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In a public social situation where rules of conduct aren't enforced, use humor to deflect. Nothing too bitchy, but if privately blocking his progress with your hand hasn't been heard, engage your inner Dorothy Zbornak.

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Distance from a piece of artwork can heighten its beauty, as well as reveal flaws. Probably depending on the original reaction the viewer experienced. For me, raised in 1960's midwest, it hurt my heart when released, and a rewatch hurts it now. Never read the story, but the film's depiction of Mrs Twist quietly displaying (and probably against her husband's wishes) to a stranger, some knowing compassion on behalf of her dead son still turns the knife just a little more.

In legit physical therapy it's not uncommon, but hiring sensual it's outside the norm. If it was for the protection of the client, say if he had a last-minute cut or burn on his hand, I would expect a simple disclosure with the option of free rescheduling.

If you're serious about enticing a first client, especially here, maybe briefly share something about what is going to be uniquely special about the service you'll be providing. Within the forum's guidelines of course. Some clients might especially enjoy actually being your first! But the method of reaching potential clients is secondary to you knowing exactly why you should be compensated for your time, when other young men with similar physical attributes are not. The secret's in the service - good luck!!

A sweet, comfy watch, actually.

The expectations of edge and vitality at 37, 8, 9 should not be static. Exercise, eat well, see your doctors and dentist, hydrate, socialize - all of that will take you far. But understand that a portion of your aging process is genetic, and the 'edge and vitality' you think of now in your 30's might be perfectly realistic for years. But factors outside your control might alter how you define them at some point in the future, so just trust that you'll find a way to always feel (and look) your best as you adapt to the various curveballs thrown at all of us by DNA and living life.

The "mystery" of the Crown and Royal Family has changed so dramatically in my lifetime. The combo of visual documentary record of real events, and fictionalization of the lives of these extraordinary mortal humans over the last 70 yrs, has broken through the wall of The Divine Right. Elizabeth will be the last truly duty-driven monarch Britain, perhaps the world, will ever know. Imagine being a young prince, like George in 2025, knowing as a young child that you will one day have to take a job you probably don't want. Having instant access to understanding of suffering around the world without a means to act to help. Knowing that your grandmother who tried to help the less fortunate, was tragically killed escaping the hunt of people who needed more from her. Knowing that because of your birth, everything you do until you die, will be scrutinized, picked apart, and compared against all the other dead kings before you - And suspecting that, if left alone in a private comfortable flat with a beautiful, fully-stocked kitchen, you'd probably starve for not having learned how to do the simplest of tasks to take care of yourself. William has the brains and guts to take on what's ahead. I wish him well, and hope Kate has a grounding influence on their kids, for the twenty-fold pressures ahead. And for God's sake, somebody get these kids subscriptions to America's Test Kitchen. 👑

Parker's massage skills are also well above average. Combo sessions have been ideal for me. I pay higher escort rate. Excellent host, great setup with nice spa touches.

AI porn will arrive unannounced, if it hasn't already. The real money will be in niche markets, where models and/or acts that are forbidden by law can be depicted by ones and zeros with amazing detail. (If you think that snuff won't be included, you may not have been paying attention...)

West Coaster. I was planning on sleeping in on my free day after working quite late the night before. At roughly 6am we got a weird landline voicemail from a friend living in NY, telling us to not worry about her - she was in Columbus OH on business. ?? My husband turned on CNN, and woke me, saying 'we're under attack' and I remained glued to the TV for the day as he went to work. On the 12th, I returned to work, stupefied like everyone else. I was on a show project with an international collection of artists and creatives, and I recall that feeling genuine support from non-Americans in the company was extremely helpful over the next couple of weeks. Schedules for the production and performances changed initially, but we all pressed on, feeling a little more bonded than usual at the end of a run.

Now that I'm of a certain age, I always have a robe on when moving through such spaces.

The full opera is now on YT.

