DonFecundo

Wow. Is it just me or does anyone else think that he used Grok or some other AI image generator to change his clothing in picture #2 vs. #1?

hmmm: sexy dude, claims 5 years experience but no reviews, a handful of posts on his IG, out only, text only, has his tongue out in one picture indicating potential for "deli" offerings. tgtbt, spambot, or real-live dude? any experience with this sexy man? 
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should have trusted my instincts and experience - total pass - too many reasons to list. 

So apparently, saying “no” on the internet is a revolutionary act now. The moment I do it, a few self-appointed experts start diagnosing me with “insecurity” or “attitude.”  Guys, calm down—it’s just a boundary, not a global event. If “no” rocks your world that much, maybe it’s not me who needs centering exercises.
Then there are the ones who “test limits.”  They come in like detectives on a high-profile case, trying to “evaluate” me, as if I’m a restaurant they’re reviewing on Yelp. Newsflash: it’s not that deep. You’re not Anthony Bourdain, and this is not Undercover Boss: Massage Edition.  The real clients, the educated, balanced ones…simply ask for what they want, get a quick selfie if needed, book, and go on with their lives. Imagine that. Adults doing adult things.
And yes, to the dynamic duo who kicked off this little soap opera. you know who you are. One of you couldn’t hide his insecurities if they came with a cloak, and the other got emotional because life didn’t turn into a scene from a movie. You’re lucky I didn’t end the session early. What you witnessed wasn’t tolerance; it was self-control. Consider it my charity work for the week.
I don’t need to parade my body around for validation. I’m selective because I can be, not because I have to be. Booking me is a privilege, not an entitlement. I decide who I see, and believe me, the interview process is tougher than some job applications. If hearing “no” sends you spiraling, don’t worry: I’ll happily sponsor your therapy. It’s cheaper than what that insecurity is costing you right now.
And let’s talk about this forum for a second. My clients (the real ones) are too busy succeeding, traveling, building things, or just living lives that don’t require public approval. They don’t hang out here debating my existence; they’ve moved on to better lighting and actual conversations. The others? They treat gossip threads like support groups that never end. I almost admire the dedication.
And, of course, I can already predict the encore: “But I paid for this!”  Ah yes, the greatest hit of all time. Congratulations, lol you’ve successfully completed step one of capitalism. Here’s the twist: you didn’t buy me, you booked a service. There’s a difference, but don’t worry, I know subtlety isn’t everyone’s strength.
Meanwhile, I’m over here doing great. working, laughing, and staying booked. Some people get massages; others get emotional support from comment sections. Whatever helps you sleep at night.

Greetings folks...
As you might have noticed, this site has been offline since around mid-day Tuesday.   Our prior hosting provider decided that they are unable to continue hosting our website and had ended service to us.  Unfortunately they did not provide any notification to me about this decision and I was forced to move the site to a new server without any sort of heads up.  This includes arranging for the new hosting company, configuring the new server to meet the technical requirements, getting a copy of our current data, restoring that data (over 300GB of files), recovering the database (over 18.5 million records in that database taking up 11GB of space for the DB alone), and reconfiguring the software itself to run in the new environment.  
While migrating there was also some technical issues that I ran into that required me to coordinate with Invision's technical support team.  So that back and forth added additional time to the mix as well.  
And to pile on further… all of this occurred while I'm traveling for my day job. So I've been doing this while in a hotel in between doing my day job on the road.  
There are most likely several other things that will need to be fixed still and I'm working through them.  For example, email may only be partially working.  I still need to setup things like SPF and DKIM for the new server so our emails don't flag as spam.  There are other settings that might need to be redone to work in the new server as well that I'm not thinking about yet.  (As you might have imagined, I've not had much sleep during this whole process.)
But anyway... you get the idea.  No... we're not going anywhere!  This was a minor setback but we'll continue to move forward.  Thank you all for your understanding and support!
Rob

Be warned: I just visited here, requested Peter by phone in advance, and was then massaged by at least three different people, including the individual tasked with answering the phone, which they did while they were massaging me. They exploited the silence of their curtains-for-doors to make the four hand-offs appear seamless. Honestly, it wouldn’t have been nearly as awkward if each hand-off wasn’t so comically orchestrated to be undetectable! Needless to say, the skills and vibes of each were vastly different, which killed any opportunity for relaxation. Apart from that, the odor of the carpet is truly vile. (Like old shoes that have been soaked in pond water and then dried on a radiator). At any rate, the masseur who I presume was Peter was indeed very good, and I urge anyone who knows him to encourage him to do outcalls instead of working in that dirty basement and shorting paying customers of his skill.

Be warned: I just visited here, requested Peter by phone in advance, and was then massaged by at least three different people, including the individual tasked with answering the phone, which they did while they were massaging me. They exploited the silence of their curtains-for-doors to make the four hand-offs appear seamless. Honestly, it wouldn’t have been nearly as awkward if each hand-off wasn’t so comically orchestrated to be undetectable! Needless to say, the skills and vibes of each were vastly different, which killed any opportunity for relaxation. Apart from that, the odor of the carpet is truly vile. (Like old shoes that have been soaked in pond water and then dried on a radiator). At any rate, the masseur who I presume was Peter was indeed very good, and I urge anyone who knows him to encourage him to do outcalls instead of working in that dirty basement and shorting paying customers of his skill.

Be warned: I just visited here, requested Peter by phone in advance, and was then massaged by at least three different people, including the individual tasked with answering the phone, which they did while they were massaging me. They exploited the silence of their curtains-for-doors to make the four hand-offs appear seamless. Honestly, it wouldn’t have been nearly as awkward if each hand-off wasn’t so comically orchestrated to be undetectable! Needless to say, the skills and vibes of each were vastly different, which killed any opportunity for relaxation. Apart from that, the odor of the carpet is truly vile. (Like old shoes that have been soaked in pond water and then dried on a radiator). At any rate, the masseur who I presume was Peter was indeed very good, and I urge anyone who knows him to encourage him to do outcalls instead of working in that dirty basement and shorting paying customers of his skill.

Be warned: I just visited here, requested Peter by phone in advance, and was then massaged by at least three different people, including the individual tasked with answering the phone, which they did while they were massaging me. They exploited the silence of their curtains-for-doors to make the four hand-offs appear seamless. Honestly, it wouldn’t have been nearly as awkward if each hand-off wasn’t so comically orchestrated to be undetectable! Needless to say, the skills and vibes of each were vastly different, which killed any opportunity for relaxation. Apart from that, the odor of the carpet is truly vile. (Like old shoes that have been soaked in pond water and then dried on a radiator). At any rate, the masseur who I presume was Peter was indeed very good, and I urge anyone who knows him to encourage him to do outcalls instead of working in that dirty basement and shorting paying customers of his skill.