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I agree with you. Everything about the experiences with Megan is good. However, for this special event, I wanted something that she does not offer.

The first thing that came to my head was "I take the short bus and they talk slowly to me". Extra long, extra hot, extra convenient, extra terrestrial I hope.

My birthday is on Friday and I decided to treat myself to an extra special massage on Thursday. Now I am distracted and can't finish my damn report. The anticipation is killing me:stiletto:

I met Catty yesterday afternoon. It was a lovely experience. She is sweet, smells great, has a sparkling personality, soft curves, and a special treat for me, puffies. This was my first time at the location and I did not know what to expect. It was clean, convenient and fairly discrete. I enjoyed myself and will be back.

The NuDen is my "normal" go-to club. Easy to find, easy to park, close to work and on the way to the airport from the East end. I always have a good time. The beer is cold. The girls are hot. The dance is on my lap.

I like Tiffany Amber. I liked her right away. She is curvy, sweet, pleasing, and just all around lovely. Yesterday was the first time I had a massage from her but it will not be the last. She gives a great massage - firm, thorough, and just enough to work out the knots. Her location is easy to get to. The room has the right mirror angles and lighting to enjoy the view. Tiffany is easy to talk to, has the kind of curves that I find dangerous, and...and ymmv...when the energy starts to flow, she follows through by providing great reactions to my feedback. It was very easy to connect with her. Ahhh. Life can very very good. Thank you Tiffany for a lovely break from a crazy day.

Not leaving may cost you extra.:smile:

Watching the people all decked out. Shoulders loosen, lips unpurse, people laugh, kids get excited, grandparents smiling...

Humans are creative. I am just looking forward to the next "new" thing. My last two "encounters" were found on twitter.

Sounds like a hobby to me. Like model trains, you play with them all the time but when you do, the chugga-chugga, choo-choo sound brings delight.

Thanks for the replies. This is very interesting and confirms my original thoughts. The full time academics are mostly tied up by issues of promotion and tenure. As a visiting lecturer at several campuses in Ontario, Quebec, and New York State, I will continue to play with those who make themselves available. My role is not that different than a service provider. I love what I do but I only stick around as long as I get paid - well.:smile:

I have been on a lecture tour this Fall. On two occasions, in Toronto and Washington DC, students in the lecture hall have been my "belle du jour" while I was visiting. They were both nursing students. In both instances, nothing was said that would have given each other away during the lecture. They both came up afterwards and said what a pleasure it was to meet me and that they enjoyed the lecture. The coincidence is interesting and I wonder how often this happens. When I was 18 I received an education from my 40 year old history professor. Is this still going on. I thought with PC behavior on campus this would get one fired.

He was/is very talented. I gave him twenty bucks one night and he wrote two of the most beautiful pieces. I only wonder what could have been if he had a publisher - or did and left.

Great day yesterday. I learned a new term: HBBJ (Happy Birthday Blow Job). Had 3 and all were glorious. Posted via Mobile Device

