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Pm me and I will tell you allllll about my weekend

Recovering from a cold, so I've pretty much been sleeping, eating and watching tv. Didn't see any providers (good thing cause I'm sick) since I'm saving money form my Philadelphia trip in April and Chicago trip in June. Have my eye on some providers during those trips, hopefully they will be available.

Had a full and busy (and stressful week). Full of appointments, hassle (guys acting nutso), travel.  

So. Can I start w/Thursday night?  

I had a dinner date. It was a fun night, but long and tiring. It ended at 11:30. I drove back to NYC, arriving at 1:30AM. I had to return a rental car I'd picked up earlier in the day (it was easier for me to take a rental for one day, than to keep my car garage-parked in NYC for a few days. I'd been up there since Monday night). So I get to my hotel a 2:30. Sleep at 3AM.  

My next client (full day plus possible overnight) was a regular I loved, and had seen many times before. We'd originally planned to meet at 10 the next morning. Then, he asked for 8. I said OK.  

Got up a 5AM to work out (the second time that week I'd been up so early). Then, got myself and the room ready.  

Had a fun but LONG day with my next client. He was someone I'd known for several years, and had always liked very much (one of my ATF's). I'd done several longer dates with him previously. We never mentioned money; actually, he always overpaid me. This time, he'd wired me a deposit (I didn't even have to ask), and I figured the rest of it would be taken care of at some point. I didn't worry much. (Can you guess where this is going?)

At some point, I got some odd sort of impression from something he'd said, that I wasn't getting paid anything else (my deposit was the exact amount of my 4-hour rate). I wasn't sure. I got really grumpy at that point. I figured I'd make the guy as happy as I could, either way. He was having a tough time in life, and seemed a bit emotional.  

I had classwork to do, I felt the desperate need for alone time. My nerves were getting kind of frazzled, but as I do really like the guy... and, he's overpaid me in the past, plus sent me some impromptu monetary gifts for Xmas and V-day, I figured I'd just make him as happy as I could and let the cards fall where they may...

Overnight went ahead. It was an overnight. Not much sleep.  

Next day, we had a leisurely morning (of course breakfast in bed), then packed up to leave. Clients can be unnaturally touchy-feely at times... He pinched my butt every time I bent over, and wanted to kiss me goodbye all morning... He saw me off, and so I was with him 8AM Fri - 12PM Sat.

As an introvert, it's hard for me to be around someone 24/7, no matter how much I like him. There were some fun times. But also some not-so-fun times. During those times, I was desperately thinking 1) How gorgeous the weather was, 2) How much work, classwork, and reading I had to do, and 3) How desperately I needed some alone time. The only alone time I had was when I went to the bathroom.  

No money, although I was wired a little later (for the room). Apparently, the guy was having issues in his marriage, and had wanted to 'test' me to see if there were possibilities (insert shocked, panicked face here). I told him I was seeing someone, and tried to help him sort out his feelings about his marriage.

When home (1:30PM Saturday) had to pick up my car, get a small repair done, then take it to get inspected. Then, it was 6PM. Refused a request for an appointment with a regular, because I knew I was just too tired. I tried to do some classwork and reading, but ended up falling asleep about a half hour later...

Sunday. Woke up to about 25 emails in my inbox. Answered them, read a little. Worked out, and tried to hammer out some classwork. Also, was kind of mad because it was rainy. Fri/Sat were GORGEOUS, but I'd been stuck in the hotel room. Now it's going to rain for three days straight. I have several appointments coming up, and still feel exhausted. All for less than the price of my 6-hour date (minus the $1k appointment I'd just refused)...  

Now, I'm continuing my classwork binge (I really don't like to cram like this) and resenting the hell out of the fact that I've had no time to do anything, because I was exhausting myself with a client and not getting paid.  

But, next weekend will be better. I've already made some fun plans. I have a less hectic week this week. And, when classes are over I'm going to take a nice relaxing trip someplace

Thanks for starting this thread, Zak!

The weekend was kind of busy here.  Groceries, laundry, haircut.  I DID see a ( former) regular but that didn't work out so well.  Oh and I find get some driving in....I drive part time for one of those ride share companies.  I don't think I can mention the name here.

D.

A provider I set up a date with via email wanted me to call her because she likes to connect with clients through disconnected voice transmission before seeing them. Turned out to be an hour long conversation.

I went floating in a chamber for a couple of hours and thought this would be even more fulfilling if followed by a session. Maybe with a 420 friendly provider. Also thought it would be great to treat a provider I know to the experience as the first half of a 3-4 hour session. Obviously we'd be floating separately in different chambers...but just coming out of isolation refreshed and relaxed to enjoy each other could result in wonderfully surreal eroticism.

This led to imaging an incall setup with incense and candles enhanced by dry ice and black light.

Had a great dinner Saturday night. And ever since talking with this new find I've not been able to concentrate on much else. 24 hours still to go before I see her. You all know what that's about.

Other than that...not much happening.

Lamest Poster Of The Year.  Zak should be in the lead.

My weekend

I had a great Sunday night with my ATF. After not seeing her for 10 days or so, we spent 3 hours catching up on what we had been doing and what we were planning for the future and  the end of the meeting was very happy!

I like this thread;
Friday I sat around my house and watched Shark Tank and Dateline NBC
Saturday my boyfriend picked me up and we went to the movies to see DeadPool. That was good, we ate too much popcorn. Literally way too much refillable popcorn with white cheddar cheese seasoning.
Sunday I organized some clothes that I am giving away since I am moving to Indonesia in about 6 months. Gotta get rid of everything I own pretty much, can't ship it all to Indonesia.

I went to work, and got my ass handed to me.  Actually, it was even worse Saturday night, because I only had 7 hours to stock and clean my station...while still cooking for a dozen people at a time.