... it's not just an illusion that she cares. I believe that she really DOES care about each client (OK, maybe not the jerks LOL but I don't think she gets many of those). And it's not just an illusion of enjoying being with her clients... I think she really does enjoy what she does, and enjoys making her clients happy.
Oh and then there's the beauty, sensuality, intelligence, wit, sassiness, integrity yada yada. But I think the caring is the hardest to do, day in an day out, year after year. And very rare.-- Modified on 9/21/2015 8:31:32 PM
... and for providers: what makes your favorite client your favorite client?
Personal conection, attitude, performance and looks in that order.
she gives the illusion that she really cares and the illusion that she enjoys being with me always.
... it's not just an illusion that she cares. I believe that she really DOES care about each client (OK, maybe not the jerks LOL but I don't think she gets many of those). And it's not just an illusion of enjoying being with her clients... I think she really does enjoy what she does, and enjoys making her clients happy.
Oh and then there's the beauty, sensuality, intelligence, wit, sassiness, integrity yada yada. But I think the caring is the hardest to do, day in an day out, year after year. And very rare.
-- Modified on 9/21/2015 8:31:32 PM
"caring is the hardest to do, day in an day out, year after year"
Reminds me of what they say in Hollywood: "If you can fake honesty, then you've got it made!" 
My favorite clients share a personal connection with me - not just because we are attracted to each other, but because we spark a little more intimately than most! I have always lived for the day when my favorites e-mail me because I know it's going to be a special time coming up for me. The rush of excitement I get when that knock on my door comes...... It's so much more of a mental connection that really turns a good experience into a favorite experience!
What makes the difference for me is her personality, i.e. someone I enjoy being with all the time we spend together, and her customer service skills; they also need to be top notch.
she always gives me a woody..
Loves hockey, TWD, GOT, and sex. Not necessarily in that order!
But seriously, a gentleman at the door but a naughty "boy"
In the bedroom!
Redly,
Red (the Sassy one)
An ATF is someone I have personal connection with. We both feel free to share personal stories along with eye connection. A persons eyes show their real feelings and when they sparkle as we talk or she has me in her mouth creates an intimate moment. I always look forward to receiving a text or email just checking to see how I'm doing and letting me know that I'm really thought of even if I'm not there in person.
An ATF is someone that remembers things you've talked about or things you've done together, no matter how long ago. One of my favorite thoughts is of a special young lady I hadn't seen for almost a couple years, but she tells me about a lunch we shared together just for fun and ended up playing a little afterwords.
👍 Love your response!!
My ATF knows that our time together is not a transaction, but a time to truly connect and create something incendiary! I love the unique chemistry created with every single gentleman I encounter, and my ATF gets that. Also, I have to say I don't have just *one* ATF, there are many. How can one choose between the creme d'la creme!
Enthusiasm for the task at hand! Not to be confused with being highly skilled (although that's nice too!) I love a lady who gets totally into the session, and makes sure she gets hers too
Many of the other qualities already mentioned are great, of course, and keep me heading back for more. but when a lady really LOVES what she does...that's the best for me!
My ATF treats me like I am the only one she cares about, (aside from her furry babies, which always comes first.)
My ATF would talk, and talk, and talk, and talk ....
My ATF is not a 'clock watcher', but I respect her time and compensate her properly the next time.
MY ATF is beautiful on the inside as she is outside.
My ATF sends messages just because.
My ATF replies truly cares about how I feel, (or I believe she does.)
My ATF she knows who she is if she finds this post.
My ATF knows I would treat her like she is the only one for me.
My ATF knows my deepest thoughts and desires.
My ATF lets me into her private life and shares her deepest thoughts and desires.
I may or may not have reviewed her, my short list of reviews may or may not have her therein.
I am not a vip member and all messages sent to me months ago will have to wait until a new review is posted by me to be read
...and I love it. My ATF is the best-looking woman I've ever been in the same room with. Also, she's close to my age, so we have the same frame of reference and can talk, which we do. She has an interesting story, which I like to hear every time we get together. I was with a few early 20's girls when I first started and it really is true: sooner or later you have to talk to them (that's not universally true; this is the hobby, after all). But I do like to talk during an appointment and being with someone close to my age makes that easier.
Beyond being smoking hot, my ATF seems to really enjoy what she's doing, she indulges and even encourages my particular kink, and she goes out of her way to make every appointment a great one. It's the best sex I've ever had, and I'll keep seeing her until she retires.
In his arms, I feel safe, somehow small and protected. I feel relaxed and that I can let go of all personae and be myself. When I'm with him I feel recognized. It's not what we talk about, or our sex, or his gifts, or his full lips, or expressive eyes... It's simply that he holds me just a little bit tighter, his touches linger just a little bit longer, his hands cover more space over my skin, his reach is all encompassing. He's my favorite because when I lean into him, he is there. He's fully present in my breath. He watches me like he's looking for the beating of my heart. When I'm with him I rest into this sensual, soft, sexual creature that I always forget exists.. until him. Til I'm with him.
But then, in another's arms, I feel electric. He is my favorite because of the height and breadth of his presence, his strength, his jaw line, his biceps, his absolute manliness. I feel turned on with him because I am nothing like him. He is hard and big and sturdy. I'm feminine and wet. I can't hardly form sentences when I'm with him. I just gawk. It's embarrassing. I blush when he smiles. I want to get him on top of me and inside of me so I can stop feeling like such a school girl with a crush. When he leaves, I touch myself to try to hold on to his weight upon me, his fingers in my pussy while he gazes into my eyes. How my breath stops.
But, another is my favorite because he's so experienced. He's shown me things... sexual things.. things I'd never thought of before or even knew were possible. He thrills me with his kinkiness and his openness and his money. The two are tied together. It heightens my experience when I'm with him to know that he can purchase things I've never even dreamed of, that he's traveled and wordly and snobbish... but that he's chosen time with me.
Oh Jeesh... I guess I could go on and on. Perhaps it's just that MEN... Oh you MEN, you sexy, exciting, unique, ego-ic, logical, strong men.. Men are my favorite. Whew! Now I'm all turned on.
What a question nathan!!
I can send her random texts or call her out of the blue, just for the hell of it...and she can do the same to me.