somehow it posted up here instead of down there so I was replying to Sully and continuing our conversation on in vs. outs, risk vs. rewards. Went down and saw your post back so we be cool.

Ins at my digs were actually fun. I have so many great warm and fuzzy memories but the days of IN at a private domicile are long gone. I wonder how ladies in LA expecially those advertising can keep an IN-LOCATION these day. Even if you are running a legal business in a commercially zoned area, like domination in a residential/commercial and you are in keeping with rules, laws and doctrines, the other issue becomes that one stalker who will make your life less than pleasant.

Imagine this. Guy who came to see you at an incall uses the fact that he knows where you work to try to blackmail you into giving him free. You say, man, expose me, I'm a legal business and I'm zoned. Then, he's frustrated and so he follows you in your car and calls you on your cell when he's right behind you in his car on the freeway. That scenario has happened in LA with three different men in 2 years.

That doesn't happen in Vegas. You visit them. You wine. You dine. You play. Then they want to go to sleep. So they wind down and you quietly tip toe into the bathroom...to get your hand on those nice soft, thick....

TOWELS.

LOL

And when you awaken, I will be gone and all of your towels will be soiled with the sweat of my skin. Not a single hand cloth will remain pristine. Escorting is essentially just a towel war.

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