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Cade Maddox is now in Montreal, according to his RM ad. From Oct 1 to 13. I sent him a message this morning on the RM chat so see whether he will respond. The last time he was in Montreal over a year ago it was for a shorter period and he didn’t respond to me. Will see if I have better luck this time. BTW I’m interested in how he got to Montreal as we are supposed to have a closed border with the US except for essential service workers. In my book, he’s ”essential”. Also Montreal has been put back into severe lockdown measures for the month of October so his timing couldn’t have been worse, IMO. Still...

I’ve had a number of sessions with two escorts and me over the years. I alway set it up myself and usually I knew at least one of the hires. It was always something I discussed with botH extensively beforehand to ensure compatibility and “terms of engagement”, so to speak. Always worked out well, even the one a few weeks ago.

you lucky devil.

Small hole openings are known to dilate, if given the opportunity and gentle persuasion. All of the other advice above is also useful. It’s also a mental game, you need to want it.

I’m assuming your trip was a number of decades ago. You touched on a couple of spots where I too had some marvellous sexual experiences with European men. Just two I’ll relate. The first in Nice, where in 1982 I met a hot Corsican at a club and went back to his apartment. He was shorter than me, built like a stud muffin, with a huge appendage. I remember his being a physiotherapist and his clinic was in his apartment in the old town near the harbour. It was a night of carnal bliss and I walked back to my hotel in the early morning, smelling the damp salt sea air as I trod the cobblestones. We kept in touch for a short period by mail and I still have his letters. The other experience was in Rome in 1979. I spent a week and met a Swiss man about my age at a gay club. The club was boring but we repaired to my hotel where we spent the night. We dated several more times that week, always ending up at my hotel. He was living in Rome and had numerous Italian gay friends and one night I had dinner with them all at one of their apartments. It was a bit like Boys in the Band, without the bitchiness. On our last night together, we ate at this marvellous restaurant operated by nuns. We corresponded for over a year later and I still have his many letters. One day I am going to have to burn these letters, amongst many others.

I was in touch with him a year ago but our schedules never meshed. At that time he was based in London, Ontario, a small town west of Toronto. He was travelling sometimes to Toronto and Montreal. Now, looking at his RM, he is all over the place, including upcoming trips to London, England, and back to various places in the US. Like Covid never existed. And the travel restrictions, quarantines, etc. Things aren’t going well in the UK. Neither in many parts of the US, and now even here in Canada. I’m still seeing some regulars but being fairly prudent. Certainly not looking at international travel. Most of my regular international guys are staying put.

Before electricity, they had scrub boards for doing your laundry. His abs remind me of those.

Oh yes, I should have added the reviewer always just writes, wow, amazing!!! or f..ing awesome or some variation of superlatives. Like an endorsement of a soap laundry. Never any description of the actual experience. If you look on RM, he posts reviews about every other day. Personally, I wouldn’t credit him as trustworthy. Others may disagree.

This escort, who appears to be new on RM, has one review. That reviewer has posted at least a hundred reviews, it seems, for every hot profile that appears on RM. He is really a dedicated reviewer and reminds me of those ladies who used to do newspaper reviews of new restaurants when I was young. I always supposed they ended up weighing 300 pounds, given their dedication to French sauces and rich desserts. LOL

There is anecdotal and then there are statistics. And there is history, which is only useful if people are aware of it. Unfortunately, most people are not schooled in history. I always think there is something to learn from other peoples’ experiences, or anecdotal evidence. But then there are the cold, hard facts of history, as much as we can trust the sources. Reading accounts of the black plague in Europe, where populations in large centres such as London were reduced by one third or more, COVID19 doesn’t even rank in the same league. Nor will it, I dare to say, given modern scientific knowledge, assuming the politicians don’t screw it up. Covid19 will not even compare to the Spanish flu, which killed at least 60 million worldwide. Just over 1 million so far. And the world is at last 3 or 4 times more populous. If I had to make a comparison, I would not say Covid19 is “nothing” in terms of previous plagues, but it is certainly not the mass killer that those earlier pandemics were. On the other hand, the economic impacts have probably been the worst, since we are so interconnected globally today, as never before, even 100 years ago.

