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It's March 8, and I would like to salute all the women's of CERB, Massage Attendants, Service providers, and how we appreciate what they do for us. Merci à ces femmes merveilleuses!

I had someone recently make the statement that I was responsible for their pleasure. Which started me thinking that a lot of people, not just in the SP dynamic but also in real time relationships think this way as well. I do NOT believe I am responsible for anyone's pleasure. Each person is responsible for their own, I am but an instrument of pleasure bringing my own unique talents, attitude, and body to the table. I am not a mind reader, so if something I'm doing could feel better or be done in a different more pleasing way, share this and allow me to pleasure you better. I am here for your pleasure so I want you to feel as good as possible. If your expectation is that I am responsible for your pleasure and what I do or don't do, even on first meeting, reflects my standing as an SP, then many SP's may fall on the negative side of the balance sheet which isn't fair. Yes, I know life isn't fair but shouldn't we take some responsibility for ourselves?. It's one thing when there isn't that connection or appeal, that's something you can't fake. However when I hear "it wasn't done the way I like it or how I expected" it makes me want to ask where they were because they apparently weren't fully present as a participant. So, just a frustrating happening that gave me food for thought. Maybe my thinking in flawed in that this industry does make us responsible as SP's/MP's for someone's pleasure but I really hope it's more the exception than the norm. Does anyone have any thoughts on either side of the equation?

Midnite, Excellent thread and points. In fact all the posters so far have made great points. It's unfortunate that you had a client say that to you and really it would have been my assumption that its a given that most clients (in my mind) should be sexually progressive by nature to result in them deciding to seek out an SP. Really, unfortunately it comes down to people being comfortable with their own sexuality and being able to verbalize that to their partner either SP or SO. Do to my personality I have always felt comfortable talking about sex and verbalizing my wants before, during and after an encounter. My wife on the other hand has always struggled with being able to say what she wants, (I've had to pry it out of her) luckily over the years she's loosened up alot almost to the other extreme (if i'm playing with her and I'm taking too long or not hitting her spots just right at that moment she'll give a little growl push my hand away and take over herself, very hot BTW). Once upon a time she'd have never done that for fear that she might offend me. For me as a partner it's very liberating knowing that her pleasure doesn't hinge on me as it allows me to enjoy and savour the monent much better. The more people realize that sex is natural (the most natural thing actually or we all wouldn't be here) the better it opens the door to a much more beautiful experience for everyone. We in western culture (specifically North America) still suffer from the view point that sex is private, taboo, you don't talk about it, keep it behind closed doors. Its unfortunate because its so freaking awesome. My last point on the subject is this, nobody can make me cum faster than I can myself and it's the same for every other woman and man on the planet. We all know our own buttons, life is better when we share those buttons with each other ;) As for instruments, I've got a Trombone that needs playing, slow, soft and drawn at first with a loud and boisterous finish.( I know how I like to be played and now so do all of you) That's a little bit of Friday morning rambling

I understand the stress we can put on ourselves to be "all that" and we really aren't treating ourselves well when we do it. We are responsible for having ourselves prepared and ready, upbeat, positive etc. so that we can give ourselves in the best way possible. I love sharing with someone either new or repeat and having them share with me. As Cyclo said, it's the novelty and discovery that amps up the excitement. Within that I like to also know what feels good. Sometimes in my discovery I find them and sometimes they are a little hidden or need to special treatment, this is when communication is important to me. It really is mental as well as physical too. I love the comparison to a tango as it really is that give and take and melding of energies. Do you prefer, as a client, to be asked or to just communicate if you want something a little different in terms of pressure, tongue, no tongue, faster slower? Do you enjoy being asked knowing someone is focused on your pleasure? Personally, I love to give that "smile that lasts all day" and when I know I did, it gives ME a smile that lasts all day. When unsure, I have to fight with myself not to take full responsibility.

I never ever feel solely responsible for anyone's pleasure when they come to see me and I don't let people make me feel that way even if it's in a positive way. It's also what that person brings to the table during the encounter. If that person is in a bad mood, it is going to affect them, myself as I can read a person's body language and mood very welll and ultimately will affect THEIR pleasure. Receiving pleasure is a two way street and if there is no communication, then there is not a lot of pleasure on the receiving end. To me, it's like doing the Tango. You have to be on the same page with your partner. I cannot be held responsible for a person's pleasure as there are so many varying factors brought into a session from that person whether it's their mood, personality, communication skills, etc. Pleasure isn't just a physical sensation, it's a mental one as well especially when having an orgasm. Like dancing the tango with a partner, the physical and mental aspects both go hand in hand with one another.

