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At some point, I probably will try a touch of Botox and some filler. @Funguy doesn't seem to be around these days, but he's who I would go to for this. I would be happy to make the trip to LA, after the pandemic starts to ease up.

Sometimes, they really are bi. It’s hard to tell. I haven’t been to Greece in a very long time, but it used to be full of guys who were gay for pay. Turkey and Lebanon supposedly are also that way.

When I was your age, I remember thinking that the fun part of life was over, and it was all going to be downhill from there. I was too heavy, I smoked, I had an abusive boyfriend, I was dissatisfied and disappointed that I hadn't accomplished more at my age and I was stuck in a rut that I couldn't seem to get my self out of. At the time, my father's health was failing and I picked up and moved across country back home to help him out. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. We came from an industrial city in the the Northeast with a large blue-collar population and everybody worked - there wasn't any tolerance of somebody who didn't work full-time. In moving back there I rediscovered my work ethic and got a job and stayed on it. I stayed there for almost two years. When my father died, I realized I had one of those openings in life where I was free to do whatever I wanted. I was 37. Friends in San Francisco had been urging me to move there, and I thought, "Why not?" I loaded my car up and hit the road for California. That was 31 years ago. The last 31 years have been a whirlwind - I don't know where the energy comes from. I have owned two properties, I have gotten two professional degrees, I have spent my entire career working with tech companies in Silicon Valley, I have my own business, I'm respected in my profession. I met the love of my life and we've been together for 29 years, and I am a competitor in masters' bodybuilding. It hasn't been all roses - I have a couple of semi-serious health conditions that I have to be mindful off. Between age 50 and 60, I was hospitalized four times. I barely squeaked through the financial collapse and now the present sorry state of affairs. My whole point in telling this story, is that it's not too late for you. You have a lot of life left in you. Start now.

Forgot to mention - I'm married to one of those big-strapping cornfed-looking Dutch men.

Being jealous of somebody who has something you don't is such a waste of energy. Better to be inspired by them.

The South bay (San Jose, Santa Clara), here in in the SF bay area has a high concentration of unusually attractive Latin men. There are two great bodybuilding gyms - one in Santa Clara and one in San Jose (American Barbell Club) that are just chock full of amazing looking Latin guys. But also, I just see them everywhere I go when I'm down there.

Agree - those big, strapping cornfed-looking Dutch men are quite something.

I've never tried to explain it. I just enjoy it.

I haven't been there in a very long time. I do have fond memories of Hillcrest and the ease in meeting guys there.

That's a silly generalization

I'm 68, my husband is 69 - we've been together 29 years. We have an open relationship. Neither of us strays very often, but the freedom is there if we want it.

Isn't that true anywhere? The suburbs are generally a wasteland of mediocrity. In SF, we certainly have our share of amazing-looking men, but the landscape is completely different in Novato, or Union City or South San Francisco

Whenever I’m in LA, the number of strikingly good looking men always surprises me.

The sun in Colorado is very strong because of the altitude. It’s very easy to get burn. After I had lived in the northeast for a couple years, I drove cross country to move to California. I first noticed the western sun in Carney Nebraska where I stopped for gas. I got out of the car and the sun hit me in the face. My only thought was “ah.... back where I belong.”

Until 2008, I managed my own investments and did decently using mostly picks from Motley fool. In early 2008, I was trading actively and making lots of money. The market volatility that started that summer scared the hell out of me, so I began staying on the sidelines. Some time in August or early September, I read that even professional fund managers couldn't handle the volatility in the markets. I asked myself, "If people who do this for a living cant handle this market, what am I doing in it ," and in early September, I liquidated everything. The rest is history -I survived the crash without losing a cent. Cant remember when I got back into the market, but some time after that, an extraordinarily cute, very smart young guy offered to manage my investments for me. He was under the mentorship of a much more experienced investment professional. He did an OK job, but it wasn't spectacular, although I always enjoyed gym dates and lunches with him. The boy ended up getting a job in an investment banking firm and his mentor took over my portfolio - I think he's been managing by investments for 9 or 10 years, and he just makes me piles of money. I'm very heavily invested in tech and finance right now. I have started taking a more active interest in my portfolio, but I pretty much do whatever my advisor recommends.

One of these days, i will figure out this software.

A smart real estate agent who wants to make money will discuss real estate with anybody because he knows that any of those people could turn into clients. There are at least a couple providers on here who any real estate agent would be happy to have as a client. Seems petty and short-sighted to to be worrying too much about who picks up the check at dinner time. It the escort wants to talk real estate - he could be one of those who could turn into a client. Also, the OP doesn't say that dinner conversation can't include other topics. And the escort's presence is no less appealing because he is asking questions about real estate.

Daddy vets reviews on his site pretty carefully.

Actually, that's not true. I do have one clothing fetish - starched dress shirts that have been worn once. There are a number of TV news anchors whose dress shirts I would treasure.

But is it really? What if the client wanted a pair of boxer shorts that the escort had worn as a memento of the session? It seems thoughtful to have provided the shorts and all the escort has to do is wear them for a couple hours. He doesn't have to give up his own underwear, and the client wanting to keep a garment that he had worn might be flattering to the escort. I don't have any notable clothing fetishes, so it's probably not something I would do. But it seems like a small thing to ask of the provider.

I have had several trainers-one gay- all the others straight. The straight trainers have all been very attractive men and I chose them, in part, because of that. It has never been a problem, even though I like the way they look, the relationships have always been friendly and professional. I doubt whether anyone gossipped about us, but If the had, I wouldn’t have cared

He can never be trusted.

Some people use c Right. Some people use care in their choice of words. I will say that I'm tired of hearing TV anchors talking about "this moment."

I hardly ever hire for erotic or sensual massage. It drives the rate up and I'm not that into HE's. If I'm going to have erotic contact a masseur - I want him out of clothes and fucking on the table. You don't pay for that - it just happens if there's a good chemistry between you and the masseur. I always book therapeutic, while being open for more. If it just turns out just therapeutic, well. then I've at least had a good massage.

I think if you have a positive aversion to a practice, it would be difficult to learn to like it. But if you start out neutral, and you're motivated, then you can learn to like it. Years ago, I learned to like rimming. I had an amazingly attractive FB who just liked to get his ass licked - all he wanted to do. He would lay there with his legs in the air and just wanted to get rimmed. Initially, I found it limiting and I thought it was pretty one-sided, and I was lukewarm to it. But I began to find that the more I did it with him, the better I liked it and actually began looking forward to the next time. But I was motivated - I wanted to please this guy, who was older than I was and very sexy. I find being peed on very sexy - that warm pee, straight out of another guy's body, flowing all over your body - it feels just great. Maybe you could focus on that and forget about tasting it or drinking it for the time being.