The beach at the foot of the stairs at the Boomboom was very cruisey at night. Lots of rocks to retreat behind. I suppose that is a dead scene as well.

I’m glad I was able to enjoy the “riffraff” during its heyday. So much fun.

Whatever became of the Boomboom Room in Laguna Beach? And The Little Shrimp? And the ocean-side restaurant a couple of blocks north that was the home of some Hollywood star in the ‘20s or ‘30’s? Had a large veranda in front which could seat around 80 to 100 guests? All great spots in the 70’s/80’s when I spent some time there.

Yes, that’s how I joined. When Hooboy ran the review section, the forum as linked directly.

My only quibble with your scenario is the lone time for both in an overnight date. I definitely allow for it in a weekend date consisting of two nights but really only one full day. During that day I expect the escort will want to catch up on his cell phone and future arrangements so I leave him to do that in another room while I also occupy myself on e-mails etc. For a one night sleep-over, with the escort leaving soon after breakfast, I would resent having to provide time off for the escort to do his other business. After all, I am paying him for his time and the time when we are awake is not all that excessive in relation to when we are sleeping. I’ve never had any issues with this btw and I do a lot of overnights (got one scheduled tonight) and also weekends. For me it’s the only way to operate in this pandemic. I don’t see anyone in the 3-4 weeks between dates and wear my mask wash my hands etc in all outdoor errands such as shopping.

Funny examples. Poison, ok, not good. Cum, piss, I’ve had my fair share. What’s the problem. And “worse”. What would be worse than poison? Lol

Whoever wrote that article doesn’t have a clue about grammar.

My mind takes me back to 1974 and that winter in London. I was doing a lot of work there and remember the electricity shortages because of the problems with the coal miners and the UK’s dependence on coal for electricity. In the office where I worked, we had an electrical generator on the roof and although it switched on at 4pm when it got too dark to see in the office, after a couple of days we had to turn it off because our neighbours in the fashionable district in the West End complained that we foreigners had preferential treatment from the electricity company, which was not the case. But appearances are everything. So we sat around after 4pm and broke out the booze with a few candles to light the office. No work after that hour until leaving time at 6. The government held a snap election and Edward Heath lost and the Labour Government caved into the miners and the lights went back on. You must have been to the opera that summer when things got back to more normal.

Actually it goes back to the 1960’s when America was very unpopular in Europe because of the Vietnam War. In 1969 I took the summer to hitchhike across Western Europe and visited 13 countries in 4 months. That summer there were many Canadians and Americans like myself, mostly studying in university and just getting in a summer of fun. Canada had a brand new flag (the red maple leaf) then and it stood out smartly on my backpack. Many Americans that summer, on discovering they couldn’t get a ride sporting the Stars and Stripes, traded their flag in for the Canadian one. I would laugh at these ersatz Canadians with their Brooklyn, Boston or Southern accents. But to the Europeans, it worked mostly as they couldn’t distinguish one English accent from another.

You obviously overpaid. Lol.

It goes a long way being Canadian with the older generation of Dutch. Not sure if it would cut it today since memories of WWII are rapidly fading. Sometime around 35 years ago I was heading out to the airport at Amsterdam on a Sunday morning to fly back to Canada and was the only person on the airport shuttle. So I sat up beside the driver. When I told him I was flying home to Canada, did he ever get enthusiastic, telling me of how the Canadians had liberated his town, etc. I didn’t mention I had been having sex with one of his fellow citizens the night before. The war hadn’t come up in our conversations but the guy was at least half the age of the bus driver.

You gotta get out more, girl. Lol.

Close. But mine had jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. And his dick was a smidgen larger.

If Cade was charged with sodomy, it just tells you what kind of pathetic criminal law system operates in the United States. Not to mention the minor drug offences that are legal in other more enlightened countries. This is 2020, not the 1950’s, when I was growing up and witnessed these things in Canada. Fortunately, we have progressed.

I had a Russian boyfriend for a short time in the 1970’s. He was just gorgeous and had a humongous dick. He moved to New York City in the early 80s and I ran into him jogging on one of the avenues one day. Never saw him again. His name was Igor.