International Women's Day (8 March) is a global day celebrating the economic, political and social achievements of women past, present and future. Though women in North America and Europe have made significant well deserved gains in recent years and decades so congratulations are in order however there is a long way to go before women and girls can enjoy equal rights, especially in other parts of the world women are lacking in equality. Women must have equal rights to decide on their own will what to wear, what to drink, who to socialize and whom not to, who to marry and whom not to, what to study, where to work and must be entitled to equal pay for equal work. Women must have Equality in inheritance and equal rights to divorce all over the world. Violence against women and girls must stop now and international communities must act now and take immediate steps to end violence against women and children. Celebrate women's day by supporting women across the world who are are fighting for equality and justice for women and girls. In middle east, Africa, even Europe and America there is still unacceptable gender discrimination. Long-term, sustainable development and prosperity will only be possible when women and men enjoy equal opportunity to rise to their full potential. Women are the ones with bigger hearts and minds and deserve the long overdue total, immediate and unconditional equality in all aspects of life all over the world NOW. Happy International women's day to all cerbites especially our ladies.

Oh by the title I thought there was a new sex toy out, lol. But a great subject to bring up, thank you. I always felt soley responsible for giving a man the "time of his life". Causing a bit of stress for myself before each meeting. I especially felt extra pressure to do this when meeting someone new as I thought it would leave a bad mark on my name if I didn't, which I now know isn't fair to myself. I finally realized as you said, that it takes two. No matter how talented one is or how many tricks you have up your sleeve you'll never be able to "create the perfect experience" if the other preson isn't engaged, if the chemistry isn't there, if the mood of either person or both is off, if there is an interuption of any kind,ect,ect,so many things factor into making a wonderful experience,wonderful. It is rather silly to think you can just lay back and expect someone to push all your buttons and make something happen without you "working" as well.

I agree with you. Everything I've read on the topic of sexual satisfaction, and my own personal experience supports this idea. Personal responsibilty involves feeling good about yourself and your body; knowing what gives you pleasure (physically, emotionally, mentally); and here's the kicker being able to communicate that verbally and non-verbally (moans, groans, body movement...). All of these elements are part of being responsible for your own sexual pleasure whether your masturbating or with a partner. We all hope our partners (service provider, romantic, fling, friends with benefits) are empathetic, intuitive and creative but we can't expect them to be mind readers. No one knows how to touch us or turn us on better than we do ourselves ;-) Of course sometimes part of the pleasure of being with a new sexual partner is the novelty, unpredictability and discovery of a new pleasure. When we learn something new about our bodies, minds or emotions, that's a great bonus. It plays a part in why some of us like to have multiple sexual partners. We certainly have a right to expect our sexual partners to be attentive, in the moment and open minded. Still the responsibility for our satisfaction should never be exclusively in our partner's hands. Personally I find it's a real turn on when I'm with a woman who's comfortable stimulating herself while I'm stimulating her also. The same goes for me. Sometimes it just takes pressing that special button that you know, to take you to the next level or over the top. I recall reading an advice column in which women wrote in and provided advice to men on how to perform great oral sex. It was all over the place "Stick your tongue in.... Never, ever stick your tongue in"; "Nibble on my clit with your teeth... If you use your teeth on my clit I will tear your head off"; "Use your fingers and tongue... Only do one thing at a time, it's too distracting if you're using your fingers...". The obvious conclusion of the advice column was... for both partners to communicate, especially the person on the receiving end of any stimulation. In other words... Take personal responsibility. I know the women on this board want every client to leave weak kneed and with a smile on their face that they can't hide :-) At the same time I'm sure you've seen it all from clients in terms of self awareness and personal comfort communicating needs and desires.

Being insulted by someone you see asking for a free session when you rarely see them. and you've been very good to them when you do see them. Sorry my bills don't get paid with gifts in exchange for my rate or giving free sessions. Would you go to work one day without being paid? I don't think so... And when the answer is no.. the response is "It's been nice knowing you." Yeah it has been nice knowing you. Not! Now lose my number!" Not very becoming for someone to ask this. This is my job just like everyone else has a job. I know I'm preaching to the choir here but what a piss off! This hobby is a luxury and I'm not a credit union!

Nicole does have a point, if fake photos were posted somewhere after her apology it would be good to see the photo here -- I DO ASK THAT IF SOMEONE POSTS SOMETHING THAT COULD BE DAMAGING IN REGARDS TO FAKE PHOTOS THAT EVIDENCE BE PROVIDED AS WELL -- (and you can always PM it to me for review with a link to the ad if you do not wish to post it in public). I would like to see Nichole here on cerb upload some photos to her album, post a few ads here on cerb and see if the cerb community will welcome her. As I said it will be a uphill battle for her but all hope is not lost of she can prove she has changed her ways.

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY

I know the preference being referred to has been towards women, but what about men? I personally go ga ga over guys with salt and pepper hair I think it's so sexy. But, at the end of the day it really goes beyond that it's always someone's personality that matters.

'Nuff said.

