over this area to somebody once she informed me that it was known as the "batsy". That is, the BATC or "Bubble Ass Thigh Connection". It doesn't seem to be in common use but that is the term that pops to mind when I see or feel this lovely region.

I doubt any of them are that organized.

A vintage 40's dress and a sweet silk 50's Hawaiian shirt. Posted via Mobile Device

A Halifax Donair, yummy!!

Last thing I purchased was my lunch today, when I was out on a lunchdate with the lovely SaraMQ!

You rubbed both of my smooth bald heads ! ..... you must have had realllly good luck then Carrie ;)

love a smooth bald head.. I rub it for good luck!

hi lol thios is summer - i never new i was this popular haha

But with every encounter you have a few moments away from life just to take a breath and enjoy :)

Home made beef stew in my electronic pressure cooker. MMMM good.

I only book thru email to avoid the people who are only at me for pictures, chats for weeks with no bookings, and other games people tend to.play if i were to just post my number, i try not to give out more info than necessary at the time.. To me its like giving my adress without a time booked or confirmed, to protect myself and my info, i give it out as needed.. Sorry for looking sketchy :( and i wasnt on cerb at the time to explain myself, hope u all understand! :) xx

What was it the great and insightful George Carlin once said? Something like "there are a lot worse things you can give someone than an orgasm." :-)

Spent the afternoon making meatballs, so it's spaghetti and meatballs for dinner, with sauce made from my own vine-ripened tomatoes, lots of Parmesan and maybe even a little garlic bread. Additional Comments: HOMEMAKER'S TIP: When planning a spaghetti dinner, make sure you have noodles.

This is a PM I received not long ago, I'm sure it was supposed to be directed to someone else but that is not the issue here. Here is the PM I got: The title said: how much and the Pm was,"hey girl how much and where" Now, at first glance what is wrong with this PM? It is very short and very impersonal. What is this a reply from CL to a total stranger? We are a small community and we should have more things to say then this. He should have introduced himself and asked some questions about the service offered or details about her etc...

I had the fortunate pleasure of visiting Barb's on a late Tuesday afternoon where the lovely and intoxicatingly cute Bridgette was dancing. As others have already commented, she is very friendly, articulate, and has a disarmingly genuine smile. She is a sensual dancer and I could not help but admire her pale velvety soft skin and absolutely amazing derriere. There is a gorgeous rose tattoo on her left side extending from the waist to the shoulder of this tall spinner. I had a very enjoyable time meeting and enjoying dances from this friendly and charming young lady. Definitely one of the more pleasant and memorable SC experiences.

Angela of Ottawa! This very giving, kind and awsome lady has made my upcoming visit stress free! Without her, I have no idea how I was able to get back and forth to work, and would have to dish out more expenses that would have taken a big chunk of my earnings! Thank you Angela!!

I'm with Sara on this one. Sticks and stones....

Some things should be privately messaged to people who are inquiring and I do believe that this experience should not have been made public. Just because you say ''It was a great experience dont get me wrong BUT" doesn't justify the wrongful comments you made that are clearly against the CERB etiquette policy of if you have nothing nice to say don't say it at all...

Just thought I would throw this out there for the many music fans in Freddy:) This Saturday at Dolan's Pub. Featuring one of my own family members. This bright and talented young lady is preforming along with many other's in helping her to launch her first recording!! Today world requires more than just talent, but funds to get her out there! Stop in starting from 2pm-8pm, many local talents are performing in support of this amazing young lady! if you like a home grown sound, with a fresh sound, this is your show! Hope to see you there, if you would like to say hello, that is fine...BUT PLEASE BE DISCRETE!!!! A SIMPLE CHEERS WILL DO!

I can't see the point of being a provider if I didn't enjoy it. That's why it's such a great job! Constant stimulation :)

Well if it is wrong than I am in trouble! Sometimes I get a little too turned on and if it feels good do it right? lol Its human nature to want what feels good, and whose going to stop if something is making you feel great! I don't know any hobbyist who wouldnt wanted a receptive SP during an encounter. If they dont get some type of enjoyment out of the encounter the hobbyist is going to feel like it was a very robotic encounter and that is never enjoyable, my clients ALWAYS want me to have a good time :) Its all part of the fun of the job hunny