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in a beautiful way. A big dick is a joy to behold, whether the dimensions satisfy the golden mean or not.

You have to remember who you're doing it for. I have a friend who loves presenting others with beautifully wrapped gifts-to the extent that he has a room in his house devoted to gift wrapping and the supplies therefor.

I might try it. I've always had a thing for folding.

Of course that has occurred to me. If that's what happened, so be it. In my mind, encounters with escorts are not organic, but staged, at least a little bit. So being presented with yet another alias in the guise of it being the escort's real name is just part of the staging.

"Gosh, if Steve had just checked with me first and proved that he could recite that Bible verse in Hebrew, I would have happily signed off on his tattoo. But he didn't, so he's dead to me."

Or else what? What should the consequence of such omission be?

I used to enjoy wrapping presents. I like really nice wrapping paper and one of the little Christmas rituals that I got special pleasure from was shopping for nice papers. I still like buying papers, but wrapping I find tedious. My partner and I spend a few days at a nice resort in Sonoma at this time every year. One year, we ran into a woman I know. She and her daughter had packed up all the presents and the wrapping supplies and had come up to Sonoma to stay for a night or two and wrap all the presents.

It's an expression common in the northeast. "Busting balls" mean teasing somebody or giving them a hard time. A "ball buster" can mean some thing that was challenging or hard work.

If he's a Jew, of course he should know his favorite Bible verse in Hebrew. Otherwise English would be just fine. To think that a non-Jew should be able to recite a favorite Bible verse in Hebrew is just priggishness. The fact that he didn't have the verse on tap doesn't reveal anything horrible about him- just a bit of shallowness. When in the popular culture, have we ever penalized shallowness? I'm catching a whiff of racism in the excessive priggishness.

I couldn't be more pleased with the gingival graft I had. You can't tell there was every anything amiss. It was a big bother, though. They leave the stitches in for two months after the procedure, during which time you can only eat soft foods.

James Altucher predicts one bitcoin will eventually be worth a million dollars.

Oh, that man!! I have to get with him at least once in this life.

As I remember, he said the Hebrew was his favorite Bible verse and couldn't say what it was when pressed. I don't think it's so significant that he couldn't pronounce the Hebrew. I don't think the fact that he got a tattoo imposes on him the obligation of also being a linguist. It's just that the story about the Chinese characters always comes up. The way in which it is always told signals that it is every bit as much of an urban myth as the Mrs Fields cookie recipe. There's an unattractive sub-text here also- that the guy getting the tattoo is, in a way, getting his just penalty for having the temerity to get tattooed. He's forever doomed to go through life a laughing stock. It also sheds light on the common attitude that tattoos are OK if they "mean something." People ask me from time to time what my tats "mean." I say "nothing, really, they're just images I like." They're disappointed that I don't have an interesting story to relate about what they mean.

The alternative is dentures, bridges, partial plates.

I have a friend who needed several implants. He had them done in Mexico for a few hundred dollars each.

I normally spend less than $300.00 on the dentist in a year. This past year was a bad year -$1200 for a wisdom tooth and $2500.00 for a gingival graft.

And you know this, how? Do you read Chinese? That is a popular urban myth, but I doubt it's veracity. Unless you read Chinese, that would mean you were standing around talking about the men in question with someone who can read Chinese. In SF, there are people all over who can read Chinese, and I imagine NYC is similar. Nontheless, it doesn't have the ring of truth.

But the expression "tweaker" connotes abuse. I know professional men who PnP recreationally who would only be considered abusers by someone who considered any drug use "abuse."

That's very common. People generally have pretty good teeth now, so dentists don't make what they used to from restorative work, so they push the cosmetic work in order to keep the cash flow up. The assistants and hygienists are part of this effort also. A sales-oriented hygienist can turn a $100.00 cleaning into a $300-400.00 visit with stuff like unnecessary x-rays, etc.

Im not a specialist in Alphas, but my guess is that you find them where you find them. I don't see any reason why an escort advertising on RM couldn't be an Alpha. I agree with you that somebody who says he's an Alpha probably isnt.

When I was a young man, I didn't handle my money well, so my bank closed my account and told me to go away. Of course it was easier back then, but I lived on cash for years several years after. For things that couldn't be paid in cash, I bought money orders at one of those check-cashing places. There was a small fee for the money order, I don't remember what.

To me, that's a bad boy who's stuck in adolscence. If you want a night of euphorically wild sex find somebody whose bipolar and off his meds. He'll definitely give you a run for your money. An Alpha would be somebody who feels entitled to and who naturally assumes control.

You really know how to take care of yourself.

Too many boundary issues to even name them all. The advantage of the client-escort relationship to both parties is it's self-limiting feature. Giving that up involves a lot of peril.

He's really enchanting. I wouldn't pass up an opportunity to see him.