Almost 18 months ago, I learned that my pancreas wasn't producing insulin and that I had suddenly become a Type 1 diabetic. This kind of diabetes is usually associated with children and adolescents, but it's often diagnosed in people under 55. Since then, I've had to become an expert about everything I eat so that I can take enough insulin to be healthy. All carbohydrates break down into sugar--into glucose. Glucose and fat are the fuels that our bodies use to keep us going. But we don't need glucose at all. We can live perfectly healthy, long lives without sugar, including fruit and fruit juices. The thing that causes the problems for North Americans is the combination of eating lots of carbohydrates with very little fat. The result is heart disease. But reducing the carbohydrate intake and increasing the amount of fat is very good for you and will reduce the plaque built-up in your arteries. When the amount of carbohydrate is low enough, the metabolism switches over and burns fat instead of glucose. Eating carbohydrates does create the craving for more, to be sure. It can be difficult to figure out how much carbohydrate is in things like sauces, salad dressings, marinades and the batter that may be used to cook fish and chicken. Labels aren't always as easy to read or understand as they should be, and some studies show that the information may not always be accurate, either. What I think is truly scandalous is that, while these things are long-established nutritional facts, the information doesn't get out to people because of the incredible influence of the big drug companies and organizations like the American and Canadian Diabetes Associations. People usually believe that the Diabetes' Associations are on the side of patients, but the fact is that they're funded by the drug companies and the manufacturers of processed foods. They have an enormous influence over the curriculum dieticians are taught and, by extension, over the menus in hospitals and public institutions. A high carbohydrate diet isn't good for anyone. For people who have either Type 1 or Type 2 diabetes, it's impossible to maintain normal blood sugar levels while eating high amounts of carbohydrate, yet that is exactly what they're told to do. They will inevitably develop nasty complications, as a result, and will be prescribed drugs to try to lower their blood sugar and manage the damage to their hearts, kidneys, eyes, central nervous system, etc. I enjoy sweets. I'm particularly fond of dark chocolate. Small amounts of chocolate, or small amounts of fruit won't hurt me if I can take the right amount of insulin at the right time to deal with the sugar. But if I eat much fruit or other carbohydrate, the amount of insulin I will need to take will cause me to gain weight. So, in the end, it's important to keep a close eye on things. I cook food instead of buying it packaged or already prepared. I do drink diet colas sometimes but there the issue is really the amount of sodium in them. I have to say that I feel terrific now. It took awhile to get comfortable with this new way of eating. But nowadays, no sugar? Not a big deal!

Last I heard, she was returning around Easter.

Politics aside... (yes, I vote NDP)... I LOVE this video from today in the halls of the House of Commons... :) RIP Stompin Tom! Can you imagine this happening at Capitol Hill in the US? Never! Just another reason to be proud to be Canadian! :) Also reminds me of this... . I actually saw it on CNN first... They thought it was awesome and wished that their own government would have such a sense of humour too. :)

My dad yet again admitted to hospital with obstructed breathing:(

I could joke that I have never got used to mine, and that is because I occasionally have to "hunt" for the right head angle to see something in focus last year I got a pair of reading glasses, set for 2 to 3 feet away, and they really help with reading a book or computer screen

Maybe he can slip away at the Star Wars parties. Do you think they will still let him play the Emperor, even though he left the big job??? I must admit that the resemblance is uncanny....

my wish list for 2013 and my 3 choices would be #1 Malika #2 Catherine #3 Emerald Winters and much much more

I'm very fair skinned and really can't go out in the sun but still I have all these new little beauty marks that keep popping up all over my body all the time. Most recently I found one in an area down south (lol) and then today looked in the mirror and realized I have that a small beauty mark exactly in the same spot where Madonna used to draws hers on. Somewhere in the middle on the left side above her lip but below her nose. I don't know how I got this and while it's not terribly noticeable, it's still there. I won't be pencilling it in to make it look stronger like she did. Kind of neat tho. ;) What do you notice about your body from time to time?

It is found everywhere and so addictive. I am one of it's victims. Some may wonder why as I'm already sweet enough! LOL, just kidding. But seriously, lately I have been consuming more and more, which is apparently what you do, you eat it and it causes you to want more. I was shocked to discover my favorite soda-stewarts- is laden with it. A whopping 41 grams-9teaspoons+ in one 12oz-355ml bottle! I've been drinking at least 2 a day, plus all the other products it's hidden in. Canned soups, pasta sauces, salad dressings, ketchup, bread, cereals, the list goes on and on. It really is a poison, feeds cancer, robs our skin of it's youth, creats inflamation in the body-promoting disease, drains your energy, and that list goes on and on. So why would anyone want to eat it? Well because it makes everything taste better. But now, finally, I am publically vowing to give it up, anyone else want to join me or vent about sugar?

I have a "wish list" of ladies I would like to see Some of those ladies are ladies I have had the pleasure of previous encounters with, and would like to re-connect with them And there are ladies I have yet to meet but would like to. But this "wish list" is private, only because I would hate to inadvertently offend a lady by forgetting to publicly list her. So my list is private, but the ladies I want to meet know who they are, and that's the important thing RG

I'm like most guys on here...my wish list is way too long...the best way to discribe it is if I won the lottery I would spend the rest of my life going through my wish list...lol. P.S. I've got a good few years left.

