for those ladies who want to share their story with the curious hobbyists and lurkers here.

My story, I answered an ad in the Daily here for a receptionist position.  I was hired on the spot to book calls and interview ladies for the biz.  At that time in my life, I didn't even know what escorting was or had to do with... I learned quite quickly that in Montreal, it meant girls would be around for a few hours, work a date or two and then go off to party or meet their "boyfriend".  I cannot name one girl at the agency where I worked who didn't do drugs, they all did.  They were fairly young, most were about 20 - 23, only one was older (She would say 28 or so, but I think more like 40).

Friday and Saturday nights were basically moot, since the girls would be out and I would be stuck there alone until about 4am when some of the club girls had no more money.

Anyhow, this one Friday night, a limo driver (who often came by) wanted a lady for a "special" client.  After explaining what he already knew, he asked me to go.... hmmm?  I told him to tell the guy that I had never done this and cannot guarantee that I would be in the mood for anything more than talking... no problem.  

I spent every night that week with the client, nothing happened, just talking... the last night he was in town, I was feeling a little randy... he was a handsome guy, intelligent, a little geeky, entirely my type, so I jumped his bones.

I thought about it for a while, and already knew that alot of the guys I would meet would be nothing like this guy... could I do this?

A few days later, still in the thought faze of things, I saw a movie, called "Half-Moon Street, starring Sigouney Weaver"... watch it!  Anyhow, when I started, I only worked here in DC, never in Montreal, I still rarely see people in Montreal.  The rest is history as they say.

xoxox
Anik

Great story dear.I am glad you took that ride young lady..You have been a wonderful addition to the board and to lot of D.C hobbyists. I hope you don't strike us off your dance card anytime soon. Now about Friday???lol .

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Good story, Anik, even if you sanitized it just a bit. You are absolutely an incredibly wonderful person. Your occupation has not a thing to do with it!!
OXOXOXOXOX  Polecat58

Damn.  I get the handsome and intelligent part -- but you think I'm geeky, too, huh???

Glad you took that ride.
I would love to see you again if you ever decided to come back to bwi.

Find me a guy with his nose holding up his eyes and those eyes square in a book and I may just fall in love

xoxox
Anik

Way back during the twilight of the Clinton administration I was still in college.  In those days you could go out in public and not get bombarded with ultra-conservative Christian propaganda about family values and the war on terror BS.  I had been going to a community college and decided it was time to move on to get my four year degree.

I decided I needed a change of scenery and I wanted to live someplace a little warmer than what the DC suburbs had to offer in January.  So down south I went.  I took two or three road trips down to NC and SC one month to go look at different colleges and universities.  I had mentioned to an aquaintance where my destination was prior to one of my trips.  He said "while you're in that area you have to stop at one of the asian massage joints in the town it'll be the best thing you ever do."  I asked him to explain and he said "just do it."

On this trip one of my high school buddies who was about to get married came along with me.  So on Friday evening we got into the car, pointed it south, and off to the Durham, NC area we went.  We got in late that night so we just went straight to the hotel to crash.  The next day we were out and about.  We took a look at that big ass school in Chapel Hill, but higher learning was not on our minds at that time.  

This wasn't a weekend for college tours.  This was a weekend for two lifelong friends to spend having a good time with dad's credit card.  We were both 21 at the time and just living it up.  So we got back into the car and plotted a southwesterly course.  This would take us down to the Greensboro area to pay a quick visit to my sister and then into the town of Greensboro itself to spend the evening.  

As I said in my opening paragraph, the world was a different place back then.  None of this "my kids pray harder than your kids" shit.  The internet was still new enough that there wasn't a lot of info out there.  But what little I found said that Greensboro was like the Times Square of the south.  
So we headed right to it.  We got off the highway and drove around a little bit.  It didn't take long before we both noticed that the citizens of Greensboro had a thing for holistic medicine.  We easily passed about 6 or 7 of these massage places that all had "table shower" written on the sign.  

It was only around 6:30 in the evening so neither one of us had been drinking.  So we had to build up each other's courage without the benefit of booze.  We picked one that we thought would be cool.  We went in and some old lady answered the door and gave us the run-down on the place.  At that time I was unaware of the whole "mama-san" concept so I thought this women who looked old enough to be someone's grandmother would be the attendant.  We turned around to leave, and she told up she had "prenty of young girl."  She promised that porn would be on the tv, and we would have a good time.  So we told her we had to go to the cash machine and we split.  She should have had the young girls answer the door.  

We drove for maybe five more minutes.  We saw another one.  The place was special.  It had an aura around it or some shit like that.  It was off on the side of the road, in what looked like a pretty quiet location.  "Table Shower" was one of the offerings on the sign.  I'll name the place later.  In we went.

Right off the bat, this place was different.  The chick who answered the door was in her late twenties, wearing a bikini, boob job, and dyed blonde hair.  She broke it down for us, but never mentioned the extras.  She just told us aobut how fun the table shower would be.  At that time mama-san and a third woman came out.  Even if we didn't decide ourselves, it was decided for us that we were staying.

I'll be honest.  I was 21, but I was a bit of a late bloomer and they could tell.  I had had sex before, but not much.  I had it written all over my face.  

Mama-san decided to fuck with us.  The first thing she asked was how old we were.  Then she asked us if we had our parent's permission to be there.  I hadn't taken my eyes off the big tittied, blonde korean.  So as soon as she said pick one. I grabbed the blonde and off to the room we went.  The door shut and the first thing she said was "okay get naked!"  It's interesting to think back about that, the total lack of discretion at that time.  I should also mention that the third woman who went with my buddy was in her late thirties or early 40s.  I took an hour, his broke ass opted for the half hour.  

