I was late twenties, rcently divorced, and very horny. I had literally JUST discovered that hookers existed other than streetwalkers, but had no idea how to find either. Then my work sent me to Boston for a conference, and first night I picked up the yellow pages and found "exotic entertainers" I think it was. Called and asked for a blond with "ummm... large... you know... big on top, please?" She showed up an hour later, 21-22, average looks, nice body. She came in and stood there staring at me, checking me out, neither of us saying a word. She says "you a cop?" I said "no". She stared at me a little longer, then made a dismissive wave with her hand, and said "ah, hell with it, you're OK. What do you want to do?"
So I said "I'd like everything, please".

She says it's gonna be $180, so I pulled out my wallet right in front of her, stripped out nine twenties and handed them to her, no idea about an "envelope" and no thought of hiding the fact that there were lots more twenties in there
I was so nervous I couldn't cum, and I asked her if she could stay another hour. She said she had a couple more dates lined up and had to go, so I asked her if she would come back (that would be after 2am). She said she would. but warned me it would be another 180. I said no problem.
I told her that I might be asleep, so I'd leave the door open and she could just come in and wake me up.
Which she did. This time she got on top of me and did some fancy grinding, and I came in minutes. We had various forms of sex 4 more times after that, and then both fell asleep and she spent the night.
Number one - can you pick out the number of items that should have gotten me robbed or worse?
Number two - if a provider has a problem with your age, she'll let you know at the start of the process
Number three - there are certainly some providers who appreciate an attractive, in shape, young guy, but don't ever get confused - it's a business, and it's the money they are attracted to.
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