My short list grows longer by the weeks that float by. Posting it almost seems a bit too callous.

I've got that movie Flight with Denzel washington in it and bought it weeks ago but haven't had the time to watch it yet. Maybe this weekend.

Business Idea: Loan sharking high interest "Hobbying Loans" to the horny who have maxed out their credit sources!!!lol

Let Me Show you about Passion!! Welcome Gents, my name is Tiffany. I am 5'11" tall, Athletic Build with short blond hair, hazel bedroom eyes, and a smile that will drive you crazy!! I believe in the simple pleasures of life, and love sensual experiences!! From the moment I walk into a room with you, you will feel the connection between us. From the first soft flirty move I make to a finish that will leave you weak in the knees, you will be thanking yourself for spending time with me! You will always leave my room felling relaxed and with a smile on your face!! Contact me by PM, text me at 613-277-4328, or call the Spa at 613-274-7073to ensure my avaliability!! Check out what others are saying about my service!! http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=111731 Schedule TODAY Friday March 8th: 4:00pm - 11:00pm 65 Bentley Ave. 613-274-7073 Sunday March 10th: 9:00am - 9:00pm 65 Bentley Ave. 613-274-7073 Monday March 11th: 10:00am - 5:30pm 65 Bentley Ave. 613-274-7073 Away Tuesday March 12th - Sunday March 17th (Inclusive) Life is to be enjoyed. not just endured -Gordon B. Hincley

I can only say I'm sorry for your frustration. Irresponsibilty from an sp or a client is never acceptable. To ignore an appointment without a proper cancellation or a reasonable explanation is very unprofessional . Just keep trying we are not all like that. Most sp's value dearly their clients or soon to be clients, without them where would we be.

There aren't many decent women in Winnipeg, I'm baffled where you would have found 30 different ads to inquire about. My current fave has her hands full meeting the demands of her regulars, she has no need to advertise. And like many, she has a real life that severely limits her SP time. Manitoba, you say a professional woman would respond. That is irrelevant. You just do not get it. You have no idea what a volume of inquiries some SPs get, they could easily spend hours per day answering them. If she has all the business she can handle, why would she? FYI, I drove one local SP home from the airport after her holidays. She had HUNDREDS of messages in her phone and her computer. Do you really think she would waste her time answering them all? I had lunch with another popular lady on Saturday, in the space of an hour she had about ten inquiries.

I have never had a problem communicating with any lady from Cerb and they can all attest to that, I also enjoy getting feedback from them as well. I have noticed that no 2 lady is the same and I have different sensation with one and the other even during the same position or act. Cerb ladies are fantastic.

Mapquest... when you punch in somewhere you want to go like really directions should start at #5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my own neighbourhood.

Friday Crystal 10-4:30 aka "Crystal" Hannah 10-5:30 aka "Hannahxo" Maya 12-11 aka "MidnightMaya" Tiffany 4-11 aka "TiffanyXXXOOO" Jenna 5-11 aka "Jenna69" Saturday Maya 10-9 aka "MidnightMaya" Kelly 10-9 aka "Kelly2010" Summer 10-9 aka "SUMMER LOVE" Sunday Maya 10-9 aka "MidnightMaya" Hannah 10-9 aka "Hannahxo" Tiffany 10-9 aka "TiffanyXXXOOO" Monday Crystal 10-4 aka "Crystal" Tiffany 10-5:30 aka "TiffanyXXXOOO" Maya 10-7 aka "MidnightMaya" Jenna 5-11 aka "Jenna69" Kelly 6:30-11 aka "Kelly2010" Taylor 3:30-11 Welcome Back aka "Taylor_xo" Tuesday Crystal 10-4:30 aka "Crystal" Lexi 10-7 aka "Lexi" Nicky 10-4 aka "Nicky in Paradise" Hannah 4-11 aka "Hannahxo" Taylor 3:30-11 Welcome Back aka "Taylor_xo" Kelly 6:30-11 aka "Kelly2010" Wednesday Crystal 10-4 aka "Crystal" Summer 10-4 aka "SUMMER LOVE" Nicky 10-11 aka "Nicky in Paradise" Hannah 3:30-11 aka "Hannahxo" Taylor 3:30-11 Welcome Back aka "Taylor_xo" Thursday Lexi 10-4 aka "Lexi" Crystal 10-4 aka "Crystal" Nicky 10-7 aka "Nicky in Paradise" Maya 3:30-11 aka "MidnightMaya" Taylor 3:30-11 Welcome Back aka "Taylor_xo" Kelly 6:30-11 aka "Kelly2010" Friday Crystal 10-5:30 aka "Crystal" Nicky 10-4 aka "Nicky in Paradise" Lexi 10-5:30 aka "Lexi" Maya 3:30-11 aka "MidnightMaya" Jennie 5-11 aka "ASTONISHING JENNIE" Jenna 5-11 aka "Jenna69" Saturday Maya 10-9 aka "MidnightMaya" Kelly 10-4 aka "Kelly2010" Jennie 10-9 aka "ASTONISHING JENNIE" Taylor 3:30-9 Welcome Back aka "Taylor_xo" Sunday Maya 10-9 aka "MidnightMaya" Lexi 10-9 aka "Lexi" Jennie 10-9 aka "ASTONISHING JENNIE"

A classic 80's Canadian rock tune... Harlequin - Innocence The entire chorus sounds like ANAL SEX! :) Ooooh the irony! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cMeM2YTfa7c You will never hear this song the same again.

