It would be counterproductive for ladies even under aliases to post their worst encounter to butt ugly hobbyist that have the personality of a tractor with ears. It would ruin the allusion that us repugnant hobbyist are as welcome as the attractive hobbyist. Most ladies are not that much different from us hobbyist in our preference for the DDG smart Providers.
You know it is part of the business you chose. It goes with the territory.
We hobbyist get to window shop, kick tires, do our research-homework and most importantly, we get to see what we get (most of the time anyway). We love most the old adage WYSIWYG.
You ladies however, do not get to see the hobbyist prior to the date. You might picture him in your mind through emails and phone calls prior, but that is the limit. What if he is butt ugly and has the personality of a tractor with ears? No matter because you do not get the luxury until that door opens to your incall. And then, it could be OMFG!
I can picture you looking through the blinds of your incall only to be aghast at what you see walking across the parking lot or up the stairs dialing you for the room number…. and you choose to not answer.
Be truthful and tell us your worst encounter when the door opens to your incall or you arrive at the several star outcalls. Yes, yes, yes we have heard it a million times “I love my job” and “I always find something positive in every client”, but really. There has to be that one in a million where he was close to perhaps the Elephant Man.
Get comfy, set back, create an alias and tell us the story. Even if it happens in reverse and it turns out to be Brad Pitt at the door, or better yet MP67. What happen?
I don't picture who I am meeting beforehand unless I find their picture online while screening, and am very open to meeting the beauty of every new being however it presents itself.
some would think are not good looking turn out to be very good in bed and really are caring decent men with some good oral skills! some men I've met who girls go ga-ga over are cold hearted and all about themselves in bed and don't have the slightest idea of what oral skills are about. I don't think providers judge a book by the cover like lot of men seem to do.
one provider told me she saw a guy who was paralyzed from the legs down, had a speech impediment(think steven hawking)she was really weirded out first, but the guy brought her flowers, really nice, and yes the important parts did work. she felt pretty good about seeing him,
just had a situation occur. met up with a highly regarded provider. Through emails I did mention that I am a larger man-not obese-just large. I am 5'10, 300lbs. played football in college at 260 so i have always been big. Throughout our session their was not much connection or whatever-maybe me, i don't know. She and her reviews were gfe reviews. I have a slight inkling it was my body type or maybe me, I don't know but something didn't seem right. Maybe I'm making too big a deal out of it. We all have bad days.
What am I thinking, debating something with you, when your average post rivals War & Peace for length?
Anyway...
I don't think the two really equate. Lots of guys believe in fairness and equity, without sending pictures. You can even add respect to the list of interpersonal attributes.
But sending pictures is a risky idea. Why add an unnecessary factor that links my real identity to my hobby persona? It is just potential evidence waiting to surface.
If a lady asks for my description, I'd tell her honestly. I would have no problems at referral time giving the go-ahead to describe me and offer suggestions or whatever about what I like. I am not looking to conceal my nature, but only minimize the likelihood of problems.
I've only been asked for a picture once. We worked around it. She seemed happy enough when she met me at the door. Or at least, I didn't hear retching before the door opened.
I have yet to be turned away because of my looks, or because I smell bad. However, I'm waiting for the day when a provider will open the door, take a look at me, and scurry down the hall, shouting "Run, run for your lives."
porky the pig was standing there. You would have to be my age or older, probably, to remember the old porky the pig cartoons. This guy was short and balding with a few squiggly red hairs on top of his chubby round head. It was all I could do to keep my giggles in. He was a really nice guy, we had a great time but I just couldn't get that cartoon out of my head. On the flip side, I once opened to door to find a tall, dark handsome guy, I think I had drool running down my chin! That is until the clothes came off and I could see that he had a piece of toilet paper stuck in his butt cheeks and he smelled a little ripe. Give me Porky the pig anyday!
First, you drink your fucking dinner. Go thru a fucking carton of smokes in a week. And when you wake-up late for fucking work, looking in the mirror and swear to God you're fucking bleeding to death thru your bloodshot eyes, tell yourself you're the most handsome sonuvabitch that ever walked the fucking planet.
OMFG This only happens when you are not upfront with yourself. Don't hide behind the extra pounds, the hip replacement, One foot, three eyes, or the guy that looks like Bea Arthur.
When I screen, I ask for age, ht and wt. I don't exclude you because of size or age, I just want to know.
I'm goi ng to go into any details. My OMFG'S happene4d in my first year...then I started asking for particulars, because...we all need some loving, no matter what sizewe are.
Love
Sexy Carolina
I wouldn't mind sharing the OMFG'S that rocked my world...Oh Yeah..you can read the details of those on here!!
It would be counterproductive for ladies even under aliases to post their worst encounter to butt ugly hobbyist that have the personality of a tractor with ears. It would ruin the allusion that us repugnant hobbyist are as welcome as the attractive hobbyist. Most ladies are not that much different from us hobbyist in our preference for the DDG smart Providers.
I was reading this thread, and I was getting ready to expound about my percieved sense of how handsome I think I am. I'm no Brad Pitt, though!
But here's my deal. Unlike most gents, I don't believe in the idea that the lady should be 'surprised' when they open the door, or show up. So, I send them a pic of myself. If anything, they can say, 'You know what, MP? I don't think this will work.'
No harm, no foul.
I want the lady to see who they're going to meet. No surprises.
Well, other than I have a tiny penis, but that's a subject for a different thread!
Back in the days when I actually had to dress up to scare the kiddies at Halloween and before I took a dive in the ugly pit (this is why women look through the blinds and then don't answer their phones when I call) I tried one of those early on-line dating sites. I didn't have a photo, so I scanned the only one I could find in the house, one of those studly types found in a picture frame you find at Walgreen's.
I had one reply, but it seems she had bought the same picture frame and recognized the photo, and thus the sham. Didn't get a date out of her.
So, now I just hope they don't find the real me on the internet and in insist on hotels where they can't scope me out in the parking lot. Now at least I have a 50/50 chance!
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