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Oh, thanks! Well, I've never been to a sauna before so thanks for letting me know.

One more question (thanks for being so helpful!). Do I book that room when I enter the sauna, or when I've found a guy to take to it? And I'll let you know if I see Lucas.

Awesome, thanks so much! Gabriel looks super hot. I'll be there from tomorrow till Sunday.

I'm loving all the contributions, by the way! Very helpful, thanks!!

You mean it's expected they stay exclusive to you or expected they are allowed other sexual partners unless exclusivity is specifically requested by the client? How much solo time do you get, on average? I would think it odd if I hired a guy for a weekend but half the time he'd be gallavanting off on his own. I've had non-escorts do that to me, and I don't enjoy it. Hahahaha. How'd he manage that? An hour or so seems what I would have in mind if I'd hire for an extended period. True, my first overnight was with a guy whom I'd previously had an afternoon session with (about 5 hours). We clicked so well that we were both very enthusiastic to do an overnight. So much so he cut his fee in half (without any prompting on my part. Well, he gave me 24 hours on 12 hours of pay). It ended up being an absolute disaster. There were other factors involved of course (he was having family issues and actually should have cancelled our overnight), but still, being with someone in a small concentrated amount of time can be very different than a longer period where your different rythms and habits come out. Thanks for sharing, this is very helpful! Do you want to be glued to a guy when you hire (either short or extended?) or am I reading a suggestion as not to expect that? But yeah, basically the seething, angry and dissapointed part is what I'm a little apprehensive about. I was doing an overnight which I had paid with some of my limited savings only to have the escort be on the phone for an hour (during our session) setting up a weeklong vacation with a super rich client and seeing the escort positively glowing about this, being completely confronted with the fact that that wasn't a possibility for me. Didn't make me feel so special. Maybe I'm better off doing shorter hires. I can get quite insatiable sexually and affectionwise in certain situations (like holidaying in a nice city and hotel) where I just wanna cuddlefuck the guy's brains out. The exception maybe would be visiting Brazil, I'd love to take an escort there who knows the language and the lay-out. I'd just be worried he'd be distracted by all the hot sexy men and forget about me, hahaha. (Well, we could solve that with threesomes. ) I've been in situations like my described fantasy with non-escorts and these were magical. Just hours and hours of cuddling, tantilizingly slow foreplay that didn't escalate. Then dinner and straight back to the bedroom for more cuddling and sexual fun.

Awesome, thanks for the info! How did you go about talking about the fee? How did you ask?

We started with a massage. :cool:

A-MAY-ZING. Cute as a button, sweet as sugar, hot as a stove and ACTUALLY A TRAINED MASSEUR. Oh, yeah, the regional differences in Dutch are so big. I still like the language, though, but English is more peotic foe me.

Precisely the answer I was anticipating. And also the reason I feel that the actual details of my mental health and diagnosis are best left to the professionals who actually see me in real life and have a full overview of my detailed medical history. I appreciate the visual pun, though, and thanks for calling me out.

I searched the forums first, so forgive me if this has been discussed before. But I couldn't directly find recent conversations (or find the ones I remember from years ago). How have your experiences been in hiring escorts for longer periods like a weekend or even for, let's say, five days of holidaying? I'm interested to hear: on longer hires (especially more than a couple of days) do you ask for exclusivity? (Like, the escort sees no other clients or doesn't pursue casual sex.) Do you give each other time-off? If so, how is that decided? How do you negotiate price? What do you get up to in a weekend? (I have a fantasy of just sleeping in, having slow, long sex. You kow the type that waxes and wanes in intensity and goes on forever. Then go out for dinner and a movie and fondle each other in the theater, hahaha.) Any other stuff you'd like to share? That said, even overnights are out of my budget right now and the only two overnights I've ever done were not good experiences. So it's more out of curiosity that I ask. I'm curious 'cause affectionwise I'm a cross between a labrador and a barnacle. I'm glued to the guy I hire so I think if I were ever to hire a guy to be a travel companion or for a weekend he'd have to almost be addicted to physical affection and cuddling to be a good match for me, I reckon.