Maxwell Smart....AKA Agent 86 ..... Brilliant Man............. He mastered the use of the Ishoe....which is now the Iphone.... And he worked through the kinks with The Chief and the cone of silence............which is now called "Skype" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APyut2B7tdo

Omar's coming, yo! McNulty Bubbles Plus everyone else from The Wire

My Husband and I tried a couple experience at paradise spa, it was a blast. It seems weird to me that swinging seems predominate, but the SP experience seems safer to me. You know what your getting into and who you are meeting.

Your business slogan "Got an itch that needs scratching" RG :-) Additional Comments: You know there really is a Seinfeld episode for everything RG :-)

oh yeah! Count me in. I love a nice back and head scratch.

My opinion is there are two bad boys in our diets, sugar and salt. It seems to me you can avoid excessive amounts by a sensible and varied diet. That means doing your own cooking and avoiding all the processed foods we rely on for convenience. I am presently winding up a visit to NZ and Australia, and there was a case here that was widely publicized recently about a woman dying as a result of her addiction to Coke, she was consuming 10-12 large bottles a day.

I am a sugar addict and really had to slow down on it. As a result, I've lost 7 lbs in under 2 weeks by not doing anything and just cutting back on what I eat as well. I can completely relate to you Christy because I was the same way. Anything like bread, no problem giving up....Sugar to me, if I didn't have it, the nasty side of me would come out comparable to someone trying to quit smoking. After the 3 days, I was alright and now that I'm off of it, I feel good but those 3 days were fucking torture. Sugar is like the damn devil. There are many diabetics in my family... now is the time..