This was strange.  I had been undressed around chicks before.  Prior to that, I had always known them for more than 5 minutes before undressing.  Yet when she told me to get undressed, I did so without question.  I almost thought I would be too nervous to do so.  Reflecting back on that is simply something I thought was interesting.  I get undressed and she leads me to the sauna.  She stayed for about ten seconds and then she left.  I was beginning to think she had forgotten about me, and then a new chick I had never seen before comes in with the blonde.  I must have had a sign on my back that said "inexperienced" because the blonde looked at me and said "she a virgin too, you two have more fun."  The blonde left me there with the new girl who may have been 19 or so.  We made idle chat.  Then it was time for the table shower.  All I have to say is imagine being 21 and having a strange chick washing your dick.

We finish the shower and I'm standing there with a raging hard-on and we go back to the room.  We get back to the room and she gives me a weak ass massage.  After about two minutes she tells me to turn over.  She asks if I want to do anything else.  I had no idea what I should say.  Then she came out and asked if I wanted everything.  So I said "yes" and she told me how much.  About that time, the older chick who was with my buddy came into the room.  She stroked my dick a few times and told me it was nicer than my friend's.  Then she said I needed to loan my buddy some cash so he could get a bj.  So I did.  Then I realized  was out of cash.  Not wanting to have anything strange show up on credit card statements, I decided it would be best to get cash from elsewhere.  So I told her that when my buddy got done, I would send him to get some cash.  They would have rather had us swipe the card there, and be done, but it almost seemed as if they got a kick out of these two bumbling fools who had no idea what they were doing.  

About three minutes later, my buddy is leaving the room.  He had an irritated look on his face and the chick was saying "you shouldn't have done that."  I got partially dressed and handed him the card and keys and told him to get me some cash.  Off he went.

Once back in the room, this hot young girl I was with, wasted no time getting me undressed again.  She undressed herself as well.  It took a long time for my buddy to return, and all she did while he was out was make sure I didn't lose interest.  Talk about torture.  

Anyway, he got back, and gave the cash to mama-san.  Mama-san gave my chick the green light.    She put the cover in her mouth and then put it on me.  She hopped on and in about three minutes I was done.  Once I finished, she went to get something to clean me up.  I was well over the hour by this time.  For some reason, this didn't bother the management.  So after she cleaned me up she laid there with me for a while.  Then she offered me a bbj.  She said it was no charge.  So I accepted, and she gave me a bbj.  

The bbj was starting to take a while and the place was getting busy.  My friend was in the waiting room and beginning to get impatient.  I had to consider him at the time since he still had the credit card and car keys.  So in comes the older woman who my friend was with, while this girl was giving me a bj.  She told me to hurry up.  She said something in korean to my attendant, and she sat up and started giving me a hj, while the other chick stood there with her hands on her hips.  I didn't take long before I popped again.  

Since we were really pressed for time, she used the cold, wet towel to clean me up.  I threw my clothes on and went out.  My buddy was chatting with some other redneck in the waiting room.  He looked at me with contempt, because I ran his ass all over the place and took a long time.  The girl I saw was hugging and kissing me.  I pryed her off, and he and I split.

That was how I got into this.  That's my story.  

For some reason both my buddy and I got bbj at this place.  He did a bbj with cim on his chick which was against her rules.  That's why she got pissed at him.  My chick on the other hand told me to cim and that she would nqns.  

It was Rose's spa in Greensboro.

I know this was supposed to be for the ladies, but all of us guys had a first time too.

MDnewbie, Great story. Here is my first dabble at the hobby, not quite FS but this is what started it all.

I was fresh out of college working for this high profile, high spending company. Got sent out to San Fran with some other co workers for meetings, one of the guys i worked with was in his mid 30's 2 kids, both under 3. He and I hung out, played golf together etc... and one night he asked me if I had ever heard of O'Farrell Theater. I told him no and he said its like a strip club and asked if I wanted to go. I said sure, wanting to be cool. So off we went, paid the $20 cover fee to get in. Once in there I could not believe what i saw, So many beautiful ladies walking around and several different rooms where you can be with any lady you want. My co worker gave me the run down and what CAN happen. I wasnt sure what i wanted but as soon as we were in the place he found a gorgeous blonde, took her by the hand and off he went to one of the theater rooms. Ofarrell has tons of diff rooms from standing rooms to a theater room, to a stage to watch some pole dancing, telephone booths to get BJ's and private rooms which are more "private".

I walked into the 2nd room on your right, after i got through the curtains I saw women grinind on guys standing by the wall. Some tall brunette taps me on the shoulder and asked if i wanted some company. I say yes and she starts kissing my neck, i start to fondle her breasts while her hand moves down to my cock. She whispers and asks if I wanted a HJ, I asked how much and she said $50. I said okay, she then put her hands inside my pants and reached for my hard cock. Stroking me while kissing my neck and running her long hair through my face, the smell of her hair and the boobs on her were just amazing. After a few minutes i popped in my shorts. I finished up with her and ran to the bathroom to clean up. As I was walking out i saw my coworker as he gave me a smile and gave me a high five.

So for our remaining nights in San Fran we visited the Theater and things just got better and better from them on out.

Hope one day i can make it back out there. Have not been back in about 8 years.

I can attest to that.  Greensboro was the best at that time.  AMPs and strip clubs (plus juice bars) everywhere.  AMPs must be like MJ, the starter drug,  even though, I think that is bogus too.

We don't bite..lol We don't get a lot of contributions from the ladies on this boards(just ads). Would be nice to get more interactions between the fellas and the ladies on the board. Just my .02

Hmmm... my personal Mecca. Time for a pilgrimage.