Love Canada Day- helps that its my birthday too! Posted via Mobile Device

http://sexuality.about.com/b/2010/06/28/swingers-sex-workers-stis-same-data-different-day.htm On Friday I wrote about a study in the Netherlands of swingers STI rates. Usually when I read research that involves data and statistics I have a piece of paper beside me and I write the numbers out as I read them. Numbers, after all, represent something. The experience of sitting there and reading an academic paper can be so unbelievably boring and also passive, it's easy to take in the information without feeling or thinking too much about it. I find that re-writing the data on my own forces me to pay close attention, think carefully about what I'm doing, and even feel something about the data set. I did this with the swinger STI data. Here's what it looked like: chlamydia MSM, 10.2% straight people, 9.7% swingers, 6.4% sex workers, 4.2% gonorrhea MSM, 6.3% sex workers, 0.8% straight people, 0.6% swingers, 4.3% combined MSM, 14.2% straight people, 10.1% swingers, 10.4% sex workers, 4.8% These numbers represent the percentage of people from each group that tested positive for chlamydia, gonorrhea, or both (MSM stands for "men who have sex with men"). This isn't the order or form that the data were presented in the paper, but that's part of why doing this is a good exercise. When I draw the data on a page I do it several different ways, sometimes there are doodles too. But I digress. The point of this post is that what struck me about the data after transposing it onto my own paper was the STI rates for sex workers. Most of the media coverage of this article has noted this too. Well, sort of. The coverage has mostly talked about the sex worker rates in the context of how shocking it is that swinger rates are higher than sex workers. No one said anything about how much LOWER the sex worker rates were. Looking at these numbers we see that for this (admittedly small, and non-representative) group of people, sex workers had less than half the rate of STIs as other people coming to the clinic for testing. Does it surprise you that sex workers had lower rates of STIs than swingers, MSM or the fourth, utterly generic, "heterosexual" category? It might. After all, the dominant narrative about sex workers is that they are fundamentally broken, and probably diseased. This is the story we read in the newspapers, the one we see on TV, the one we encounter in most online discussions, regardless of the stated sexual politics of those having the discussions. This is the story we know because we're usually told stories about sex work from people who aren't sex workers (although if you take the time to look, their voices are out there). The truth is that sex workers as a group are no more homogeneous than any other group, and no more broken than actors in LA or psychiatrists in ERs. And while sex workers are at greater risk for STIs because of their work, it doesn't always mean they've got them, as this particular study points out. I don't know enough about STI rates among sex workers so I called a good friend who has been involved for many years in sex worker rights in Canada. The first thing she told me was that looking at the numbers reminded her of something Danny Cockerline, a Canadian male sex worker and activist is often quoted as having said; "most people get STDs for free." He also apparently said it specifically about HIV, but essentially what he meant was that people are less likely to get STIs when they're paying for it. She cautioned me not to generalize based on this small study. She said that it isn't necessarily surprising that if you take a country where sex work is decriminalized, where the population as a whole have better access to sex information, education, and sexual health services, and where sex workers have access to basic human and legal rights, that you'd find sex worker STI rates were low. After all, sex workers have been among the most organized and outspoken activists and advocates for safer sex. At the same time, she reminded me, it's unsurprising that in places where sex workers don't have basic rights, where the population as a whole has higher rates of STIs, and where access to sex education and sexual health services are minimal, that you'd find STI rates higher among sex workers. I spend so much of my time bitching about quantitative data that today was a nice reminder for me that like almost anything else, numbers are what we make of them. Some people see these numbers and think about how bad it must be for swingers if they're worse off than sex workers. I see them and look at evidence of a powerful counter narrative that it's too easy to ignore.

I love my BDSM but not quite sure I would want to end it this way: http://newsblaze.com/story/20100626173309ianb.nb/topstory.html Robin Mortimer, 58, who was head of the RPM Motorsport team, died after a sado-masochistic sex session with a woman who boasts she is "Europe's most perverted dominatrix". Mortimer collapsed in a shower after a "torture" session with Mistress Lucrezia and her assistant Mistress Juno in Belgium. According to reports, Mortimer was given nitrous oxide, used as an anesthetic to prolong sadistic sex sessions. The two women involved have both been arrested and charged with assault and battery leading to death, without intent to kill. It is not unusual (in the BDSM world) for customers (mainly men) to indulge in sessions that involve physical pain, but most do not push the limit of their endurance. In fact a dominatrix will provide a "safe" word for the customer to use when that limit has been reached. Whilst the women involved in providing this unusual service normally take a great deal of care not to put a customer in serious danger, there is always a risk that a person may go too far. Although it may seem odd that a person is willing to pay quite large sums of money to receive such extreme pain, there are many millions of people around the world that do just that. Most people involved in bondage and sado-masochism limit their participation to fairly mild forms of pain and role play, usually at the hands of a leather clad mistress experienced in domination. It was no surprise that Mortimer's wife was unaware of his passion for BDSM, as few men have the courage to reveal their fantasies with their wives or girlfriends. Because of this reluctance by couples to share their kinkier interests, there are a number of sites on the Internet that specialise in bringing people together who have a mutual liking for such things. Alt.com is perhaps one of the most famous companies involved in catering for people with unusual tastes and boasts a membership of more than three million.

