HottieAdmirer

I got the same vague quote for a Boulder visit. I didn’t pursue.

So glad to see this. I arrive tomorrow and have arrangements with him later this. His communication is a delight, and he ticks all my boxes from his pics.

Hired him this week in Palm Springs. He knows exactly what he’s doing and love what he does. Responsive, authentic, passionate, and can take a real pounding and beg for more.

Update: Scheduled last month. He flaked. Have continued to text to set something up. Flaky and forgetful. Ad no longer up. Officially giving up.

*bump*

Ugh. Trevan. An absolute Dream Boy of mine but has flaked on me three times. We’ve never met, and I finally asked him to stop texting me.

Appointment made for later this month. I’ll report back.

I’m definitely intrigued, as well.

I’ve seen him twice for therapeutic massages. Pretty dang good. Sent my husband for the same service and he received a little extra. But he also experienced a weird girlfriend or roommate in the house and was told to wait in the car until she’d cleared out. No response to text messages or requests since. This was 6+ months ago.

Yeah, not a big city for a convention of that size. I’m from Pittsburgh originally (where I see you’re spending some upcoming time), and they had to work for years to add hotel rooms downtime to sufficiently host bigger conventions.

He’ll be back in the US this month. Miami and NYC.

Boulder here.

I think I know to whom you’re referring, and he does do a lot of group traveling with friends for skiing and concerts. And has a pretty impressive day job. The providing probably subsidizes the former.

For me, it’s getting comfortable with a Boy. If I’m home, I prefer to have them to my place after asking what their favorite foods are. Make them an exquisite dinner and get to know them, and progress tk the bedroom if there truly is a spark. If I’m traveling, it means meeting in the hotel bar or a very nice nearby bar for a drink and an actual conversation. I escorted for a summer about 20 (?!?!) years ago at a time in my life when I could easily charge for it and desperately needed the funds. It’s almost a Red Badge of Courage for me now. I did it when I could and when I needed it most. It’s a nice thing to have in common with the Boys providing today. (And, no, nobody ever treated me as nicely as I try to treat others today.)