Going off of Elizabeth Gilbert's account in her memoir, Eat, Pray, Love, before 9/11, apparently it wasn't much trouble to get a green card through marriage, even if you were undocumented at the time of. But the marriage did have to be real. This all changed after 9/11 when new laws were passed. And with the current administration all bets could be off.

Can I assume that all the guys fuck with condoms? I don't bareback so wanted to check if it's something I need to explicitely say.

To be honest, the more this certain diagnosis is mentioned of me in this thread and then the reasons why, I'm getting more and more sure I'm not bipolar. But discussing the details of how and why I think are beyond the scope of a forum discussion. I will consider what has been said and take it from there. Again thanks for the kind words and suggestions. They have really helped me. Big Belgian hug, you guys!

Depending on what part you're visiting (it's quite a big region) about a good 2-3 hour drive.

That's an interesting perspective I ahdn't thought of. And it makes sense. The literal translation of "Krankenschwester" is "sickness sister". The sister part I think may even date back to when nuns (often called sisters) were the caretakers of the ill and infirm of society. But that's just a guess on my part. ANYWAY, you guys, thanks for being interested on how my date went with the Brazilian guy in Paris (the original topic of this thread ).

As a native Dutch speaker my experience is the opposite. I've always found German words to be amusingly longwinded. Like nurse is "Krankenschwester". Saying it is a mouthful and writing is such a jumble of consonants. Don't get me wrong, I love it, but to me it feels like a very embellished language. I can't imagine Dutch being easy to learn. We have a lot of grammatical exceptions and oddities. Even I have to look up if pancake is "pannekoek" or "panneNkoek". And not to speak of the vast, VAST regional differences in usage. If I drive two hours west I can hardly understand what people are saying yet they are still, technically, speaking Dutch. German, though, really stumped with its grammar. I will concede that compared to German our grammar is a lot more simpler, it's just that we also have a lot of verbs that have special conjugations in the past tense instead of following the standard conjugation rules. So those you just have to learn by heart, can't rely on grammar rules.

Hahaha, that's what amused ME when I was in the US, but the other way around. How casual US people are about distances there. My friend would be like: "Hey, wanna have a quick visit to this hot spring spa today?" And it would be a four hour drive and he wouldn't even blink. I was like "Whaaaaaat???". If I drive four hours I'm all the way in Paris! Hahaha. Check! Have a job like that, since July. Low-stress, nice colleagues, good boss. My life is very routinized at the moment. I understand where this comes from, but I was basically born doing jazz-hands. I was in the closet for maybe about two seconds in my whole life. So nothing repressed here. But it is true what you say, when we are desperately grabbing at things it's often because we're missing something that has nothing to do with the things we're grabbing at. Thank you for these words. It does sound challenging. I guess I've gone through a similar transition (though the details are completely different): when I was married I always knew exactly who I was and since I've been single it's like all bets are off... Things I thought I knew to be certainties about me and my personality have been completely undone (and most of them for the better, I've grown as a person because of this and broadened my horizons and raised my awareness). But that doesn't take away that I feel like the ground I'm standing on is constantly shifting. This is interesting. I actually do write and perform comedy theater. Not stand-up per se, more like a type of cabaret (but it's very, very close to stand-up). It's a hobby, though, at the moment.

I saw a profile once that had "massa ge" as its handle. In the profile text it said he offered them for free to young, athletic guys.

Well! I'm on the bus back from Paris. It was an absolute delight! What a BEAUTIFUL city, simply breathtaking. And there were actual accordeon players on the bridge across the Seine. I absolutely loved wondering around aimlessly. Everyone was really nice and friendly. Only one lady smirked at my basic French (I asked in French how the subway transfers worked. She smirked and responded to me in very good English). I'm for sure going back!

Thanks, I love that advice! I've bought a guitar and am practicing now. I'm looking at getting a cottage for a weekend in the rural side of Flanders (Ardennes can be nice but it's such a long drive).

Ah yes, hadn't thought of that.

Why don't people just simply close the lid while they flush? There's really no reason to stare down your poo being flushed away, is there?

