Don John

Thank you! Really appreciate the info and the link.

Found “RussianTanya’s” ad on Tryst; https://tryst.link/massage/eurobodysliding She doesn’t have any reviews here. She advertises a body to body slide which looks like fun. The price is low. I’m guessing she might have a menu or upsell once you’re in the door. I don’t have a major issue with menus not being included in an ad. Other than that, she almost looks too good to be true. Has anyone see her, or can offer some educated guesses. In her case, TOFFT might be worth it, if she’s at all close to the person in the photos. (Also is eurobodysliding a category? Or would it be regular body sliding but maybe with, I dunno, gourmet olive oil and wine?)

Gotta agree with gr8owl here. The Internet changed a lot. But pre-Internet, there was a large dividing line between streetwalkers on Colfax and other providers. The street was never the only source. I am not making a value judgment here. One of the best experiences in the hobby in my life was with a lady on Colfax, as impossible as it sounds. Now I really miss the late, great JW Wolfe who could have chimed in here with a fact-filled review of the old days. But, just filling in the options from easy to tricky: You had classifieds ads in the Rocky Mountain News, Westword ("relaxation California style"), and The Denver Post. You could look up "models" and "escorts" the in yellow pages (kids, this was a big fat free directory that landed on your porch every year. Or, hotels had them.) The Rocky Mountain Oyster had dedicated pages to providers. Available in most liquor stores. I don't remember ever having trouble finding one. Working women used to ply their trade in porno shops -- you'd pay a fee for them to "model" for you and then pay some more for action. Massage parlors. Now it's nearly all Asian, but back in the day several were basic bordellos in practice with Caucasian staff. Hotel bars had some working girls, generally not hard to pick out. Strip club DJs, bribed and approached with discretion, might tell you who would offer up more on the menu than the club allowed. Then you have the private networks, people who know someone who knows someone. Occasionally, in Denver, there'd be scandals involved with private clubs that pimped out girls to movers and shakers in the city's power structure. So, no -- there have always been more options than a sex worker on the corner. As with many of the parts of life the Internet has taken over, it's overall more convenient. It's amazing to be able to read reviews and look at photos and now videos. It seems as if more women have more control about how they work. But I do miss the crazy dangerous rush -- sometimes -- that came with the older ways of connecting.

The time off is worth the trouble it takes. I remember my vacations well. I don't remember all the project bullshit that I had to deal with to make those vacations happen. If you value your family and your friends, take the time. Make some memories outside the grind. Two weeks is a tiny fraction of the year. For some context, I've worked in small firms, freelance, and for a behemoth corporation. As a freelancer, it was easier, for me, to work on determining the timing. There was a lot of seasonality in that gig -- peak times, and then, lulls. If you planned ahead and had cool clients, it would work. You could also make yourself available in case of emergencies, and I did, but I don't recommend that either. It's not a vacation if you're up at 4:00 AM talking to Nigel in Liverpool about the Almagamated account. For the behemoth corporation, it was the easiest. You just cover for your team members when they want to take a vacation, and you build reciprocity. Easy. In a small start up, I didn't take a vacation for three years. This was stupid. I regret it, deeply. Unless you're a first responder, or a medical professional, or maybe either in real estate or stock trading, two weeks doesn't really mean a lot of time. Few projects are that urgent. You need a life. You have to nourish your life, because no one else will. And even if you consider your life grinding and making the green, fine, but chances are there are other people around you who miss you and want to spend a little time with you. Time with your family or your friends makes for a good life. It also makes you ready for battle when you get back to your desk. You might even develop some fresh perspectives and get some new ideas. Remember, too, that in nearly every other rich country club nation, they get six weeks, minimum, plus a lot of holidays along the way. Now, maybe Europe isn't the place to accumulate a big fortune, but, in my experience, in particular countries, the quality of life is better. So yeah, take the hit a few days ahead and a few days afterwards. When you're on the rocking chair at the senior center, you'll be glad you did.

To go back to the original topic: I've recently seen streetwalkers on West Colfax on a few occasions. They tend to be two or three women together, wearing flashy clothes such as sequined micro-miniskirts, tiny halter tops, even just thongs. That is, unquestionably hooking and not, say, shopping for used cars. They all look Latina, and -- this is totally a guess -- may be Venezuelan or other migrants from South America. Often, I also noticed a couple of guys looking like pimps (again, just a guess) lurking a block or so away. I'm curious to know if anyone has patronized them. Someone must, or they'd move on. On a historical note, East Colfax around Capitol Hill was packed with streetwalkers in the late 1970s and early 1980s. It's strange to remember how wide open it used to be. This is also the era when Sid King's strip and clip club ruled a corner down there. ("Get a load of that bakla!). Even farther back, the Denver sex trade has a real colorful history with several blocks given over to a jumping red light district at one time.

I take air baths, sun baths as naked as the circumstances permit. it feels great. In my case, I'm not sure it looks as great as it feels, though.

