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This thread hits close to my heart. Thank you, Karina, for being so forthcoming and honest about your feelings. It has created a safe environment for people to post about their own experiences. Hopefully we can all learn from one another, and move forward with compassion, kindness, and love for ourselves. Perhaps this isn't the appropriate place or time to discuss my experiences, but this story might illuminate the complexities of loving people, regardless of whether the relationship is bounded by the particular circumstances of the SP/client relationship. I hope this helps, Karina, and I hope others who are reading are compassionate and understanding. In May 2011, a client and I fell in love. Was it wrong? Definitely not. Was it complicated? Very. We had so much in common and he inspired me. He encouraged me to apply to law school, write poetry, start a blog, and share my thoughts with the world. At one point he bought me a beautiful leather bound journal and said I inspired him as well. We wrote e-mails to each other endlessly, and saw each other approximately every two weeks. He was writing a novel, and I was reading it and providing him feedback on it. The novel's love story turned out to be representative of the love he and I shared. As he learned more about my life, he would integrate those moments into the narrative. It was beautiful to see our love story unfold both on paper, via e-mail, and in real life. The problem: he was single but contemplating getting back together with his ex and I was in a relationship with a woman I married several months later. While on a trip to Chicago, he and I decided to part ways. After a morning of blissful relaxation, lovemaking, kissing, and caressing, we went out for lunch. I looked at him and said I felt very confused and conflicted. I told him I loved him, but that it was complicated. I asked him what we were doing, and whether we wanted to move forward with a 'relationship'. With hindsight, I recognize that we were already in a relationship, simply a relationship of a different nature. Neither of us had satisfying answers. My relationship with this client was bounded by the financial exchange, but I knew I would lose my relationship with my partner if I continued to see him. We walked to Millenium Park and sat on a bench, and watched people walk by. We held hands, and we both cried and mourned the end of our relationship. While he and I were negotiating my departure from Chicago (and the relationship) we had doubts. He said "even how we have discussed this, with so much love, compassion, and understanding, makes me wonder whether we are making a mistake Nathalie" I shook my head, I wasn't sure. I went home to my partner, told her what happened, and that was the beginning of the end of my relationship with her. We separated in the summer of 2012. At the time, I made the decision that made sense for me. I have no regrets. However, Karina, I would ask that you not romanticize relationships that aren't bounded by a financial exchange. Money does not necessarily corrupt authentic love and intimacy, rather, it's our discomfort with the idea of mixing both that causes tension. I think it's important to keep in mind that most relationships have unnegotiated financial dynamics (for example, many marriages and long-term relationships) which can cause much more tension than the honest and open communication that's possible with clients in this industry. If it feels right to you, then tell him, whilst simultaneously keeping in mind all the questions, comments, and concerns raised by Samantha Evans as well as others. None of us are walking in your shoes (or his). Wanting to keep love, intimacy, and care in one world, and money in another is what most people do, but we should all have a better understanding of what really happens in this industry... it is so much more complicated than that, isn't it?

I'd just like to point out here, just because an sp/ma doesn't shower at your location, doesn't mean she doesn't bathe. In my personal experience, when I'm doing an outcall, I NEVER shower at the gents location, I always wait until I get home and do that immediately upon walking through door after i take off my shoes and hang my jacket. Having worked in another much more dangerous city early in my career, I have had money and other property stolen while I was bathing, and on another occasion was actually locked in the bathroom and held against my will. Hence, I do not trust a stranger to be totally vulnerable ( in a bathroom with water running where i cannot see or hear what's going on) and leaving my property unattended while bathing in unfamiliar environment. Not only that, but I don't like the idea of using someone's else's shower, soap or towels when I have all these items that are mine at my home, plus my shampoo and other girly cleansing items that men rarely if ever have. Bathing time is very intimate time for me, especially after a rendezvous, it's my time to decompress and unwind. Therefore,it's something prefer to do in the privacy and comfort of my own home. Even in my own incall, I wait until my guest has departed and I'm alone to bathe. Just because you don't observe lady bathing doesn't mean she doesn't do it, some of us prefer to keep some aspects of our lives private;)

Rated by whom and for what? Your 10 might be my 5 and vice versa. This is a pretty subjective enterprise my friend. Do you like BBWs? Spinners? BDSM? Prostate massage? GFE? PSE? You can't rate something as individual as sexual taste.

I thought long and hard about an great post as my 6000th. I finally settled on a thank you.... To the mods for your diligence in ensuring that this site remains a positive and enjoyable forum. To the ladies who offer support and cyber friendship, which I never thought I would find when I first began my journey as an SP. To the gentleman I have met and those I have not whose contributions are witty, intelligent and entertaining. I am soooo happy to be a part of this wonderful community and plan to enjoy another 6000 posts!