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I sat at a table on the patio, looking out over the dull muddy water. I had already ordered a drink, and now I was just relaxing as the hordes of people at the popular tourist spot thronged around me. The sunlight was bright on this beautiful hot summer day, and even the normally dun-colored river was reflecting brilliant flashes of light. My drink arrived, served with a wink and a smile by a short-skirt clad cutie. I smiled back, raised my glass to her and took a sip. I watched as she walked away. I settled back down into my chair. It had been a long day, but a good one. I was tired, but happy. Of course, I was happy. Because scant moments ago, I was in her embrace. Or perhaps more accurately, she was in mine. I still caught a whiff of her scent at odd moments, but I didn't mind. I was happy to carry a little extra reminder of her with me, even if only just for a little while. I just know there was probably a faraway look in my eyes, hidden behind my sunglasses, as I thought of her. I still saw her pretty face, her quick smile and the afternoon sun on her sleek skin. I didn't even need to close my eyes to imagine it. It had all started out so normally. One day I was in the mood for something new. Someone different. I had called her and before you knew it, I was at her door. Her door swung open, and I came face to face with my tour guide. And though I didn't know it at the time, just like that, that was the start of my journey. Very shortly afterwards, I found myself cruising over the flat plains of her belly. I topped the gentle rise of her breasts. I smelled the fragrant gardens of her hair, tasted the sweet nectar between her thighs. And most of all, I luxuriated with my mouth on hers, our tongues languidly stroking. I sampled the delights that were there for the everyday average sightseer such as myself. But it was near the end of that first time, as we lay entwined on her bed, that she hesitantly asked me if I were interested in more. She told me that she had some rather special interests. Ones she knew many casual visitors wouldn't be interested in. She asked me if I was interested in helping her explore them. I listened, curious at first, and then intrigued. Was I interested? I looked down and I realized that my anatomy was betraying me. She followed my glance, and then laughed. In this business, most ladies had catered to my every whim, treated me like a king. Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm hardly complaining. That was an utterly wonderful thing, and I loved it. But this was something entirely different again. She was asking me to explore her fantasies, her fetishes. To fullfill her dreams, not mine. I realized that she was asking me if I wanted to live like a local for a while. To go native. To experience her world at a deeper level than her more casual visitors. I told her, of course I was interested. I was flattered to have been asked. We talked about it a little while longer, and soon it was time for me to go. I gave her a soft kiss and hug and left with a smile. I returned, a few days later, with a small sack. I'd never done anything quite like this before. But I had taken the time to read up on it, to feel confident that I wouldn't embarrass myself. I was a quick study. I always had been. I just hoped I was quick enough this time. I gave her a kiss at the door. She smelled great and looked even better. She ushered me in, offered me a drink. She put some soft music on and sat beside me. We looked at each other for a moment. There was nothing more to say. I leaned in, touched her cheek with my hand. Her face was cool under my warm fingertips. I closed my eyes and leaned in for a kiss. Her tongue writhed like the serpent in the Tree of Knowledge, seductively calling me hither. We barely paused for breath before we started to frantically pull at each other's clothes, stripping down to our bare skin in a matter of seconds. We lay back on the bed, devouring each other like starved teenagers. It was time. "Do you still want to do this?" Her face lit up in a huge grin. "Uh, yeah!" I went to get my sack of goodies. I withdrew a spool of rope and a fistful of silk neckties. I smiled as I tied one of the neckties to her wrist, then tied the rope to the necktie. I threw the spool or rope under the bed, picked it up on the other side. I tied her other wrist with another necktie and again to the rope. She tugged experimentally with one of her hands and found she could barely move. She started to squirm and squeal with anticipation. I smiled. I needed to hurry up, or I wouldn't get to finish this before I lost my self-control. I tied her ankles with more neckties and the rest of the rope. She was spreadeagled on the bed, quivering with anticipation. She looked gorgeous, lying there. I was almost finished. There was only one last thing to do. I drew one last necktie from my sack. I brought it up to her face. Stopped. Looked into her eyes. "Do it", she hissed. I tied the necktie around her head, blinding her to the world with fine, soft Italian silk. Finally. She lay there with a smile, and I stepped back to admire my handiwork. This was what we had talked about. What she wanted me to do. But I suddenly felt a twinge of panic. I realized that I hadn't thought about what I was going to do next. I guess I had figured I was just going to do what came naturally. That certainly had never been a problem for me in the past. The trouble was, this didn't come naturally to me. For you see, I am a gentle man, and I am a gentleman. But I felt as if I was on the edge of an exciting new adventure. As if I were standing on the edge, looking down before that very first bungee jump into the darkness. I knew I was about to embark on a different kind of journey today. I leaned forward and kissed her lips softly. My tongue slipped tentatively into her mouth, and she sucked on it hungrily. I straddled her belly and stroked her shoulders, her arms, those wonderful breasts, kissing her with more and more intensity. I took her bound hands in mine and we twined our fingers, and I stretched out and brushed her chest with mine. I watched her face as she breathed heavily. Her mouth opened into an O as she reached for me. I slid up, knelt before her, slipping my cock between those red, red lips. Yes. Yes, this is what she wanted. She slurped sloppily and noisily, thrusting her head, taking me in deep. I started to gently thrust. I didn't want to choke her. But she had other ideas. She started to lunge violently, and I felt my cock slip hard into the back of her throat with every thrust. I matched her thrust for thrust. I couldn't hold back any longer. I hovered over her head, on my hands and knees as I let loose deep into her throat. She sucked and sucked, draining every last drop from me. I pulled away, already shriveling. She was still sucking and I came away with a soft pop. That was.. heavenly. But fair is fair. It was her turn now. I knelt between those tightly bound tensed legs. I stroked the insides of her thighs with my fingertips, softly kissed the insides of her knees and the soft pale skin between her thighs. I was just inches away from her labia, and it glistened as I kissed closer and closer, circled around and around as she writhed and moaned softly. I touched my tongue oh so delicately down, and her face tensed into a grimace, her lips parted, flashing brilliantly white teeth. She tensed, pulling hard against the silk binding her wrists, her ankles. Oh, I was a tease. I softly flicked with my tongue, pulled back, flicked again. Over and over again. I swirled ever so delicately, feeling her clitoris harden under my touch. I looked up and her mouth was open and she panted as I reached up and rolled her eraser-tip nipples between my fingers. I thrust my tongue deep inside, tasting her briny depths, feeling as if I was diving face first into the cradle of life, the primordeal origins of the world. She stiffened suddenly and gave out a low moan, crescendoing louder and louder. She pulled hard against her bindings and I heard a loud brrip as one ankle came free. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh FUUUCKK!!" She bucked against my head and I kept lapping, gentler now, as she shuddered in the aftermath. I reached up and removed the tie from her head, and she looked up at me with misty eyes. "Come here." And she kissed my soaked and slippery face as I reached up and untied her hands. I reached down and untied her one still bound ankle. I held her as her pulsing and shuddering slowed, then came to a stop. We were out of words. Our sighs, our caresses, the way our bodies had responded to each other had said it all for us already. I kissed her, softly now. But she knew that gentle cuddling wasn't what my body really wanted. Funny she thought that, what with my hard cock poking her in the leg. Good thing that it wasn't what she wanted either. She reached down and grasped me, her eyes narrowing and my mouth broadening into an evil grin. We both jumped up and scrambled for the condoms on the night table at the same time, knocking some of them off. But she had managed to hold on to one and she frantically tore at it, popping it between her lips as she was already moving down between my knees. She unrolled the condom onto me, hard, in a single fast stroke. She kept thrusting, harder and harder, my cock edging a little further into her throat with every stroke. There are times when the veneer of civilization falls away. Times when we are revealed for the bare step beyond wild animals that we are. And though I knew I was still that gentle man, that gentleman, I was also someone else now. I roared as I sat upright, roughly pushing her onto her back. And I grasped her wrists hard with my hands and held her down as I entered her slick wetness. It felt different to be rough and assertive with her. It was terra incognita, unknown alien lands to this traveller far from home. It felt... it felt.... good. But reflection was the furthest thing on my mind, as I plunged, as I impaled, as I assaulted her again and again. My mouth was on her, and our tongues fought their own little battle in their own slick battlefield. I let go of her wrists, and she dug her nails into my back as I grasped her neck with one hand. Fuck gentlemanliness. I wanted what I wanted, and I wanted it now. And I was just going to take it. I came and came hard, filling her with my cum. My heart was still pounding and I was still gasping for breath as I pulled away. We were both dripping with sweat. Her hair was a total mess, her makeup was reduced to smears. She lay on a bed that looked as if a bomb had gone off on it. But I still thought she was the most beautiful thing in the world as she smiled back, satiated. I'm a big believer in the adage that travel broadens you. It does, it really does. I've travelled much in the last few years. Oh, some days when I've been away I've missed my friends, my family, my home. But I've also met new friends, discovered brothers from another mother, felt at home in places I've never been before. I've seen things I'd only seen in books and television, sampled cuisines both exotic and homey, had experiences that I'd never dreamed I'd ever have. It's truly made me a better person. But the trip I had taken today, was a trip in more than one sense of the word. Who is this man that this lady has unleashed? I don't know. He has my voice and my face, but I don't recognize him. But I know I will be walking in his shoes again, with that beautiful creature, in her bed. I know I will once again be a tourist, in my own town. I'll travel figurative miles, though it will only be crossing her threshold and her living room floor. And I know we will be travelling this path together. The old me would have said we would be making this journey hand in hand. But now, it would probably be more likely that we'll be travelling with my hands on her wrists, my weight holding her down as I had my way. The ice tinkled in my drink. Yes, it's a beautiful summer evening indeed.

