So I started hobbying probably 10 or so years ago. It started once a month or so when I just wasn't getting enough at home. I took a few breaks now and then, a few times for finance reasons, and few times cause I just didn't have the need.

The significant other who I have had at home the whole time is losing interest the past few years, so my hobby time has increased. I'm now at a good 5-6 times a month.

I've been lucky I made friends with an agency girl who eventually retired a few years back. I know it's hard to believe but yeah we really are friends, we go out to lunch, dinner, talk, chat, run errands, and so on. We do still have a business relationship and I see her 2-3 times a month, I know that won't last forever, but the friendship will continue. When I have the need and she isn't available, I'll see other girls, she knows about it and is fine with it, we jokingly refer to it as the "B" list.

Last week I called on the "B list" and it was such a bad experience I have decided to take a break.

It was a typical hide behind the door greeting, while she was the girl in the picture, it was a good 5 or more years ago, and the mileage during those 5 years were some really hard miles. if I was smart I would have bailed right there but I would have had to physically "move" her out of the way, and it just wasn't going to happen. I should have put the money on the table said I changed my mind and gotten the hell out of there, but her facial expression and body language made me think that's happened before and she was going to be yelling at me in the parking lot as I drove away, so I stayed.

To her credit she did put in the effort, but no matter what she did I never really got hard. Eventually I jerked myself off, pretended to finish, and quickly dashed to the bathroom to remove the condom & get dressed. I made some excuse about having somewhere to be so I didn't get caught, she was disinterested, and I just got the hell out of there.

I got home I spent what felt like an hour in the shower, thinking to myself "what the fuck was I thinking" and "why didn't I just leave". She is someone who has reviews here mostly 7-8's so it's not like I didn't do my homework. Maybe it was the combination of being a bad day for her and YMMV moment, but it was a zen moment of clarity, and not a good one.

The experience was so bad I feel I need a break.

I'm not going to say I'm done seeing providers, but I am done seeing "new" providers I've never seen before.

Have any of you ever had an experience so bad you needed to take a break?

Almost make it seem like she forced herself on you. It may be akward but it is ok to say no for any reason. Gotta decide beforehand that if u dont see what ur expecting that you will say time out. I am sorry, but this is not what I was expecting. If its not B&S maybe leave a small tip and turn around and leave. I know its hard cuz maybe ur a nice guy but u have to make up ur mind and just do it.

Even if that means you pay more and see fewer. It takes a lot of good experiences to erase one bad date so, for me, it's worthwhile to be very selective. IMHO. Good luck!

That happens to all of us.  I would also suggest you rely on reviews but will also say that some of my worst experiences have been with providers who have the highest reviews here.  The only way to avoid it is to find a few favorites and repeat with them.

Sounds like you're really into the reitired agency chick. When you do things outside the room and make a connection you might find the hour in the room undesireable bc you are thinking about having sex with you're A list chick. Sometimes when you connect outside the room and you start having intense (bf-gf) hardcore, emotional sex, then maybe, the hour in the room with a unknown provider becomes boring.

If not boring, you are at least comparing your A list babe to the person you are seeing at the moment. The nuances of a session with someone whom you are comfortable with transfer, in your larger head, to all other first time providers whom you see subsequently. I saw someone who worked in agencies years ago and then went Indy. I continued to see her until she retired 4 years ago. Although I have found other ATVs, I still compare each of them to her. I made adjustments, moved on, and have met some amazing women. But, there are still moments when I reflect on my retired babe.

I've gotten to the point where I'm sick of wasting money on sessions I know just won't work. When a girl lies about her photos and I'm disappointed to the point where I know I won't get hard, I just leave; whether she yells at me or not. I could care less if she yells at me, I'd rather not lay there, try to force a boner for a girl I don't even want to be with, and waste my time/money. If you want to avoid that situation, there are other ways around it.

Anyway, I kinda know what you mean. I'm starting to develop a relationship with a provider I see. The first time I saw her, we clicked very well and she told me I was her favorite/best looking customer. Now I'm not naive and I know this can easily be BS, but I'm pretty sure its not. I know she does things for me that there is just no way she does for anyone else, but I will not mention them here. It's possible I may even have feelings for her, I don't know. Part of me hopes it evolves into something more.

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Having just come out the other side of what you're describing all I can say is be very, very careful. Once you blur the lines and allow feelings into what we do, the potential for heartache is exponential!  Protect yourself in more ways than 1

One constant that I have learned from my bad experiences is that they came when I took a chance on a lady that I should not have taken a chance on. Only once was I completely fooled. That once was when I relied on reviews to pick a high dollar lady. I was so psyched about seeing her that I booked two hours. The women that came to my door immediately caused my tire to go flat and not recover. Needless to say, if I met the woman that came to the door in a bar, I would not have given her a second look. Either a good provider played bait and switch on me and sent a friend that needed money, or the reviewers lied in their reviews.

I have had the escort mall setbacks where I became full of myself and assumed that I could choose among the many phonies and very few real players that advertise on escort malls. Occasionally I got lucky, but most times I wasted time and money. One was so bad, that like you, I showered for what looked like foreever and seemingly could not get her scent off of me.

My present tact is to visit ladies that I know are good, or get in touch with agencies that I know make consistently good selections on who they employ.