nycman

“Bed massage” = pass. “Traveling” = pass. “Biotone cream” = pass My place + my sheets + my table + my oil = win, win, win, win

How long does it take to fuel that damn thing?.....Grin He’s worth the price of the JetFuel and then some btw.

He’s real and real fun!

No. Not at all. I tend to politely tip $5 if I like the guy enough to chat but not enough to have a lap dance with him. If I’m not interested at all, I make that clear up front. If he hangs out despite my lack of interest, thats on his dime. If he’s annoying I physically move away. If he persists...I politely ask management to help him understand my lack of desire. Never had a problem after that.

Not a huge fan of the messy tats...but damn that ass! I’d pay a small fortune to get a shot at that!

I hate when some “reconfirms” a set appointment. Mostly because I envision fiascos like this happening. If you need to or plan on “reconfirming” the day of the appointment....tell me upfront so I’ll know to be expecting your call and/or text. I will tell your that for me it’s unnecessary, because I consider our appointment “set”, but I will do it if you insist. “Reconfirming” out of the blue sets us both up for an unintentional failure.

I say fuck it. You never know when the chemistry is going to ignite. I’ve had amazing experiences with men that are miles outside my league in the “looks alone” category. And I’ve had horrible evenings with men that should have been paying me. You never know.....so swing for the fence!

First, I’d offer to fuck him instead. If he declined, I’d say “it looks like this isn’t going to work out for us today”, get dressed and politely show him the door. He understands that he’s there to perform. Anything else....is a scam.

My boss doesn’t pay me to drive to work. I don’t see why I should pay others to do the same. My boss does pay me to fly all over the world....that’s different.

Eternity. I’m one and done. You can’t run your business well enough to respond promptly to a polite inquiry about your wares? You won’t be in business for long. If they ever do eventually respond....the appointment will be disappointing. Trust me.

I tend to use “YMMV” when I know that I had strong chemistry (or lack there of) with an individual provider. I use it as a shorthand way of communicating that my over the top (or disastrous) experience may not in fact be “typical”. I understand your point that YMMV applies to every encounter and thus it appears superfluous, but I disagree. Sometimes you have a strong inclination that your experience wasn’t “the norm” and sharing that feeling can help others keep their expectations in check.

I’d say you’ve got a very small window...about 5 minutes to declare “This isn’t working for me” and pay a nominal “showing up” fee as compensation. If he doesn’t look like his pics, doesn’t provide the services he promised, or asks for the cash up front....good bye....no fee. That’ how I handle it. YMMV. Don’t have the balls to say anything? Pay the fee and eat bitter pie.

You have to sign a non-disclosure agreement before you enter. LMAO...only in LA!

Kinky!

I learned to go to the gym on cruises during the “off” hours. Most of the day it’s packed. On an Atlantis cruise....”off hours” was usually during some “big” event. The other good time to go is early in the AM. Since the majority of the built guys party the night away, very few are up at the crack of dawn working out. I managed to get my workouts in without having to climb over 20 Chelsea boys....but it does take planning

Random drives me nuts. It makes me think the massage therapist is disorganized, frazzled and/or not paying attention. None of which relaxes me. I like a logical progression. A, B, C, D, E, F, G....with a little extra attention to “G” at the end.

Funny, I didn’t think it was racist at all. In fact, I had to read it several times to even come up with some twisted interpretation that made it even sound slightly racist to me. I guess we all look with our own eyes.

I’ve gotten the “Vice Vibe” for newbie PMs lots of times. As such, I stopped responding to PMs from newbies a long time ago. Even if I tried to be discrete...the questions would just keep coming. It’s much simpler this way.

You talk funny.

The food is much more “boat specific” than it is “Atlantis specific”. Most were good. Some were very good. None were great. My two tips: 1) Read up about the specific boat on cruise review sites to get the best info. 2) Reserve dinner the first night in the “Specialty restaurant”. Tip the Maitre D $100 on the first night....and eat there all week long regardless of the supposed “rules”. They are miles better than the buffet and main dining room dinners. There’s tons to do. You don’t have to be a vapid muscle marry to have fun. Like most thing in life, if you go with the attitude that your there to have fun.... you’ll have fun. If you don’t....you won’t. It is. Just avoid the public areas of the spa and the gym as much as possible. The crew pretty much gives up on trying to keep those areas “clean”. I believe your English is not properly expressing your intent. Perhaps meant to say “they inject enough winstrol....to COMPENSATE for their LACK of disciple and willpower”. I can’t possible see how they would want to “negate” their discipline and willpower. Hugs, Ms. J. Austin Grin

So, you’ve been dieting for months in anticipation of knowing that you’d have to walk up that gang plank where thousands of ripped muscle boys would be judging every ounce of fat on your body for the next week non-stop. You haven’t so much as looked at a carb, much less tasted one. Finally, the last day of the cruise arrives. You've nailed every muscle boy you’re going to get to nail. You’ve danced the final night away in your tiny all white outfit (that you miraculously fit into). It no longer matters how perfect your waist line is. It’s over. For the first time in months, you can eat carbs worry free. It’s a joyous (although not particularly pretty) moment! Hope that helps explain the “last day carb fest” phenomenon.

Baby, I was in that “last day pizza line” every single cruise! Going solo on an Atlantis cruise isn’t for the faint of heart. You learn to starve away the fat and the fear.

I think I’ve seen him as recently as this past spring. As ripped as his pics?....maybe not. Noticeably different?....not really. I tend to give give a 5-10 lbs margin for “advertising”. Beyond that?....you risk having the door shut in your face.

Funny you should mention the buffets. One of the more humorous aspects of being on an Atlantis cruise is seeing the empty lines for the pizza and pasta stations at the buffet all week long.....until the last day. Then it’s a shit show free for all with every ripped muscle Mary on the boat clawing their way to the front of the lines and stuffing their faces with carbs. It happened on every single Atlantis cruise I went on without fail.

God, how I wish I spoke Portuguese! I would say communication was only mildly difficult. He’s adorable and I’m not a big talker, so it wasn’t a big deal for me. If you’re in the “Charmer” or “BFE” camps....this might be a problem for you. A romantic diner would be difficult. Being a Whammer has its benefits....grin