Having a broken heater. My apartment is warm but my room feels like an icebox.

A 6:11 clip from a weird Finnish comedy cooking show... I didn't make it very far....

initial attraction is visual of course, how well the hair is taken care of is the next thing, and there are a lot of bad colour jobs out there

I'm completely happy with LE using BP to target the men who seek out underage girls. If the ad or initial correspondence with the ad poster says that the girl is 16 years old, the man must end the correspondence, period. Even better would be to report the ad to BP or the police. It's not illegal to read or reply to an escort ad, so there's nothing to fear for taking action. Until the Supreme Court of Canada makes its decisions on the prostitution laws, which probably won't happen until 2015 or so, there's no reason to worry about LE targetting men who are looking for an in-call engagement. The police and judiciary are not interested in entertaining charges about independent companions working quietly. If someone is operating an in-call and creating a public nuisance, that could be a problem, but it would be a civic by-law matter in most cases, not a criminal one. Going after the people who are promoting underage prostitutes and the men who are seeking them, however, is perfectly fine with me.

It's easy to launch trial balloons in the form of "What if..." questions, especially online where no one knows who anyone is or what their ulterior motive may be. But if I've taken a room at, say, the PanPacific Hotel here in Vancouver and someone goes to the front desk and says that the lady in room 1811 is a prostitute and is entertaining clients there today, I expect the hotel management will laugh long and hard. "Prove it," they will say. "Start by first telling us who you are (and showing some ID), then tell us the name of the person registered in that room and give us a concrete reason to believe that this person is working there." What will you do? Provide your identification? Somehow, I find this difficult to imagine. Can you furnish the name under which the room is registered? I guarantee that you won't be able to do that. Will you be able to provide evidence that someone called Samantha Evans has invited you to consort with her at the PanPacific Hotel this afternoon? Maybe you can. But you won't have a room number and in any case the PanPacific has never heard of Samantha Evans. You can get frustrated and pound the desk. You can roll your eyes and storm around a little bit. You can say that maybe you have the room number wrong, but you know that there's a prostitute in the hotel and you want them to take action, to call the police or at least go and check that room or other rooms. This might be an interesting way to entertain yourself for about five minutes on a rainy Vancouver afternoon in the dregs of winter. But from the hotel's standpoint you will look like a spiteful boyfriend or a malicious ex-partner or someone who's just got it in for a woman who turned him down when he tried to pick her up in the bar. If I do say so myself, no one has ever visited me anywhere and complained about it afterward. Oh, wait. That's not true. See, I had this stalker awhile back.... The police took care of that problem for me. But otherwise, the gentlemen who visit me and who see my colleagues in similar circumstances are no more interested in causing harm to me than I am in harming them or anyone else, anywhere, anytime. We meet. They pay me for my time. We engage in mutually agreeable things, whether we have a meal, play some chess, debate what passes for politics in B.C. or indulge in a wide range of delectable, erotic activities. Usually it's a combination of things. And at the end of our appointed time, we part company amicably. It's that simple. It may transpire that the gentleman and I discover that we're really not quite as compatible as we'd expected. The meeting may go very well, but one or the other of us may not want to repeat. Maybe he was looking for a one-time encounter, nothing more. Astonishingly, a man could discover that a verbal, opinionated woman isn't his preferred cup of tea regardless of her other skills and assets. Whatever the reason, it won't be because one of us has robbed the other, or because either of us was assaulted or has ventured to blackmail the other. Fear-mongering helps no one. But if you believe that most people are out to get you, if you imagine that everyone is hatching some dire plan to bring about your ruin... sweetheart, this is not the right profession for you. You will either take foolish risks that bring about exactly what you hoped to avoid or you will take no chances at all and earn nothing. At the least, you will end up feeling bitter, used and degraded because that's all you expected to feel, no matter how much cash you've got in your hand. More than 99% of the time, if screened effectively, the client is not an enemy.