This column is related to the previous article I posted about Rehtaeh Parsons, but also addresses the Steubenville gang rape in the US which was similar in many respects. The primary difference of course being that in the Steubenville case, charges were laid and the rapists were convicted. Even after the convictions however there was still an unbelievable amount of victim blaming that continued. Rehtaeh Parsons: Yet Another Rape Victim to Blame? Toula Foscolo: Huffington Post- Posted: 04/09/2013 12:23 pm When I recently wrote a column about the two young men in Steubenville who were found guilty of raping an unconscious 16-year-old girl, I received a number of thank-you emails from readers - both male and female. I also received a 1000-word diatribe from a reader, about how the girl in question was inebriated, drank way too much to handle herself, and shouldn't have been there at all. To make a long reply short, the reader basically felt the need to explain that she deserved what was coming. He felt so justified, and so unapologetic about his explanation, that, not only did he sign the letter, he also left his professional credentials as a... life coach, should I feel the need to contact him again. After all, the way that girl drank herself into a stupor, what choice did those two boys have BUT to rape her? I stared at that letter for a solid ten minutes. Having written an opinion column for the better part of seven years now, I'm used to the accolades and the anger. Few reactions faze me. But this reader's casual and flippant dismissal of the rape charges against these young men, his easy justification of a brutal and violent act, left me deeply troubled, and only served to reinforce what - deep down inside -- I already know. That, despite what we tell ourselves, what we hear, what legislation has been enacted over the years, we still live in a world that prefers to justify rape - or at the very least, excuses it away, case by case. The evidence in the Steubenville case was undeniable and was to be found - for all to see in horrifying detail - on social media, in texts and video footage shown in court. These boys dragged her around like a rag doll, violated her repeatedly, and urinated on her as others watched on. They recorded themselves doing this, while all along laughing and yelling that she was"'deader than OJ's wife." We're not talking about drunken high school shenanigans. We're talking about the unflinching, callous, and violent degradation of a young woman. A young woman their own age and running in their own circles, whom they should have protected, and yet chose to prod, poke, violate, and rape, like she was an inanimate object; a sex toy for their amusement and pleasure. The way CNN and other major media outlets reacted to the verdicts (the way they bemoaned the fate of these "promising young men") was appalling and worthy of the public outcry it generated. The way Barbara Amiel justified it made me sick to my stomach. And yet, despite the cringe-worthy video evidence, people still had the gall to question and publicly shame and blame the victim. Because, like I stated in my column, rape is still the only type of violence where the victim is questioned, doubted, and sneered at. The only type of violence where women's skirt hems are measured, alcohol consumption judged, past sexual history used against them and as a barometer of how much fault they should be assigned. Because, that one silent, accusatory question still continues to fester in many people's minds: she must have done something to bring this on, right? Just like 17-year-old Halifax student Rehtaeh Parsons must have done something to bring on what happened to her, when she went to a friend's house 17 months ago (only 15 at the time) and was allegedly raped by four young boys. Four young boys who, not only violated her, but then decided it would be hysterically funny to take pictures of her and distribute them at her school and her community. The victim-blaming culture that we live in, the fallout was inevitable. Rehtaeh was shunned, sneered at, mocked relentlessly. Depression, anger, and thoughts of suicide overtook her. Police were slow to investigate, and even slower to lay charges. Despite the pictures going viral, there was apparently "not enough evidence" to prosecute the four boys. Last Thursday, Rehtaeh hanged herself in the bathroom. This past Sunday, her family took her off life support. We, as a society, recoil in horror at such tragedies, but fail to see the triggers that normalize violence against women. We shrug them off as unrelated. But they're not. About a week ago, I read about rapper Rick Ross getting into hot water for his lyrics encouraging date rape, by extolling the hours of fun one can have with MDMA, also known as Molly. "Put Molly all in her champagne, she ain't even know it. I took her home and I enjoyed that, she ain't even know it." Aside from the atrocious grammar that Ross is guilty of, he's basically rapping about slipping a drug to an unsuspecting woman and then raping her without her knowledge. When women's groups reacted with outrage, Ross backtracked and issued the lamest non-apology you've ever heard of. "I would never use the term 'rape'," he said, taking the opportunity to condescendingly refer to his female fans as "queens" and "sexy ladies". "Hip hop don't condone that." Only thing is, hip hop does condone that. All the bloody time. "See me I'm all up on your bitch means I'mma rape her/ All I got for these hoes is dick, duct tape and a stapler." -- Lloyd Banks featuring Akon and Eminem - "Celebrity" And here's DMX rapping about raping a minor. No big deal. It's just music, right? "Tryin' to send the bitch back to her maker/ And if you got a daughter older then 15, I'mma rape her"- DMX - "X Is Coming" Most rappers have such heinously disrespectful lyrics, I have a hard time repeating them here, but one must confront the ugly, misogynistic truth if one is to discuss it. Out of all the songs whose lyrics I looked at, there was only one "romantic" song I found that Snoop had written. It's title? "I miss that bitch." I know; it brought a tear to my eye too. We can say what we like, women's groups can make as much noise as they can, but the truth remains; we live in a culture that normalizes violence towards women, justifies its existence, seeks to blame the victim instead of the perpetrator. Especially if the perpetrator looks like a good kid from a good family with a good future ahead of him. According to the American Medical Association, sexual violence, and rape in particular, is the most under-reported violent crime. Of every 100 incidents of sexual assault, only six are reported to the police. Six... I think of the other 94 that remain in the dark, and I want to cry for them. My heart aches for the women who stay silent, keeping their shameful secret like a festering wound that never quite heals; potentially foregoing therapy and grappling with lifelong issues of sexual intimacy and trust, asking themselves time and time again what they could have done differently. Is it any wonder that so many women choose not to report a rape, when one sees the public blaming and ruthless finger-pointing that takes place, the moment a woman finds the courage to expose her raw wounds for all to see? When one sees the public sympathy expressed for the poor "promising" young men and the one silly mistake that took them and their "bright futures" down? When one sees rappers, like Rick Ross who is paid by Reebok to be a paid sponsor by the way, get to backtrack and issue statements that reinforce and justify the rape mentality we're surrounded by? If you've incapacitated a woman to the point that she doesn't even know where she is, and then you have sex with her, that's called rape, Rick. Even if you coyly don't refer to it as rape in your song, it's still rape. Just like you can call something an apology and have it be anything but an apology. Words matter. Public reactions matter. Justifications matter. The reticence to investigate matters. Sometimes they speak louder than the legislation we have in place protecting us. Sometimes they tell us a story we don't want to hear. Follow Toula Foscolos on Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/toulastake

