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$400 full service.  Was upfront about everything.  

Met him last last week.  Messaged him thru RM and then switched to direct after to confirm meeting details.  Tall and fit.  Had to look up while he leaned down to kiss.  European.  Has the softest lips and kisses.  Fun to be with.  Very interactive and eager to please.  Not a clock watcher.  Had dinner after playtime and he was great company there too.

He's real.  Pics are current. tho he looks better in person.  Only thing off is the height.  He's definitely at least 6'.  Very tight and muscular body.  Speaks proper English (UK) from living there.  Nice guy.  Easy to be with.  Highly recommend.  Would repeat.

Met him last last week.  Messaged him thru RM and then switched to direct after to confirm meeting details.  Tall and fit.  Had to look up while he leaned down to kiss.  European.  Has the softest lips and kisses.  Fun to be with.  Very interactive and eager to please.  Not a clock watcher.  Had dinner after playtime and he was great company there too.

Met him last last week.  Messaged him thru RM and then switched to direct after to confirm meeting details.  Tall and fit.  Had to look up while he leaned down to kiss.  European.  Has the softest lips and kisses.  Fun to be with.  Very interactive and eager to please.  Not a clock watcher.  Had dinner after playtime and he was great company there too.

Met him last last week.  Messaged him thru RM and then switched to direct after to confirm meeting details.  Tall and fit.  Had to look up while he leaned down to kiss.  European.  Has the softest lips and kisses.  Fun to be with.  Very interactive and eager to please.  Not a clock watcher.  Had dinner after playtime and he was great company there too.

I've been friends with Rikki for a few years now.  BA is part of his past.  Like others, he has some baggage from it.  He is on friendly terms with BA and does some behind the scenes work for them from time to time.  He is a really nice guy.  Focused on his studies and bodybuilding.  

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Definitely recommend.  Have already repeated with an overnight after initial meeting.  Found it to be very relaxing to be with him.  Amazing companion.  Nice thick 🍆  Very muscular and lean.  Smells and tastes delicious.  

Definitely recommend.  Have already repeated with an overnight after initial meeting.  Found it to be very relaxing to be with him.  Amazing companion.  Nice thick 🍆  Very muscular and lean.  Smells and tastes delicious.  

Definitely recommend.  Have already repeated with an overnight after initial meeting.  Found it to be very relaxing to be with him.  Amazing companion.  Nice thick 🍆  Very muscular and lean.  Smells and tastes delicious.  

Definitely recommend.  Have already repeated with an overnight after initial meeting.  Found it to be very relaxing to be with him.  Amazing companion.  Nice thick 🍆  Very muscular and lean.  Smells and tastes delicious.  

Definitely recommend.  Have already repeated with an overnight after initial meeting.  Found it to be very relaxing to be with him.  Amazing companion.  Nice thick 🍆  Very muscular and lean.  Smells and tastes delicious.  

I took the dive while he was in SF. This guy is an amazing verse guy 🔥. I don’t know when he will come back but damn, he’s worth the rate. 
 

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.  

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.  

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.  

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.  

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.  

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.  

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.  

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.  

I think this is more than fair.  Basing it off what you would pay here is not grounded in economic reality.  It's why so many guys travel to the US so they can make more than they do normally in their home market.  I know guys from Brazil that charge $300-400 when they are here, but said they can't get more than $100 from foreigners in Sao Paulo or Rio because so many of the local guys undercut the rate.  Most choose not work at all when home because it's not worth the effort.
Also, it seems clear there is a large gray area about if and how imitate he will be with you.  He may see this as a rare chance to do and go somewhere he would never get the chance otherwise.  That has a lot of value in his perspective.  He is a travel companion more than an escort.  The power imbalance is obvious.  You're going out of your way to be considerate of his perspective and that should be commended.   
I think he will have an amazing time.  Hopefully, you will too.  If he surprises you and goes above and beyond, be generous with an additional tip that he isn't expecting.  Don't have any regrets.  It's not how any of us should live life.  

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.  

Age is just a number.  Attitude isn't.  Live life the way you want to.  My best friend passed at 83 from terminal cancer.  I moved in with him and helped for the last 10 months of his life.  He had more than the means to have professional help around the clock but choose not.  He preferred having a friendly face to say good morning and good night to each day and night.  I'm 55.  He was meeting with one of his regular hires up until the two weeks of his life.  Chemo and other cancer fighting drugs be damn.  Popped a Viagra if he felt he needed a boost.  I always knew when he was having company because he would call and ask what time I would be home from work.  He would tell me how much he enjoyed the massage and play time over dinner.  We ate, drank and laugh at his exploits.  I held his hand as he took his last breath.  It was sad losing him but I knew he had lived the life he wanted and on his terms.  A couple of nights before as we sat talking because he couldn't sleep, he had told me to not feel sorry for him.  I never have in all my 30+ years of being his friend.  His life celebration had over 300 people attend.  Billionaires, politicians, famous artists and normal people like me.  Multiple people gave eulogies because he had so many circles of friends.  I wrote several versions for my eulogy to him, some personal bits and laughs.  I ended up not using those to not offend anyone.  He went out with a bang!  Hoping to be so lucky when my time comes.