Isn't it wonderful to fill so uplifted by a service that the world wants to make it bad.   I had an appt today with the nicest gent and it appears we have him in common.  My first appt. I enjoyed him but I did have a sense of what I refer to as the "first date syndrome"--this consists of all the last than perfect parts of ones intimate encounter--whether it be you tripped trying to get out of your thong--or he spilled his drink--not knowning each others preferences or what they're expected anticipation was.  Well he wrote a review that was low on appearance high on performance but said he wouldn't be back.  He is one of my wonderful less than 30 gents and initially had I believe a mis perceived notion about what a mature provider would look and be like. To say the least I was sorry I had not quite measured up.  I realized he was gleaming from reviews and probably didn't really have much experience with ladies of my maturity.  Life goes on nothing to get upset over.  Can't please everyone.   Months went by and out of the blue I get e-mail to please contact.  Long short  of it is today was our 4th appt--and he let me know that he was a novice and states he still is when he wrote the review and he wanted to set the public rec. straight and reviewed again after our second appt.  Needless to say I am forging another wonderful friendship that I will treasure and hope will continue on even when I retire one day.  As I hope all my friendships will be.  This is just one of many--but each gent is special and unique in his own way and no intent to lump all in to one commonality. The best feeling a provider can have at the end of a session is the exhuberance I felt in your post.  It's what makes it all real!