'My' definition of an ATF was, is and always will be, pretty much what scoed, Gambler, inicky, mrfisher and others said.
They're not necessarily the most gorgeous or the most talented. We just 'clicked' and they appreciated me as much as I appreciated them, I hope. That's why I saw them on multiple occasions instead of being like certain guys that are in it for the choices and don't dig familiarity.
Some of mine I still miss. I'd be sitting at home minding my fucking business, or at work, and some would call or text to see how I was doing. Some people would say it's 'marketing' but the fact I knew their real names, whether they had a SO or not, kids, the kids names, blah-fucking-blah, they thought of me and that was a nice touch.
Sometimes they had a problem and wanted to know what I thought which was nice that they thought I could give them a decent opinion.
Another nice touch was them spending more time with me than we contracted for. You'll never know that in the reviews I wrote cuz that's between them and I.
Actually, there were a few ladies I met in person at an M&G or talked a lot with that could've been ATFs that I never had the pleasure of getting nekkid with. They'd send me pix and call, text, or email and we'd get in all sorts of shit.
Any-fucking-way, yeah. Some of these ladies are special.
Wait. I take that back. They're all special in their own way.
If it was up to me, the ones that left would come back. Also the ones when I didn't take advantage of, for lack of a better term, when I had the chance.
So yeah, I'm in the market to find a few more ATFs, Whatever the fuck that means to anyone...