CH, I just read into Luxe's post as an SP's perspective. Maybe a little off-topic but perhaps there was a developing perspective being made? I don't think any insult was being implied. Just my $0.02.

There has been many discussions, about manscaping lately on this board, however I've been seeking a MA or SP to provide this service to myself for quite sometime. Needless to say after some good communication between Miss Inara-Lee and myself, we connected and set a date to meet each other at CMJ West location when I got back from my vacation. I also wanted to ensure that Miss Inara-Lee was okay with this rec, so I was late posting it, we met a week ago. I brought my shaving instrument, and I thoroughly enjoy the huge showers at CMJ, they come with a bench inside them where a gent can sit down, and be quite comfortable while a lady can perform the task of manscaping. I was met at the door by the gorgeous and sexy Molly, who walked me to my room, and Miss Inara-Lee came in and introduced herself to me and gave me a nice welcomed hug. It was not long before our clothes were hung up and we headed for the shower. Miss Inara-Lee was pretty excited about performing this service to me, we both got lathered up, and it wasn't long before I was at attention. I sat on the bench and Miss Inara-Lee lathered up my private areas, and having her on her knee's between my legs she started to gently and closely shave me where I was requiring some shaving ;) With her permission from her album, here is a photo of this stunningly sexy lady ;) Naked in front of me in the shower, on her knees between my legs was totally "hot" and arousing! It was so erotic and sensual having her holding my "...." and razor in other hand shaving away, and she did a fabulous job, having me aroused and being ever so gentle with a very smooth finish. She was surprised about how "smooth" I was there ;) Told her it was because I shave there regularly. She also shaved around my nipples, as I enjoy, nipple clamps, light biting,sucking on my nipples, she shaved just around them, and of course tweaked them, pinched them and lightly bit them for me when she finished around nipples...GOOSEBUMPS galore! Loved it! After our erotic play time together it was not long before we headed for the massage room. Miss-Inara-Lee has that sensual,soft to hard touch giving a very erotic massage on my back, and entire legs,feet, with beautiful back slides, feeling her gorgeous body up and down my back. I flipped over, she simply used her strong hands and arms and massaged me further from head to toes, than the erotic fun came into play and it was very sensual and sexy. Miss Inara-Lee knows how to seduce a man and knows how to heighten your experience when having a erotic massage, after all she is your kinky confidant so just ask her politley what you like, I'm sure she will let you know. She is not on the schedule much at CMJ but when she is there don't hesitate to book time with her, as she is a gem :) and what a body, I loved her body art and her personality. I hope she will provide the service again to me as I thoroughly enjoyed my session with her. Thanks Miss Inara-Lee! her profile http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/member.php?u=81559 Pete BTW I'm always seeking ladies that will/would feel comfortable performing this service, I find it so erotic.

