Ironically, the day after Ms. Venezuela was crowned Ms. Universe - this question - thanks for memory NYCAD! I used to see an absolutely gorgeous Venezuelan stunner in the now infamous E 51st Street building some 10 years ago. If anyone is familiar of which I speak, there were about 10-12 providers in this building at any given time. They were spread out over different floors but some were grouped together on the same floor. Most were South American and one Asian that I can remember. It was occasionally comical as you could schedule with the same provider twice but not be in the same apartment.
Anyway, I visited my Venezuelan friend and two providers worked out of the same apartment so when I was let in I was ushered into the tiny kitchen with the accordion door now closed behind me. The "customer" was let out as he was now finished - room freshened and we began. I am about 20 minutes in to an intensifying DATY session with my date and the other provider walks in to take some lingerie out of the drawer like she is home and there is no one else around. She leaves and we continue. About another 10 minutes in and back to DATY and my girl has her hands firmly gripping my arms, nails dug in, back arched feeding it to me and yelling "oh mi God" over and over when someone starts pounding at the apartment front door. We both rush for some clothing and go to the door to listen and investigate. We have no idea if this is LE at this point. We are both peaking through the eye hole and listening intently while hearing some shouting. It settles down after ten minutes and we get brave enough to go into the hall. Apparently there was a drunk customer who one of the ladies was trying to get rid of. Her method for doing so was to take him into the hall to switch apartments and when she did she locked him out causing the bru ha ha! My girl opened up a beer for each of us while we laughed it off. She told me through her broken English "lets start over". So after the beer, we went back to the bedroom and began another full hour. This was a building with some great providers over the years. Fun times - obviously in retrospect!Where you've been spending time with a provider and the weather or some other circumstance prevents you from leaving after your hour (or whatever) is up?
If so, what did you do?
Keep on having fun?
Have a drink, a smoke, or a snack together?
Get deep into conversation?
And for the providers, I know that the majority of you don't like the guys to linger about after the session, but if the circumstance came up where (for some real reason or another) the hobbyist could not leave your place immediately upon the session ending, have you been a nice host to the hobbyist in these situations?
nyca
I guess this is a real possibility during the winter months. I have never been in this position but I would hope I can be a gracious hostess if the occasion arises.
I think the real challenge for us ladies would be if we had other appointments and the clients don't cancel. I am sure there are a few guys that wouldn't allow inclement weather deter them from a date.
I wouldn't mind a situation like this especially where there is good chemistry and conversation.
I was once staying in Vegas and drove to The Chicken Ranch and while I was there a rare snow storm kicked up closing the pass to close on the road back to Vegas.
The Madam not only allowed my to sleep over(alone after my play time) but I got to have breakfast with all of the ladies the next morning.
Ironically, the day after Ms. Venezuela was crowned Ms. Universe - this question - thanks for memory NYCAD! I used to see an absolutely gorgeous Venezuelan stunner in the now infamous E 51st Street building some 10 years ago. If anyone is familiar of which I speak, there were about 10-12 providers in this building at any given time. They were spread out over different floors but some were grouped together on the same floor. Most were South American and one Asian that I can remember. It was occasionally comical as you could schedule with the same provider twice but not be in the same apartment.
Anyway, I visited my Venezuelan friend and two providers worked out of the same apartment so when I was let in I was ushered into the tiny kitchen with the accordion door now closed behind me. The "customer" was let out as he was now finished - room freshened and we began. I am about 20 minutes in to an intensifying DATY session with my date and the other provider walks in to take some lingerie out of the drawer like she is home and there is no one else around. She leaves and we continue. About another 10 minutes in and back to DATY and my girl has her hands firmly gripping my arms, nails dug in, back arched feeding it to me and yelling "oh mi God" over and over when someone starts pounding at the apartment front door. We both rush for some clothing and go to the door to listen and investigate. We have no idea if this is LE at this point. We are both peaking through the eye hole and listening intently while hearing some shouting. It settles down after ten minutes and we get brave enough to go into the hall. Apparently there was a drunk customer who one of the ladies was trying to get rid of. Her method for doing so was to take him into the hall to switch apartments and when she did she locked him out causing the bru ha ha!
My girl opened up a beer for each of us while we laughed it off. She told me through her broken English "lets start over". So after the beer, we went back to the bedroom and began another full hour. This was a building with some great providers over the years. Fun times - obviously in retrospect!
I did not go back to meet the lady I had been with: I just waited in the hotel lobby for the storm to dissipate, then left.
Weather can be an issue when hobbying, but we should strive not to let it...
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