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He's crossing over into Michael Jackson territory

It's a business decision - if the cost/benefit analysis is favorable, keep doing it. If it isn't, figure out something else.

I don't know - mine get hacked from time to time, but my husband uses credit cards and his get hacked way more than my debit cards do. My bank's fraud algorithm is outstanding - it rarely misses a spurious charge and hardly ever has false positives. Im very careful with the card for my business because it's really a pain if I have to block the card. I also have two paypal accounts - business and personal and I use venmo to pay quite a bit on the personal card. Providers don't seem to like venmo.

I saw him once maybe 17 or 18 years ago. I was really late for my appointment because I got lost. The massage was OK, the sex was OK, but I found him extremely odd - the whole time I was there I kept asking myself, "What is wrong with this guy?'"

I achieve something similar. I have one credit card that I rarely use. I have debit cards for personal expenses and business expenses. Because the debit card represents real money in one of my accounts, I'm careful about how I use it. I'm thinking of shit-canning the credit card. It was issued by a credit union and I have used it with no problems for 25 years. The credit union just suscribed with a new fraud control outfit and I had three transactions declined in a day.

Yes I’ve seen it-a cutie playing Beethoven sonatas shirtless- luv it!

why does it matter? If the deposit is in addition to what he's going to charge for the session, I can see why one would be upset. But if the deposit is an advance of a portion of the agreed-on fee, why does it matter when it is paid? Everybody has credit cards, debit cards, paypal, venmo. It doen't even need to be an inconvenience. The only reason I can see for somebody not liking it is that it's unequivocal proof that the provider doesn't fully trust you. But it is a transaction, after all.

I assumed that they would be tipped . . . generously I hope.

He gives me a long leash - but he insists on complete transparency - no secrets or bullshiting

San Francisco is a big small town - I could well run into people that I know. They would think I was cheating on him.

I used to say that I was gay - but I'm finding I don't like to label myself anymore. It hardly ever comes up here in the Bay area, because same-sex attraction is so commonplace and widely accepted, but if I do have reason to say "what" I am, I say that I'm "into men." That really says everything that needs to be said.

Actually, no, he doesn't play piano. That's what he does here. On cruise ships, he teaches bridge.

I know a guy who plays piano on cruise ships. He said the cruise line provides them. They call them "gentlemen hosts" or something like that." They sit and chat unaccompanied women up, have drinks with them, keep them company, etc etc.

Most competitors aren't in it for the money - there isn't any except for Olympians. Last year, Mr. Olympia walked away with $400k. For amateurs, it's an expensive hobby. They make their livings just like anybody else does - they have jobs, businesses, etc. IFBB pros make their livings from training, coaching, clothing lines, supplement lines, their spouses, their sponsors. My coach, an IFBB pro, has a wife and two sons. He is a credentialed paralegal and has additional income streams from coaching and training.

Very useful. Thanks.

He's more fleshy than muscled.

As Thomas appreciated, the story had a happy ending - I lived happily ever after (mostly).

Our home environment was definitely weird. My mother seemed to regulate her mood by having babies. If there was a new baby in the house she was much happier and able to cope with things. She seemed to be able to get pregnant at the drop of a hat. She gave birth a total of ten times - one of which was a stillbirth. There were also two or three miscarriages. In order to feed all of those mouths both she and my father worked two jobs and my sister and I had to take care of all the babies. There was always a lot of tension and we lived with a feeling of impending disaster because money was so short. When one of my older brothers was in the 12th grade, we were selected to host a foreign exchange student from Sweden (don't ask me how that happened). After a few months, the sponsoring agency moved him to another home because he was so unhappy. My parents were mortified at having our dysfuncionality exposed that way. I got out as soon as I could - after high school, I joined the army and served three years. When I got out, I stayed at home for a couple weeks, realized what a looney bin it was and bought a one-way ticket to Denver. I used my VA benefits to put myself through college and made a nice life in the western US. I think one time I went for 12 years without speaking to any of them. People who got to know me well always asked why I never talke about my family.

Friends? I don't even think about it. I suppose it could happen, but I'm not looking for it to happen.

Kaiser has a one-stop walkin shop - RSV, flu and COVID. I'm going in Tuesday probably.

being super cut makes one look bigger - superb!!!

Actually, I miscounted. There were six of us and the sister with Down sysndrome made seven.

My father insisted on it. Years later she told me she was opposed to it and wanted to keep her. There were five of us already and she was barely coping. My father made the tough choice, and I think it was the right one, but I don't think he was ever comfortable with it.

I love that. I get those intuitive flashes from time to time. My husband used to dismiss them, but now, he just always says "Yep, you were right."

Our family life was up and down. I was very close to my father and he loved to indulge me in little ways. He called me "buddy" and took me everywhere with him - even to work. My mother was very moody. Sometimes she was as sunny as June Cleaver and other times we would get home from school and it was obvious she hadn't done a thing - she hadn't dressed, breakfast dishes still on the table, etc. and she would be in a very witchy mood. Things really took a nosedive when she have birth to a girl with Down Syndrome - in her first few weeks it wasn't certain she would survive. She did survive and they followed the advice of the pros and institutionalized her. I think they were both very ashamed at having given her up and the whole affair cast a pall over our family life that never really lifted.