Empty, several antidepressants are notorious for making orgasms more difficult to achieve. For people who have trouble with premature ejaculation, this can be a good thing because it helps them regain control over their response. But for others, like you, who find that orgasms are simply impossible, there are alternative medications that may not have the same side effect. Did you discuss this problem with your doctor? I recognize that some men feel very uncomfortable talking about sex and their erectile function with their doctor, but I want to assure all of you that your doctor hears about these problems several times a day, or more. Your doctor should not be unkind, harsh or judgmental with you if you talk about a sexual matter. If he or she is, they're the problem, not you. Find another doctor! Problems with sexual function are not trivial in the least. Our culture is puritanical and encourages us to feel that we shouldn't want sex very much, that there's something to be ashamed of when we we want it, and that there's something virtuous about not having sex. These are moral judgments, though, not medical ones. If you're having sexual function difficulties, you may be having vascular or neurological problems. The veins, arteries and nerve endings in our genitals are very fine and very sensitive, especially in comparison to those in, say, our arms or legs. When they aren't functioning properly, that can be one of the early signs of a growing, significant health problem such as heart disease, diabetes or circulatory disease. If the problem is due to a drug side effect, it's still serious because it may lead to a general deadening of sensation if it goes on for very long. It is unfortunately true that what we don't use we may lose! If you find that you've enjoyed sex for a long time but you don't enjoy it or want it now, please also consider that as a sign of a significant change. Men, in particular, should feel a need to have ejaculations regularly, all their lives. It's a biological requirement for the production of healthy sperm. Please take your body seriously. Pay attention to significant changes. Don't diagnose yourself--"I'm getting older," or "this always happens after menopause"--because the chances are that you're wrong! It is normal for human beings to have healthy, satisfying sex for our entire lives, including in our 80s and 90s.

My fantasy was always more of the academic office variety ;) Oh Professor, please don't fail me, I'll do anything. That sort of thing :)

There's a lot of very good advice here, Karina. While telling this gentleman your feelings could be good, pay attention to the wise advice you've received from Old Dog and Cat. Take some time to think about you, too. [--][--]How are you feeling, in your own life, right now? [--][--]What kinds of stresses and concerns are you dealing with in your life? [--][--]Ours is one of the loneliest professions in the world. We spend time with many people but few ever know us well. We need to maintain good boundaries for the sake of our clients and for ourselves. Most of the time, our friends and family don't know how we're making a living or, if they do, they don't approve. It can be difficult to integrate both parts of our lives--professional and personal. Who knows you well and knows about the reality of your life and work? What kind of care and support do you receive from them? [--][--]When was the last time you had a great evening with friends or family? [--][--]When was the last time you took a vacation by yourself or with a friend or family member? [--][--]Most of the women in our line of work are kind, nurturing, compassionate, highly intuitive givers who get a lot of satisfaction out of caring for other people. One thing many of us struggle with, in our personal lives, is feeling that others care for us. If you get sick, who makes soup, brings you some tea, a movie or a stack of books? Who remembers your birthday without being reminded? Who calls you just to say hello, not to get you to do something for them? [--][--]How many clients are you seeing, on average, each week? [--][--]Do you take last-minute meetings or do you know a day or two ahead of time who you'll be seeing? [--][--]Do you see more clients than you'd like to because you need the money? Or are you working hard to advertise and communicate with potential clients but not actually entertaining as many or as often as you think would be ideal? [--][--]Our clients come to us for sex. Sure, other things are part of the encounter--talking, sharing a meal, exploring one another's thoughts and ideals. Those things are often part of what makes sex work really well for us women. Only you can know whether you've really enjoyed the sexual intimacy in your work. Be honest: how has it been for you, especially in the last couple of months? Even when our bodies respond, becoming aroused, having orgasms, we might feel that something is missing, or that our responses are almost automatic. Other than with this particular client, when have you felt lust, deep desire, yearning and exaltation for someone? [--][--]When you entered our profession, what were your long-term plans? Maybe you thought you'd work for a year or two. Perhaps you were needing to earn some money, quickly, and then realized that you might be able to pay for your education, put some money away for the future, buy a house or do some other significant thing. What goals did you have? [--][--]Every paid companion should have a retirement plan, whether that's based in putting away a certain amount of money, reaching a particular age, or being in a position to pay for something important for her future. What was your plan, originally? Has it changed, and if so, how and why? [--][--]With many important things in our lives, the reasons we start doing something are often different from, and less important than, the reasons we continue. How might this be true for you, as a paid companion? [--][--]Have you had a boyfriend or partner while also working as a paid companion--even one who may not have known about your work? If you did, what was it like for you to work and have that intimate relationship? Did you feel that the two things gave you energy? Did you feel that one got in the way of the other sometimes? If your boyfriend or partner knew about your work, how did he handle it? Did you believe what he said? Did his behaviour match his words? Some time ago, I had a client who was perfect. He never hit a false note, never did even the tiniest little thing wrong or at the wrong time. Over a couple of months, I saw him three or four times a week, for two or three hours at a time. The erotic pendulum swung very wide and never wobbled at any point in its arc from tenderly gentle to wildly kinky. I have never, in all my adult life, known anyone who always knew exactly how to touch me, where to touch and when to do it. It felt like he could look deep inside me and find things that I wasn't really sure were there. It was exhilarating. It was madness of the most delightful kind. He paid me a small fortune, though after the first couple of meetings I hardly noticed. It couldn't have continued the way it was, though. Heated romance like that always burns out eventually, and I knew it. When I realized that our interaction was basically taking over my life, not in terms of the amount of time we were spending together, but in the amount of time I was spending with him in my mind, when he was gone, and when I recognized that he may have been the best sexual partner I'd ever had but he really didn't know anything about me (and that maybe that's why it worked so well), and that my own emotions were driving me very strongly, I stopped seeing him. For weeks, I felt bereft. I felt empty. I felt dull. But after awhile, I started to feel myself again. A year or so later, he asked to see me again and I agreed. Having had some time to ponder, I was curious about what had happened. It was as good, or better, than it ever had been. And so I ended it permanently. Others might have made a different choice. But for me, this was more like an addiction than the kind of love I want to feel and to give. Everyone wants to be loved. No one ever feels loved enough. We all feel insecure about the love we feel, whether we're showing it adequately, whether it matters to the ones we love. I think this is part of being human. I also think that, if there's a grand purpose for our lives, it is to learn to love others, even when loving doesn't bring us what we most deeply need for ourselves. Love and be careful.