If you like modern opera in English I definitely recommend Philip Glass' The Perfect American about Walt Disney. The Mr Lincoln scene 😱is on YT. I happen to love the repertory that is more traditional - Italian, French, German - it all works for me. Give me a beautiful soprano voice that is musically accurate, emotionally compelling, with seemingly endless breath, and I'm happy. Beyond that, Puccini and Strauss have the slow-building tension/release harmonic structures that mimic orgasm. (And can even serve as enhancement for yours) Don't let the foreign text get in the way of the direct-to-your-heart music.

Ooh! I know!! While you're with him, look together at an Escort Site and have him choose one for you.

30 years ago on a drive back to LA from Vegas, our group was desperate for food, so we stopped at Whiskey Pete's to check out the lunch buffet. The menu (white plastic letters snapped into black velvet board) listed COG AU VIN because this was the casino with nickel slots that couldn't afford to offend anyone. Except by serving the actual dish they were referring to: It wasn't Vin, it wasn't Cog and it definitely wasn't Cock.

My goodness, it seems like you overlooked The Listmaker. (He shows up in the hot spaces to take notes on everything he sees for a crime drama he's writing, set in a spa, not a bathhouse) 🥵🤣

I live in LA and had the good fortune to get in early with a gay-owned Medical practice at the forefront of latest treatments, was in clinical trials thru them for 3 different Protease Inhibitors before the first was approved. Early intervention is key, and genotyping continues to improve, and insurance-covered access probably depends on the commitment of your doctor to turn a blood draw into a plan of attack after a couple of tests confirm presence of the virus. On behalf those of us old tarts remaining, who were still unabashed in our pleasure-pursuits in the early 80's we salute the scientists and activists and caregivers who fought an uphill battle to keep us alive. Prevention is still best.

The huge array of factors among individuals in how the immune system responds to viral invasion is always being studied. Self-reporting on family histories likely impacts accuracy, especially with this virus. Although, if pediatric brain cancer can be on the research chopping block, we're never sure that HIV/AIDS will have continued funding as more smart questions about natural resistance come forward. I've been poz for 40yrs now, on effective meds (including a number of clinical trials in the 90's that led to the "cocktail" that made the difference for thousands of us) and whether it's been Rx intervention, genetic predisposition, or being breast-fed, or whatever... the load is undetectable, T4 high, I never had an opportunistic infection or facial wasting. My doc has no particular explanation for my personal success living with it. The Fuckin' Lucky Club may hold the only answer.

When you're a young adult bitching about everything it's easy to bond with other malcontents with similar frustrations. But common joys in sports, music, games, movies and the pursuit of love take over the bitching to form friendships. Then for decades, the commonality of having children becomes the driver of bonds, with parents mutually bitching about their kids. No kids? No joyful interests? All that's left is bitching. It's harder as we age, but if we find even one common joy with someone else, it can be the springboard for the broader conversation we need to sort friends from acquaintances. Effort is the key for me.

Especially the first time with a masseur, I prefer focusing on breathing, and listening to my body's response to his touch and energy flow. This provides a less clouded assessment on his skills and intuition, without the visual stimulation of his perfect ass fooling me into thinking he's better than he is. I'm an outlier among clients, i imagine. I hire massage for the massage. if I want more, I hire from listings offering more and am willing to pay more.

Bayless another great teacher!

I see them as artwork. If the living canvas is hot, then the paint applied will be too. When my adulthood arrived, ink was absolutely not the norm, and now it is. Some are breathtaking in proportion and execution. But remember, most canvases are still prone to sagging.

I remember the campus-wide mania for this brand new, radical show in my second year of college, which was in the same time zone as NY, and I saw it live for the first five of 50 years... jeez. Some contract players who got Star careers started there still do excellent work today. Others have faded, some disappeared, some died too soon. Some got weird. It's show biz. Most episodes now, I use the >> button a lot. I'm surprised that with the fleeting nature of fresh comedy, the network hasn't moved Lorne aside for someone younger.

Getting frustrated by people showing me lists. 😎