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The great retired Anton taught me how to kiss.

There is no single recipe. I never book under two hours, but in some cases we can spend 45 minutes just getting revved up - Long slow, yum. In others, I’m no sooner through the door when he’s got me turned over and we’re going at it like bunnies, then the cuddling part and then round two. The latter tends to happen with repeats. Both are wonderful.

I’m in such a situation now. Today is Monday, I made an appointment with a repeat guy yesterday. It’s for Thursday. I have a little tickle in my throat this afternoon although I was fine yesterday. Probably only allergies, but if I’m not well tomorrow I’ll cancel to give him the time back. Or, I could wait until Wednesday to decide. He’ll understand, but I feel bad.

My [evil] sister messed me up for life by teaching me "in fourteen hundred ninety three, Columbus sailed the deep blue sea."

Why did you keep trying to correspond after his message on the 30th? I’d have cut my losses at that point.

Wait. There’s an escort outlet? How could I not have known? So they mostly sell seconds? Last year’s model? Overstock? Refurbished?

Meh. He doesn’t do a thing for me. Not even a twinge.

The OED traces it back to James Joyce in Ulysses. 1922. All the poking and rooting and ploughing he had me up in. To me, that use of root(ing) is really describing an act of intercourse as being similar to what pigs do when they root in the ground.

This is a very common dream. You’ve moved into a new house and discover a secret room filled with really cool antiques.

There’s more to this story. Were the 2 guys on separate tickets so the FA didn’t know they were together? Was there maybe an upgrade involved and the the other couple trumped the upgrade? You never just dump someone out if F to accommodate a seating request. It just doesn’t happen.

I found two in my work junk mail today. One was from a week ago and they were supposed to send messages to all my contacts the next day. Oh well. They put together my work mail address with a “burner” password that I’ve never used for anything that would have my contacts. The said they had me watching porn. On that matter I plead the 5th. LOL. If you google, there are reports all over the internet. Some trace it back to a LinkedIn breaking a few years ago.

Probably outgrew it by 5 but we had a big sized book of nursery rhymes with really cool illustrations. I wore it out.

Common all over Europe. I know of no huge health outbreaks. But then their dogs tend to be better trained and mostly just sit under the table.

I’ve heard that straws can be employed in feltching but I have no personal experience.

I’m looking at misterb&b for an upcoming work trip just since I like the space and the price is right. Does anyone know what billing name they use on the invoice and CC transaction? Just don’t want to need to explain on the expense report.

Never. and this especially applies to those little stirrer/straws served with drink. Anyone who uses it automatically looks like an idiot.

Ouch. Did you send him packing?

I was at the Bozo show as a kid. I wasn’t chosen for one of the games and was scarred for life. LOL

I did once. He walked in the door and I immediately realized. At least he’d been and was OK. But a round two wasn’t at the top of my list.

The guy meets me at the door. Pulls me in, puts his hands on my butt and/or under my shirt, leans in, says “hello sexy” and then his lips touch mine. Slowly at first. Then he pulls me tighter. His lips open. I open mine and then the tongue goes in. I’ll let you all finish the story.

He was probably hoping for long sessions or overnights and only then filling in the gaps. One reason I don’t prefer traveling escorts. I always leave feeling sandwiched in.

Oh Lord. Where to begin. The Venn diagram for escorts and flakes would show a huge overlap. My rule is contact them once and wait 24 hours. Since responding if their business there’s no excuse for not doing so. Then move on. If they ever contact me (almost never) I politely say “sorry, I made other plans when you didn’t respond” even if I haven’t. Lack of an initial timely response has a large correlation with later disappointment.

...then he pulls out a box... I can think of only one place it would have been.

There is, or was, a combo RER and admission ticket that saves some money. Be careful to get the right stop since there are two Versailles stations. Save some time to poke around town a little it’s sort of cute.

And things like Craig’s list completed killed the classifieds. Like overnight. Gone.