On the lighter side... Ever been stood up for a date? It's something I think we all hate When you're early and not even late? And you're ready to just penetrate? You called and confirmed You had planned to lose sperm! So to hell with it, go masturbate!

I understand that you're feeling impatient and want answers to your questions, as well as some tips and strategies about how to do things. Every question you've asked about the law is answered, several times, in the Legal discussion and most are referred to extensively in other areas, as well. For the most part, the best information comes from established, long-time members of the board so pay particular attention to their posts. When it comes to things like strategies for working outcalls, transportation, etc., those are important considerations and most are also discussed on the boards, here. Frankly, the best way for you to learn how to deal with these things would be to start with a good agency. Since you've not said where you are, it will be difficult for anyone here to make a recommendation in your area. Please don't take offense at what I'm going to say, but this part of your post is likely to be considered deeply insulting, not only to many of the ladies here, but also to many of the gentlemen as well. One critical thing that you need to understand is that the best so-called "high end" paid companions defend and are protective of women who work outdoors and those who have health problems and addictions. You won't find much tolerance on this board for denigrating any SP, anywhere, because of her looks or personal habits. We do discuss safer sex all the time and while we generally advise prospective clients to seek companionship from a reputable independent or a good agency, we don't put down women who, for many serious and difficult reasons, face so many challenges that they must work in compromising conditions. Your assumption that many companions offer poor quality and/or unsafe encounters is troubling. I don't know which sex workers' blogs you have been reading, or where you get your information, but as someone who has worked as an independent for many years, both in Toronto and in Vancouver, what you describe is not my experience, anywhere. No one should have to engage in activities she deems to be unsafe. Ever. I have to say, though, that I think your problems will have to do with not knowing how to screen potential clients and not knowing how to manage the volume of requests you would receive as a "new girl." These are also reasons to begin to work with a good agency. Starting out as an independent is tempting, but it's frequently a very bad idea. Yes, you'll make less per call with an agency. But you'll also have lower expenses and you'll be working with people who do know what they're doing and how the industry works. You need that knowledge and expertise behind you and, frankly, you don't have it yet. Without it, you will inevitably get into trouble. Are you aware that this statement verges on hostility? If you truly believe these things, I have to say that you don't really understand what the misconceptions and myths about the sex trade are. Speaking for myself, I have been a paid companion for over a decade. I have never engaged in any activity that I felt was unsafe--assuming, that is, that you're referring to things that increase one's potential for exposure to STIs. I'm also old enough to be your mother. I have never considered myself to be in competition with anyone. I work hard and I make a good living. I attribute my success to accepting the realities of this profession, to identifying my particular market niche and serving it very well, and to gaining the respect of my colleagues. That last thing--the respect of colleagues--is essential. If you do decide to work as a paid companion, no one, no matter how well-meaning or close to you, will understand what your life is really like. You will need the support and care of other companions so that you can stay safe, make good decisions and get support when things go wrong. No one ever avoids having things go wrong, regardless of what they may say. But there are ways to avoid some problems that you may not even imagine exist and there are ways to manage the things that you can't avoid. In general, we don't discuss these things in public forums. You will need to gain others' support in order to have access to this information. If you're just investigating this as an option, I would recommend that you find something else or some other way to take care of your problems. The sex trade is not the right thing for most women. If you're seriously considering becoming a paid companion, my advice is to step back, take some calming breaths and clear your mind. Only a minute percentage of women enter the sex trade because it's their ideal, intended career path. Nearly everyone has had some significant problem in her life and suddenly needs to earn a lot of money fairly quickly. In other words, most don't start out in the best frame of heart and mind. You can still do it, but you need to be careful, you need to be thoughtful and you need to learn to listen. An arrogant attitude will be a liability. Over-confidence is a mask for fear that prevents addressing the things that cause fear to begin with.