Charlie

I consider this conversation site a club, which all of the members have voluntarily joined and introduced themselves to others through their posts. They are also free to leave the club, and the management is able to discipline or eject those who it believes have demonstrated in some way that they do not have the good of the club in mind. Of course, the existing members of a club can usually block the entrance of a new member, while the only requirement for entrance to this club is an expressed interest in some subject that is discussed by the members. Most of the members come from larger communities of interests, and join to discuss one or many of those interests. There are also communities of identities (e.g., gay men), which are helpful in gaining legitimacy for membership, but admission to the club is not not automatically guaranteed or restricted because of real or expressed identity.

I have a good friend who is 73 years old. She is about 5'3" and through a strictly maintained diet she stays very slender. Although she now has artificial hips, she plays tennis almost every day and has played for years. Her luxuriant hair is still a rich dark brown, but if you look carefully, sometimes you will see white roots, She dresses like an athletic young urban businesswoman (she owned a business for a number of years in San Francisco). Her 80 year old husband is a very large and irascible invalid who calls her "Girl." She resents any implication that she is "elderly," and nothing riles her more than when a younger male addresses her as "ma'am." Unfortunately, this passion not to become elderly has obstructed her ability to accept that her eyesight and reflexes are not what they used to be, and the younger people she plays tennis with are quietly refusing to be matched with her regularly. I am at a loss to know how to broach this subject without really upsetting her, especially since her sister is a lesbian psychotherapist who encourages her effort to "stay young."

I have had four family members who passed the century mark--my mother (102), her cousin (100), and two of my father's aunts (101 and 103). I knew all of them well. All were fairly healthy until the end, both physically and mentally, although one of the aunts had mobility problems after falling while getting off an airplane at 99. All were widows, who outlived their husbands for many years. Two of them lived in their own homes until the end, while the other two lived in nursing homes during their last years. My mother chose to move from our home into an assisted living facility when she was 94, not only because she was going blind, but also because she thought she would find it easier to make new friends among those closer to her own age than among young people like us (i.e., in our 60s), who could barely remember World War II, much less World War I. She was somewhat disappointed to discover that most of her co-residents could hardly remember the 1920s as vividly as she did.

"Map me" function shows him located at an intersection of two roads near downtown, with no buildings in which he could be offering services (a park on one side, a huge new construction site on another).

I thought angels didn't need holes: they are supposed to be sexless and don't need digestive systems either.

The photos on RM, where he claims to be 61, were uploaded five years ago, and they are similar to the ones he used when he claimed to be 52 on HotOlderMale.com. How accurate are they today?

R.I.P. Grover Cleveland, one of my favorite Presidents, on the 125th anniversary of his death.

My great-great-grandmother's youngest child (by her second husband, who was much younger than she) was the same age as her oldest grandchild.

My mother said that the worst thing about getting old was losing all the friends who remembered what the world was like when she was young. She died at 102. I am starting to have the same experience. I played tennis for several years with a doubles partner who decided to stop playing a couple of years ago, when she was approaching 90. Now she is playing pickle ball every other morning at 7am with players who are mostly in their 50s and 60s. She may have white hair, but she wears tight capri pants on court.

Although it is not a novel, Hustlers, Escorts, Porn Stars: The Insider's Guide to Male Prostitution in America, was written by Matt Adams, who was a porn star himself. It is somewhat outdated, because it was published in 1999, before computers and smart phones had changed the business.

The "map me" version on old RM was often worthless, because it was often just a default to someplace like city hall. I even saw one ad that showed the provider in a rural area was next to the nearest police station.

No experience, but I remember those pictures from other ads years ago, and he looked older than 39 then.

I hope the reason we still haven't heard a report (the appt was 4 nights ago) is because @KensingtonHomo is exhausted from fabulous sex.

It's even available in the LARGE PRINT edition! (That's the one we get.)

I have had an annual travel insurance plan with American Express for many years, but I have never had any reason to use it. (Now that I have said that, something is bound to go wrong the next time I go anywhere.)

I have had a small account for years with Union Bank of California, which has just been taken over by U.S. Bank. So far, everything in the changeover has gone smoothly for me.

So that's what Prince Harry has been doing with his free time.

Very little info on ad, only one photo in which he isn't fully clothed, and who posts a photo of himself with his arm around a woman, even if she is mostly cut out of the photo? Even the one (faceless) body shot isn't sexually provocative. One wonders if the ad is a prank by someone else.

Yeah, but what are his pronouns?

"Spoken languages: English." "Hi. I'm a tall and hairy young."

I only respond to messages from people with whom I have had some kind of interaction on the forum, or from someone with whose posts I am already familiar.

BTW, no matter what fantasies you may have about getting fucked by a young stud, for your first time you will be better off with an experienced top who is at least 35.

When I was 17, I thought 40-60 was middle aged. When I was 40, I thought middle age began at 50. Now I think of anyone under 60 as young.

Now I am really curious to hear how it goes. When I saw him, it was before Rentmen existed (my review was on the Hooboy site), and as I said, he was in his 20s and pretty new to the escorting biz. Now he has many more years experience, which I assume has made him more professional at it. I was surprised at how much personal information he revealed (where he went to school, who his academic advisors were, what his real job was and where he worked, etc.), the kinds of things that someone more discreet would reveal to a boyfriend rather than to a stranger with whom he was engaged in an illegal act in his apartment. If I had been interested in doing identity theft, all I would have needed was bank account info.

RE: the German identity issue. His chosen escort name--Isern--is an anglicized spelling of the German word for "iron." I don't know whether his family background was German, but I do not remember him mentioning that he spoke German. (It was a long time ago, and he may have mastered the language since then.) In fact, there was more conversation than sex, and he probably told me more information about himself than was wise, which I attributed to the fact that he was relatively new to the escort business at that point. Although I gave him a generally positive review, he contacted me afterward to complain that it wasn't a rave.