I've been at this for a couple years now, and have found certain hobby pre-meeting moments still give me a little high each time they happen.  The first is after I've decided to contact a lady and have written my message to her, the moment I hit the send button I get a little rush - as suddenly it's transitioned from a lustful fantasy to a real concrete step to make that fantasy actually come true.

Which invariably is something to the effect of, "Oh Rokk, I'd LOVE to meet you!  I think we'll have a great time together!"

Yeah.  That really gets me excited.  It's like getting a response back to your listing on a civvie dating site, except you already know how your first date is gonna go.

My Pavlovian response kicks in when I know I'm having a meeting with large office equipment.  It's a nice way of whetting my sexual appetite.  The same happens during dictation.

The moment where I verify a gent after his initial inquiry and then he makes a deposit towards our date brings about a rush of excitement. Now we have gone from an initial email to actually setting up a date and the next step is getting to hear his voice on the phone. Its exciting to know that someone special out there is eager to meet me and to invest in our meeting. Plus, being single it means I'll get to have some "fun" soon and that brings on a delicious pavlovian chemical reaction for me.

when a text arrives gives me a semi-boner.

I only use the text it seems for hobby related stuff.

Interpretation:

Indeed-I feel good because then the fun part starts. I get to plan my outfit, get my hair done, book my travel and basically start dreaming about the encounter with a special friend. You are right on-when the money comes the fun begins

Excellent spin. (Golf-ish applause)

I'm kind of in an office

I get all nervous and excited when meeting someone new and the anticipation is palatable.  From the first email to the moment our eyes and lips meet, I can just imagine how wonderful it will be.  In the days leading up to our meeting, I am thinking of this mystery man as I prepare for our date.  As I get my nails painted, I wonder if he will appreciate the color I chose, as I pick out my outfit and lingerie I imagine his delight in unwrapping me.

(Or so says the guys with the most diminutive... equipment.)

Dear Lea:
Just wondering what is more important when dealing with the dimensions of large office equipment? Would it be width or length and why? Also being since you're not your average Administrative Assistant how important is physicality combined with cerebral copulatory experience when going over an application?

and no, I'm not getting a G-D case for it.

It's too big already the way I feel about it.

I still use a Razor phone sometimes, but it's getting harder to find the blades for it in the store.

If there's an email on it, then it's from someone whom I've met before, or will meet soon.  Either way the brain associates that sound with an amazing time.

...I text but I have to hit the 2 button three times to get a "c". Hey, I can do it faster than you guys with two thumb texting. Flip phones forever!...from my cold, dead hand...

Is this what appears when I lick the Apple sticker?

iv'e heard that from many ladies. the thrill of making money but not so they can buy shoes rather, getting closer to their goal.

in the first year, yes. it would be when getting the text for room number but that has since faded.

At the top of my site I note that if it's mentioned there, I won't discuss it in communications.  You can read for yourself what information I request for screening.  Just so I'm clear about your second question, is cerebral a synonym for "mind" or "skull" ?

Only for a lucky few!

I've enrolled in a group therapy class that slowly but surely is leading me into the 21st century, and using the new TER on my iPhone is part of that.

Is the excitement about the deposit or actual meeting?  

If you start surfing TER on your phobe you'll have to make the switch.

You aren't alone brother.  

turn-on for many of us. That's how I discovered I belonged in this little world. One night, I sat next to an older man (definitely NOT my physical type at all back then) in a club who kept giving me money and by the end of the night, I wanted to jump him like you wouldn't believe! It's a powerful aphrodisiac.  

There is a level of excitement once a date is booked nothing crazy. About 10 minutes before I arrive, my heart races for a minute or two. A bit of fight or flight? By the time, I'm walking in I'm completely calm again. I knock on the door and smile. I don't really have any expectations. Its like an ice cream cone, I picked a new flavor and I'm about to find out just now good it is. I've been lucky so far, I haven't picked a bad flavor yet. Some I wouldn't order again. Some I would.