A couple of sports related videos that brought tears to my eyes... you really need to watch both. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rgtJkx8S0_0 and http://squatlo-rant.blogspot.ca/2013/04/grab-kleenex-footage-from-nebraskas.html

I will be there at lunch time the day before......with my tent camper and fire pit, and smokies, and beer cooler and my date if she isn't too embarrassed ? I WILL get a ticket !!!!! Snow, rain, sleet won't chase me away....maybe hail or a big bull moose would but maybe not.... If the beer cooler is half empty I may run but if it is half full I am there for the long haul ;)

Hello Gentlemen! My name is Talia, and I am a massage provider working out of an upscale spa in the west end. I've got a model-thin body with a gorgeous face, captivating eyes, and curves in all the right places! I love to create an intimate and relaxed atmosphere where you can let yourself go and feel the stress of your life melt away under my hands. I know you're going to love my sensual massage, slippery bodyslides, and great personality! As well, I am a former camgirl and I haven't lost my exhibitionist streak ;) My availability this week: TODAY: 3:30pm -9:00pm Wednesday: 9:00am -4:00pm Saturday: 9:00am -4:00pm If you'd like to make an appointment or ask me more about myself, send me a text at 613-809-8984 (NO CALLS), send me a private message, or book directly through the spa at 613-820-8887

Turning off the furnace, opening the windows and still being able to dance around naked!

I had one employee that I interviewed and hired a few years ago. She was actually brilliant at her job and I was please with my choice as an employee. However, over a little time she would innocently flirt with me and find reasons to have to come and talk to me about whatever projects she happened to be working on and being that she was 15 years younger than me I admit I found it cute and endearing. From time to time I definately would daydream about laying her up on my desk pulling up her skirt and going down on her then turning her around and ...... I digress. It was all "just daydreaming" until one day she came into my office and closed the door. I had no idea what she was up to until she turned and sat infront of me, she was crying. She opened up to me about her life and boyfriend and their problems and how he had cheated on her. She went on for a little while and I just listened but eventually she stopped reached over and touched my hand across the desk and said, "why couldn't he be like you". She just didn't say another word just stared at me and waited for my response. In my head alarm bells were ringing and I was like, "oh fuck, awkward moment". In my wisdom, I went off on a speech about youth and love and how she had so much more to experience and how there was surely a perfect person out there who whould cherish her in the way she deserved and maybe she could use the opportunity to make a fresh start in her life. I told her to look and wait for the silver lining. After I finished my talk I told her to go home for the rest of the day and just deflate. As soon as she left I picked up my phone and made a few calls and called in a couple of favours. The next day she mysterously got a call from a head hunter from one of my competitors who happen to need someone of just her skillset as a manager for one of their departments at a considerable pay and responsibility increase. That week she resigned and took the new job excited that such a great opportunity just found her just when she needed it. To this day she has no idea how it happened. My fantasy could have very easily become reality but that's not me to take advantage of any situation. I just need to find another fantasy now, a safer one. Chuck

Throw me the ball!

