The door opens and behind it is some hot neighborhood girl or MILF.

Yep...way too many times lol an the last one happened few months ago.

I got a new incall apartment, just for work in a nice area of a big town.

After I settled my workplace, I went around the neighborhood to look for a nice gym.

Soon I walked in, the buffed guy at the juice bar looked at me and said...huh, I think I know you! I did smile and looked at him trying to remember "how" he knew me.

I did walk away, looking for the gym manager to show me the place around. He introduced himself and during the walk around the place he was looking at me in a funny way...finally he goes, "huh, I think I know you!" I looked back, smiled and, damn, was thinking...second guy who "knows" me...WTF?

Then, we walked into a bunch of buffed guys working out and introduced me. They were the gym trainers with a few of their clients and when I was walking away from them and saying goodbye, one of them looked at me and said "huh, do I know you from somewhere? doesn't she look familiar guys?"

Well...the whole thing started to freak me out and I was having second thoughts about joining the place lol...deja vu? How they could "know" me if I just moved into town???

So, at this point, when the manager took me to his office, he was laughing, closed the door and goes...no wonder all the guys think they know you!!!

He walked to his desk, turned his IMac computer on  and flipped that huge flat screen for me to take a look...LOL

There I was...a collection of my XXX pictures doing a bunch of XXX things displayed in a slide mode, like a movie

I did sign up with the gym...and I got lots of new clients from it, just because the guys thought they "knew" me

BDG

Re: Ever have a "hey I know you encounter"???

This happened to me many years ago, in the late 1980s.

I worked for NY Telephone, and one day one of my installation stops was at a small apartment  building on the east 50s of Manhatan.  It was unusual, as it was a residence and the job ticket specified multiple lines with extensions in several rooms.

I get to the location on the work ticket, along with my partner.  We introduced ourselves, and offered our IDs, per company policy.  The woman lets us in, but takes my ID and looks it over very carefully, glancing back and forth at me and my ID.  Her eyes were wide and alert.  She looks vaguely familar, a short nice-looking, shapely latina.  No big deal, this is NYC, latinas must be at least 15% of the under 50-years old female population.  But still, something about that woman stays with me.

Me and my partner go about the installation, prowling around the apartment, making conections, shuttling back and forth to the basement phone closet, etc.. The woman attempts to make small talk. It quickly becomes apparent to me that this apaertment is fated to be an incall location.  Large beds, mirrored ceilings, moody lighting, little furniture besides beds and a small kitchen set.  No television or evidence of any real personal possessions. Bathroom incredibly well-stocked with towels. And the apartment already had a working phone line.  So why the additional ones?

Then it hit tme.  The woman who showed such an interest in my ID was a girl I had attended grade school with.  I had only bumped into her one  time since we graduated grade school in 1970, and pretty much had forgotten about her.  Damn, did she develop in 8th grade.  And did she ever look great in a catholic school uniform! [And she was always an honor student, much beloved by the nuns]. And i'm sure, having seen my name on the work ID, she knew exactly who i was.

I was almost tempted to call the location and ask about the service, but i wisely refrained.

I was at a mall and a young (ca 22) woman walks up to me and says "I think I know you."  She looked like she could have been the daughter of a girlfriend from 25 years ago. She was talking a mile a minute and had an accent.
 Next thing I know she is try to sell me salt from the dead sea and I'm still trying to figure out if she might be my daughter.  Turns out she just got out of the army in Israel and was working in the mall.
 If it seems too good to be true it probably . .
Oh, and I did not buy any dead salt.
B

She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer,
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,
She studied the lines on my face.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.

All the time at the airport, females included.  It's funny to me because they can't place me.
I get "were you on TV last night?" or "I know you from somewhere?"  most often.
I guess they don't recognize me without a cock in my mouth.

I was a 'required' Christmas mass with my mom when a provider I had seen sat down right in front of me.  We made knowning eye-contact and when it was time to share the peace it was a bit awkward just shaking her hand.

I saw her again a few months later and we laughed about it.

So, just so you know, providers are just regular people too. They do go out, parties, bars, bbq's, super markets, the gym, etc. They don't just sit in hotel rooms, waiting for us to show up.

One word, 'discression'

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Well, in this case a basketball mom.  A few back when my son was in grade school, I used to do volunteer coaching for Little League and Rec B-ball.  I had a short parents meeting for one of the latter teams scheduled for after practice.  When I walked in I saw one of the Moms and instantly remembered that I had sessioned with her about 2 months earlier at a legal bordello outside of Reno.  Unfortunately, she looked at me at the same time and I knew she remembered me also (we had done two sessions including one duo).  Needless to say it was awkward.  Turns out she was a single mom who lived in a nearby town (pretty rural area) and shared custody with her ex who lived in the area also.  She did attend a couple of games and was cool.  Never said anything but did give me a slight smile and a wink a couple of times.

I am a single dad of a 13 year old girl, and whenever she goes over to a new friends' home, I always like to meet the parents.    One day, we knocked on the door of a new pal, and when her mom opened the door, she was a provider I'd had a few sessions with in the last couple of months!!   We recognized each other right away, but both played our parts very well....I don't think the girls suspected a thing.       We had another session a few days later, and as soon as I opened the door, we both busted up laughing.  Neither of us could keep a straight face throughout the whole hour.

oh wow, Im sure that'd be embarrassing!

since Ive worked in adult films, people recognize me for other reasons. But I can only imagine the looks on a persons face if this were to happen!