Aaaw, thanks guy for all the support and kind words! I wanted to say (or clarify I guess) that the partying and tailspinning only started when I got back home from travelling. During my travels I had made the conscious decision to not date or hire and have no sex because I wanted to focus on healing from everything that had happened the last three years. I even spent two months at a yoga and meditation retreat in Northern California where I was up before dawn every day to meditate and do yoga and met wonderful people who helped me so much. So my travelling was actually very healing and wholesome. That's why I was so unprepared for the emotional sledgehammer that hit me when I did return home. Because I had been thinking I'd come home with all this newfound strength and all ready to make changes in my life and WHAM BAM I'm cowering under the covers bawling my eyes out. I've thought about that so much over the years and I've been to psychiatrists and therapists and asked if I had either bipolar or borderline but all of them were unanimous that I had neither and didn't need medication of any kind, just good therapy. I also talked to a friend of mine who works in mental healthcare and who has had a boyfriend with borderline (so he has direct experience being close to someone like that) and he says he's very sure I don't have borderline. Seems like it's more a case of unhealed trauma from my childhood (which WAS pretty rough) and that just makes me veer off of the healthy path sometimes. I hear you! With me I've been able to curb my spending somewhat by both applying willpower and just "good" luck (in the sense that there aren't providers peaking my interest or just had a lousy session which took away the desire to hire again). Looking within is very, VERY good!! Thanks! Yeah, it's important I give myself permission just to be myself instead of adding more pressure. Thanks for the kind words! I know exactly what I'm running from... Feeling like I have no other choice but to be part of the rat race and it just... It terrifies me.

Before you ask, I am getting help. I am fighting this with tooth and nail. Yet here I am and I feel the need to share this with people that aren't friends or loved ones. If you feel like giving me tough love, please don't. Tough love makes me feel bad about myself and feeling bad about myself is what triggers most of this, continuing the vicious cycle. Last year, after my divorce was finalized, I quit my job and used the money I had saved for a downpayment to go travelling. I chilled out for about half a year in Europe and then travelled California for two and a half months, with a stop-over in New York to binge on Broadway shows before heading back home to Belgium. These experiences were life-changing. I am not the same person as I was. I am stronger, so much stronger. Which is why coming back home after all that travel and being hit with one of the worst episodes of depression has sent me reeling into a tailspin of self-destruction which has completely blindsided me. The numbness is what makes it the hardest: when you're numb you just don't CARE anymore. Last month I've spent almost 100 dollars on porn that I didn't even watch. I convinced my GP to prescribe me Cialis and Priligy so I could fuck endlessly (have not taken them yet and only had sex twice in the past two months). Every single interaction with ANY person rattles every single insecurity I have to my very core. I've impulsively booked a weekend to Paris (I'm here now) and splurged on a 2-hour session but I'm not even horny (my depression crushes my libido). The session is tomorrow. I also booked a photographer to shoot me in the nude here in Paris. The photographer was gorgeous himself and it crushed me. I did also take nude pictures of him, though. So yay. And he hugged me twice, super awkwardly. I've ordered over 100 dollars worth of generic Viagra, Cialis and Priligy from an online pharmacy. Going to Barcelona next week for the Circuit Festival. I'll be taking my Cialis and Priligy! I don't take drugs and don't drink alcohol so that's a relieve. Hahaha, apart from all the money I'm spending (which I technically can afford even though I'd be better off saving it), it seems my spinning out of control is still quite... Well, doable, I guess? But it sure feels like I'm constantly on the verge of total self-destruction. But it's the CONSTANT need to be validated that is SO exhausting and I am FULLY aware of it too. And the more I look outside for validation the more insecure I get. That combined with my numbness makes me wildly flail about looking for anything that will make me feel better. The things that are going right: I meditate and do yoga twice a day, I eat healthy, I reach out to people, I write in my journal. I'm actively looking for a therapist that is a good match for me. Last one I didn't really click with.

And just now had the exact opposite. So I've got a date planned for tomorrow. I contacted him last Tuesday and set up our date. I just sent him a message with some more details of what I like and that I'm excited for our date tomorrow. He reads it and... Nothing, absolutely not a single response. Is it REALLY THAT HARD to just say: "Yeah, I'm excited too." Or even if that is too much just a "Great." or "Nice." I'll take ANYTHING! My enthusiasm has just deflated.