It's just amazing when you see how simple it is to make a difference. Sometimes we forget that people in need are just "people." Taking a few seconds out of a minute of your life might seem inconsequential in the grander scheme of things, but to a person that needs you, it can be miraculous. The football game was amazing - but the more touching clip was the basketball one. The kid could have done anything BUT he did the right thing, the human thing, that thing that will resonate with everyone who ever saw or heard about it. That's what life should be about... a mosaic of tiny magical moments that bring us all together as humans.

Awesome evening with a few of the CERB boys meeting up for beer and boobies. It was a slow start but we had great fun with the girls... Kelly (Rawr!!), Mia, Selma, Summer, Jolie, Chanel... oh we had a great night!!!

Tito and Tarantula - After Dark -

I'd love to come! It would be a great opportunity for me to introduce myself since I'm so new to the city! I'm sure some guys would appreciate an ebony lady to attend as well!!:wink:

Regardless of the emotional impact of being with someone else, it is important that people understand the physical aspect, the ethics of exposing your partner without her knowledge or consent. If you're in a sexually active relationship, and carrying on clandestine sexual relations, please PLEASE be aware of your responsibilities. You can choose to take whatever level of risk you feel comfortable with for yourself, but you have an obligation to protect anyone you've given reason to think is in a monogamous relationship with you.

My gosh! I am so excited! Thank you for organizing this! xo

I havent been to CMJ in a while. Actually it was the first time i went to CMJ east. The location is great as I live in that part of town and the western location is a bit far for me. That location was clean with a intimate feeling to it like the CMJ west. Since i havent been to CMJ in a while there was a lot of girls that i havent seen. Since Stacy was one of the girl working at CMJ east today i've decided to go see her. Her pictures on the website were nice but in person she is even more sexy and beautiful. We started with a nice shower together as this usually happens at CMJ. She did a nice sensual massage and was trying to make me as confortable as possible. The ending was the best i've had specially for someone i've just met. For people that have been to CMJ for a while i thought she was similar to Noami in term of sensual massage level. Stacy also speak french and that was a big plus for me as i love french speaking girls. I would definitely recommend her. Hope she stays at CMJ for a while because i plan on seeing her many times. Merci Stacy

To the few ladys of cerb that I have met and to the many more I hope to meet I have to take a time out for A few weeks [12] as i have just had trible bypass surg done Hope to see you all soon

I have always been a horny little slut, seeking out naughty adventures. ;) I used to have a lot of public sex, both indoor and outdoor, and work was no exception. There was one job in particular where I became very good friends with a male co-worker. He was my superior, so that made it even more fun. We fucked and sucked in just about every place we could find in that building (both inside and outside), during working hours. It's actually a wonder how we never got caught. One special time I vividly remember giving him a delicious blow job on our bosses desk when he was out. We had joked about it for months and finally went for it one day... oh my, what a naughty thrill!! ;) And no one was ever the wiser... It was always our forbidden little secret! Sometimes it's fun to think about all the illicit stuff that probably goes on around us all the time that we have no idea about!

CIM To bind or be bound

Well Cerb ladies.....I have had sex with many of you on my desk here and a little bit in the chair at work and it was awesome !!! ..... just sayin ;)

For a guy who thinks that being with a redhead is exotic, seeing an ebony lady is like adventure land.

I guess no info/review(s) could be taken as a review. Cheers,

Tuesday Mandy 9-4 aka "Candy Mandy" Samantha 9-5 aka "Naughty Samantha" Charlie 9-9 aka "Traveling Charlie" Hannah 9-9 aka "Hannahxo" Jennie 5-9 aka "ASTONISHING JENNIE" Talia 3:30-9 NEW aka "Talia" New Sexy Pics http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/member.php?u=22187 Come for a 4 hand massage in our getaway room....an experience you will never forget Ottawa's Best Room! ------HST included in ALL PRICES------ Regular Room spacious and in room shower Single Massage: --------30 minutes $55. --------45 minutes on special for $65. --------60 minutes $80. --------90 minutes $120. Session time @ Discretion of MA :wink: Duo Massage: --------30 minute on special for $80. --------45 minute on special for $100. --------60 minute on special for $130. Getaway Room Fee: Room Features a hot tub,6 ft custom shower and fireplace for your enjoyment Single Massage: --------30 minutes $70. --------45 minutes $85. --------60 minutes $100. --------90 minutes $150. Session time @ Discretion of MA :wink: Duo Massage/Couples Massage: --------2 Attendant --------30 minute $100. --------45 minute $120. --------60 minute $150. Couples Massage: ------1 Attendant --------30 minute $70. --------45 minute $85. --------60 minute $100. ------HST included-------- Longer Session times available and at the Discretion of MA :wink: Hannah Recommendations http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?ltr=H&t=125137 Mandy Recommendation http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=120757 Talia Recommendations http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?ltr=T&t=127882 Jennie Recommendations http://www.cerb.ca/vbulletin/showthread.php?ltr=A&t=79946

I've been a first hand witness to Michaella's talent as well! Truly amazing!