This is what I've noticed over the last few decades, strictly by paying attention, following the media, and reading the board here: LE busts mostly happen through a sting. The department sets up a number, gets a female officer to pose as a provider, and they set dates with a bunch of men at a motel room. The department pulls in a bunch of guys. This is an easy bust, easy to prosecute, and pretty good at spreading fear and doubt, so they get a lot of bang for a low budget. Then the department writes a press release and talks about the evils of human trafficking. (And trafficking IS evil when it happens, don't get me wrong). These sweeps, strangely enough, correspond with budgeting periods and elections. The other common scenario is an Asian massage parlor when something sets off a neighbor. Said neighbor registers a complaint, and a brave officer checks out the situation. This usually means a nice middle aged lady from China gets a jacket, a few men's name are published, and the owners always skate (even in a high profile bust like the one that nabbed Robert Frank in Florida a few years ago.). Same thing happened when there were a few brothels around town a long time ago. Some life-hating neighbor would see a lot of relaxed looking dudes leaving a house or an apartment and tip off LE. (I miss Wildflowers. Damn). Now, I don't want to jinx anything, and there's always risk involved. Just like speeding or, hell, taking I-25 somewhere. Crazy things are always possible. It's maybe counter intuitive, but that "high profile" tends to grant you security. For me, the risk is a minor rush outside of the main event, a little shot of adrenaline to liven up the day. But on the scale of things, it's not a big gamble. Happy you took your shot and had a great time. Party on!

Damn, Mr.Savoir Faire, that is a fine story. Thank you, and it reminds me of more carefree days a few years ago.

I haven’t been to a club since the Before Times. Back then, I’d vote for La Boheme. The entertainers were cute and often chatty. Diamond Cabaret was pretty professional, too. As the other posters have said, it’s look and don’t touch unless you opt for a private dance. Private dances have run the gamut, depending on the club and, I guess, how much ecstasy the dancer was on. You shouldn’t plan on much more than a booty grab and touching her boobs, though. I like strip clubs and strippers generally. You can if you hang out long enough or if the stars align have an adventure. But the other posters make a good point — you can easily drop $300 and leave with nothing but blue balls and whisky breath. If you’re looking for full-spectrum action, the ladies here are a better value and a sure bet.

Thanks, Audrey Astor You're making a lot of sense. And it's good to know what it looks like from the other side.

@johnnybgood thanks.

Yep, it is an obvious conclusion. But here’s the deal, ilovewomen: I did not have to budget, or save for, or even think much about the roses spent for companionship when it was 200 to 300 dollars per session. And I have, as you say, been around long enough to remember when that could buy you a great time in the DTC. So now—kinda like when I look at the prices of rent or houses or gas—I wonder, well, how are other people approaching this? How are they balancing living in one of the top-five most expensive cities in the USA and still finding some scratch for fun? Are they richer that me and smarter than me? I don’t mind admitting that. I just want to know how it’s working. I see that people are taking a more structured approach to their pleasures. That’s pretty smart. But, you’re right, maybe not a major revelation. Also, let’s note another response to this thread: The poster he’s pretty much bailed on the scene and is seeing sugarbabies primarily. Well, that’s something to consider. Another guy lit everyone up a while back by saying he’ll just go to Thailand for paid companionship. Not my choice, and not something I’d recommend, but interesting to know.

The question was: how do you afford to pay for your fun? The rates are part of the question. But I'm not interested in rehashing the topic of rates being low, high, justified, whatever. I understand that expenses have gone up, and I appreciate that providers are doing their best to offer delights at a price that makes it worthwhile for everyone. The 1K/hour ladies are outliers, sure. I mentioned that as an extreme example of a more general trend. Maybe it's a stupid, indiscreet question. But I've often learned a lot from asking dumb questions. So far, the theme is that you budget for it and exercise financial discipline to enjoy the hobby. Good to know.

Danielle Rae -- I just looked on Tryst.link. On the landing screen for Denver, two women are advertising $1K/hour. That's two out of 24. Three are requesting $700/hour.

First, a kinda obvious point for context: rates for companionship have gone up lately. A lot. Now, this IS NOT a rate thread. No! That horse has been beaten to death. And, as a freelancer, I understand that you want to get the best hourly fee you can negotiate. (You go, girls!!) Nope. What I'm curious is, gentlemen: how do you afford it? How are you generating the cash to make paying $1,000/hour an affordable expense? Enough of you must be, or else the ladies would not be traveling here, right? Or, the local talent would have priced itself out of the market. So the rates are being paid, presumably. 9Again, not saying the money spent on companionship isn't worth it.) Where are those benjamins coming from? (In a general, broad way, I don't expect a spreadsheet). Also, if you have legit tips on how I, too, could afford those fabulous women charging 1K/hour-- please pass 'em along. (And yes, I understand about paying more for pleasures, good wine, fine cognac, Wayagu beef, etc.) But the prices are steep and getting steeper. I have the impression that a lot of you are lawyers, or high tech guys, or run your own business. Is that the case? Or is this a deal where you received a sudden windfall, say, an inheritance, and decide that Cinnamon Sweet with that fine, fine derrière is worth a splurge? (This is part of a bigger mystery that maybe some of you could clarify for me, too. I see lots of shiny expensive vehicles. I see high-end boutiques in Cherry Creek and elsewhere apparently doing fine business. The nicer bars serving pricey cocktails are pretty full lately. But I also see the rents and the housing prices and wonder, just how are people making it? Is it all debt managment? Rich parents?)