Fascinating post! The hobby is a hobby. I collect odd (not old, I said odd) motorcycles. They cost me to buy, insure, maintain, and fuel to ride. I love them all and they bring me pleasure. I love the search, the negotiation, the care and rubbing I put into them to make them as beautiful as possible. Not everyone appreciates what I see but it does not matter. I do it for the sheer pleasure of it. When I engage the loving services of a MA or SP it is for the sheer pleasure of it. I love the search, the getting to know one another, the rubbing and caressing to make me as hard as possible and her as wet as possible. They cost me hourly rates, little gifts, tips, occasional trips, time, effort, emotional tension sometimes but I love them all. Not everyone appreciates what I see but it does not matter. I do it for the sheer pleasure of it. It is not just about sex. I have a vanilla with streams of caramel partner and we have sex as well as all sorts of things that have nothing to do with sex and that sometimes get in the way. This is not a hobby it is a choice about lifestyle and family. I have long-time lovers in various cities that stay with me when I travel. This is not a hobby, it is a very adult form of friendship. I engage in various fetish activities that push my physical, emotional, spiritual boundaries. This is not a hobby it is part of my personal growth and discovery. All of these things have sex involved but only the hobby is a hobby. I love this hobby.

My place - have a salt water pool, sauna, jacuzzi. In the beautiful east-end.

glasses, crisp white blouse, black pencil skirt, silk stockings, 3 in heels - my favourite package to unwrap Posted via Mobile Device

Paypal - never show numbers and can be either bank or credit card

The first thing I noticed was her voice. When we connected on the phone I wanted to keep talking. Great voice. Fun and apparently willing to play. I booked a 3 hour appointment at my hotel room. She called from the lobby and up she came - so did I. Soft knock at the door and in she bounced. Ava is what I would consider a small bbw - but she has a great bounce. More on that later. Because we had some time, we talked and got know each other a little. She laughs easily. Her eyes sparkle. She breast heave when she laughs - very distracting. She touches you and you want to touch her. Light kisses turn to deep kisses. Let's freshen up. Crisp sheets and clean flesh is one of my favorite combinations of all time. Flesh against flesh - Ava has curves. Hips, breasts, thighs - all curved and begging to be explored. Her kisses are intoxicating. Her laugh makes you feel, fell just better. Her touch raises expectations and she does not disappoint. Wrapping her lips around your best friend, her breasts are great pillows as she draws you into her mouth and you want to explode. Wait for it. Wet, sweet, pink, responsive - she loves to have her pussy attended to - "wait, I want to cum with your cock inside me". How can any self respecting man deny such a request. The entry is delicious. She feels plush. She bounces as you stroke back and forth - I love watching large breasts bounce while fucking. She bounces. It makes me hard. I am struggling not to cum too soon. I want more of this. She laughs and squeezes her pussy around you. Her voice begs you to fuck her more and you only want to comply. Explosion. Breathing hard. Dripping sweat, I fall into her. She strokes my hair and we snuggle up into each other. Rather, I fall into her. We spend a long time wrapped up in each other. Sharing stories, laughing, teasing - simply a perfect night. Ava is now my favorite plush squeeze toy. Ava is delicious, seductive, deeply naughty and profoundly nice. I will see her again and again. We have plans to burn up the town next time. I think I may need more life insurance.

I think that I may pay Layla a visit this Friday - feeling a need to trace that gorgeous tattoo on her thigh.

I look like Steven Page, formerly of the Bare Naked Ladies - have even been asked for an autograph. I come by my interest in bare nekkid ladies honestly I suppose. I remember people by events and locations - as in where were they when we met on the journey.

I like em all - sometimes I want to be smothered by a big round booty, otherwise I just want to grab a little bum and slam it up and down on my cock. Its all good in my books. I adapt to the bum I have at hand. How's that for a survival skill? Posted via Mobile Device