Oh, isn't this a handy thread. I posted some random links on the front page the other day. I guess this would be a better place huh?

Why is it that regardless of how tired I am, I ALWAYS wake up in the middle of the night and can't get back to sleep??

Hello again Karina and one and all: One trend I see a lot of nowadays is the desire to compartmentalize or develop rules for almost any situation. Many things in life cannot be broken down, without losing their value, in such discreet ways because often it is the larger context which gives the experience its full meaning and value. In other words, your lives and perceptions are unique to you. No one else can fully understand what it is to be you. We can only do so through the context, and coloring of our individual, always biased to some degree, perceptions. After some reflection I can personally say that the only true red flag I watch out for in any situation is the urgent/pressured flag which screams "A decision must be made now." on one level or another. Which in my book is an indication that the entirety of the situation is not being considered. Relationships evolve over time and that needs to be taken into account. Don't rush, but do proceed as you uniquely see fit. Take care, PatrickGC

Why is it that my dog has all day to eat and drink water.., but she decides the best time is when I am ready to sleep.. Tv is off and there is no noise in the house... But her glup glup glup glup crunch crunch crunch... Lol

I am long, long overdue for saying wonderful things about this lovely young woman who lights up my life! :) I have had the pleasure of being with Alexandria four times over the past few months. Each and every time has been great! Alexandria is exactly the way she presents herself --- classy, sensual, petite, fun to be with...wonderful! Her profile photos give you a good a idea of her beauty, but fall a bit short because you can't see her lovely face and beautiful eyes and feel her silky smooth skin...I could stroke her lovely hair and caress her soft face and skin all day (and all night, if only I could....I have asked, but alas!) I am so glad to have found this lovely woman! I hope to have the chance to be with her again, and again, and again! :)

Thank you Luckyme for your great reviews! You obviously care for your partners a lot. Hugging, caressing and being together... Love, in all its forms, is a wonderful thing!

Regarding King Joffrey, I'd agree I can't stand him, but in context I think he's perfect. He's a character I love to hate. He's meant to get under our skin and make us alternatively shake our fist at the tv when he gets away with crap and cheer whenever he gets comeuppance. I wouldn't put that on the same level as characters who make a show unwatchable due to poor acting, writing, etc. Another of my own entries to the list: I used to love watching House, but couldn't stand any scene with Amber Tamblyn's character: Now Olivia Wilde's character on the other hand...I think I'm running a fever!

Two Broke Girls... Can't watch the show. The writing is horrible and even though these girls are attractive - the lines they have to deliver makes me want to vomit.

Why are people such haters? Jealousy is such an ugly quality! Cheers to those who support others.

Ahhhhh Nepean.... I hear the streets are paved with gold there.... and Barrhaven... home of the famed Elven folk....

The original question was whether it is wrong to fall for a client. In my view it is never wrong to fall in love. It's all the things we do when we are in love, and the things we expect/demand of those we love, that sometimes are wrong. I say this as a hopeless romantic. Porthos

One of THE great bums, our own Claire Heavens

Karina... Spending intimate time with a client or conversely when we spend intimate time with a provider is bound to have emotional challenges. Intimacy comes not only from the body, it comes from the mind and spirit. The greater the time spent with another human being, the greater the bond is that is being forged. Is it wrong? Absolutely not; it's human. Therein lies the challenge. The challenge is fulfilling that desire, that need to requite, to validate. The checklist is infinite but you probably should ask yourself a number of questions. First, does he share the same strength of passion for you? If the answer is yes, it becomes simpler and more complicated. It is however the key in determining whether your feelings are insatiable or open to further provocation. Second, if the answer to the first is yes, are you both willing to make sacrifices - significant sacrifices - to see the relationship flourish or flounder? Men, for the most part, do not share well. Your current career is an avocation that might not be in line with his traditional values; he might not be willing to accept a partner that has intimate relationships with other men. It's a paradox, considering the nature of your current relationship, but it is a clear delineation - a line in the sand. Would you be willing to forego your current position to fulfill a relationship that may or may not work out? Further to this - would he be free to make the choice to be with you, without making significant personal sacrifices? Is he married? Does he have children? Does he have a career? Would his family accept the relationship? The typical client-provider relationship is safe because it is discrete and fulfilled at the end of each session. Guilt is diminished - it's a transaction of the flesh rather than of the heart. When you add emotion, the intimacy is enhanced and the safeguards come down - you genuinely give yourself to him as a whole - but the price to yourself is vulnerability. YOU need HIM. It's a struggle that many people on both sides of the industry face. It can be incredibly beautiful. It can also be psychologically crippling. The best advice I can give? Be analytic. Before you approach him, ask yourself whether you would be willing to make equal or greater sacrifices to the ones you may have to ask him to make. Ask yourself whether you really know him or whether you just idealize him. It's far easier to love the idea of a person than actually live with that person. It's a tough one that each of us has to deal with. I don't know whether I have helped at all or over complicated things - but I do hope that I have given some food for thought. A quote comes to mind, not written by Shakespeare but of that era: "Love is the most beautiful of dreams and the worst of nightmares."

I voted "Hells Yeah, Rawr"! :) I like beards, goatees and clean shaven too, but a little scruff always has a special place in my heart. Obviously I like it to be hygienic, but I am okay with it being a little rough and scruffy :) Gerard Butler is a man who does a beard well. Not too pretty, but not too jungle-esque:

This is an interesting article. http://www.independent.co.uk/voices/comment/men-buy-sex-for-many-reasons--as-a-sex-worker-i-can-tell-you-they-dont-deserve-to-be-criminalised-8562185.html Lara xxx

It truly is a crapshoot and the house usually wins. BTW, you are not the house. In Ottawa, you pay more, and get less.Patience is a virtue, as you'll have to wait for that golden egg. Yes, Asian ladies are very feminine and delicate, just not the left overs that Ottawa gets. Stereo type mode: Chinese will tend to be service oriented, Korean are prettier, but thinks that they are some sort of princess, with very few exception. Advertised age is grossly understated by a decade or two. Body is good, face isn't If gambling isn't your thing, let the season guys do a TOFTT and report back. We usually have troopers here who would sacrifice themselves for the team. CH, Curiousm ... Just to name a few. Lots of troopers ... We're givers ;)

In early September 2012, there was a point that I actually thought that post 5000 was never going to happen. In fact, I wasn't really sure that morning would happen, at least for me. Labour Day weekend is supposed to be eventful. It's when we say goodbye to summer and get ready for the colder months ahead. Pack away the summer stuff and bring out the long sleeves. Close down the cottage. Make plans for the air conditioner and the patio furniture. My labour day weekend began with a sense of draining. I had no energy. Walking was an effort. A shower required a nap after. Drying my hair took my breath away. I knew something was wrong, but my stubbornness said, "sleep it off, it's been a tough summer and you are just run down." It was more than that. I had a major heart attack. It was weird... no sudden chest grasping pain... just a sense of draining... like superman with kryptonite. That's when CERB stepped up. I mean it. CERB saved my life. Isabella Gia and Barrhaven Woody came over and took me to the hospital. They waited with me in the waiting room and stayed there until they knew I was being cared for. But it didn't stop there. I was in hospital for a week. Woody came to visit. Isabella came to visit and then came again with home cooked food. Cat and one of her kittens came to see me daily. Bethany, Phaedrus, Luxe and Alger all came bearing cups of coffee, muffins and most importantly, love. Alger left work early to come and pick me up at the hospital to take me home. When I got there, Boomer and Mister T had made food and left it in my fridge. Angela had gone to get my prescriptions. There were messages from Annessa, Nicolette, Gabriella, Samantha, EMB, Meg, Sara, Malika and Dorinda... and a very special message from Amelia ;) I was in tears. You have no idea how much I love my CERB people. It's more than that though. My CERB people are not just relegated to a small hidden part of my life. They are central. I am actually tearing up writing this... but they are happy tears... I have had so many visitors and so many messages It's hard to mention everyone... dammit. There are so many people that have made a difference and still make a difference in my life. You all make a difference whether you think so or not. So to everyone I have mentioned above and these few more, I give my thanks, my love and my friendship. Areez, Wendigo, Jazzitup, The General, AreJayEll, Lee Richards, Andy of Halifax, Toine, Spud, Notch, RG, Melly, Touch, RoyalFun, Scott, Steve, Silverado, Lone Skater, Mr Nice ... great guys. The best. Passion Vitto, Julie Wilde, Georgiana, Nathalie, Sami, Nikki Thomas, Emily, Emma, Cindy, Peachy, Soleil, Penelope, Katherine, Sophia, Alyssa, Cleo, Jasmine J, Jazy, Kimmy, Evelyne, Kianna, Chantal, Claire, Berlin, Alexxandria, Shortcake, GeGe, Alanna, Kerri, Ava ... damn... there are so many.... but you ladies in particular fill my life with joy every day. I wish I could write the name of every person that has made this time less difficult.... but threads have a finite amount of space... and I am getting sleepy. If I missed a name it wasn't out of spite... it's because I am old. Anyhow... this thread is for you. You have made my life worth living in these past few months and years... you make me smile, you make me laugh and you make me want to share a bit of myself with all of you. And I am going to say it, unabashedly, unashamed and without any hesitation. I love all of you.