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Wow, now having waaaaaay long time ago flashbacks spurred by the after hours talk! In a roller skating rink (remember those?) on one of the benches after closing and all the teenagers (except me and her) had left. I didn't know my brain could remember back that far, but having fond memories of the younger and less inhibited days!

On a public beach in Maui, broad daylight. Same trip, on a trail below the summit of Mt. Haleakela after watching the sunrise. Standing up on a nature trail just around some trees and bushes from a campground and in plain sight of the road. In my truck... while driving... while towing my boat... not talking just a BJ (though that happened on the way to the lake)... on the way back she wanted to play and it started with some fingers and ended up with her straddling me while speeding down the highway. Oh for the days of being young and bench seats!

YMMV might have a different meaning with this escort!

I can think of something that would get my face messy and have me licking my fingers, but it sure isn't chicken wings!

Just one is all I need!

You can't follow up such behavior by having a healthy snack! I was on board until you said veggies, then you lost me!

I would be down for this, probably as I am going out the door of course. Wouldn't want to mess with my fresh breath until after the fun!

This story from SiriLixya (TM) assumes no monetary, time, nor logistic constraints. The encounter would begin at the airport on Friday late morning. She wonders why the heck he chose Phoenix as a destination for this weekend encounter, but goes in with anticipation and an open mind. We meet in the seats on the airplane, both hearts thumping a little harder than normal for a flight. Despite this, the conversation on the flight is relaxed and open given the situation with this relationship. While we both understand where this weekend operates in the grand scheme of our lives, there is an ease and sharing of life stories with a comfort and trust like we are old friends. We casually touch, a hold of hands, a hand on a thigh. Nothing too far as there is plenty of time for that. Picking up a rental car, we begin the journey north and I finally let her in on the destination, a resort above Sedona in Oak Creek Canyon with private balconies that back to the creek. The conversation becomes more flirtatious as we drive and the casual touches become increasingly more exploratory. What is this, she had this nice little skirt on with nothing underneath the whole time?!? We arrive and check in just in time. Making our way into the condo, the bags are dropped and we begin breaking in every area the condo right there at the door. Passionately kissing, groping, and stripping in the doorway, she drops down for some great warm-up. While enjoying this immensely, I back away and invite her over to the kitchen, pick her up, and place her on the kitchen counter to taste her already very moist womanhood. We make our way over to the couch and work up and down the couch, the chair, the floor, the coffee table, and up against the wall over toward the stairs. We then engage in this incredibly sexual game of leapfrog making sure not to miss a single stair on the way up. Missionary to Cowgirl to Reverse Cowgirl to Reverse Doggy to Doggy then back to missionary all the way up. On to the bathroom counter, into the closet, then finally to the bed where normal people do it coming to a heart-thumping climax. After a little cat nap, we shower and get ready, go in to town to walk around, and then head to dinner. We sit on the outdoor patio for a long and relaxed dinner picking up on the conversation while watching the sun set over the red rocks. Casually making our way back to the condo, we open a bottle of wine and enjoy the sound of the running water on the back patio and just relax in each others arms. The relaxing sound of the water prompts slow and gentle caresses with long, slow, and sensual kisses. We move the action upstairs to the bed for a passionate lovemaking session with several rises and falls in intensity to a final crescendo of fireworks. Spent, we fall fast asleep in each others arms. Despite the fireworks from the night before, the little man decides to wake up before me and she takes notice and makes her way down to help out. I awaken with her slowly licking, sucking, and caressing my manhood until I explode yet again. We order room service and eat on the patio listening to the river. We shower and get ready for our adventure of the day, a Pink Jeep tour of the area (trust me, the way to go see the surrounding area). We laugh out loud enjoying the whole ride and the look on the faces of the Pink Jeep newbies as the Jeep climbs and descends the terrain and bounces us all over the place. As we head back, we explore around the condo on foot, moving up into the hills for a private moment and some wonderful standing missionary. We head back for lunch on the patio and fall asleep for another little cat nap while listening to the sound of the river. We wake up and start kissing and caressing while slowly stripping each other right there on the patio. As we start to make love, a gentle rain begins to fall. Rather than scurrying inside for cover, we continue right there on the patio while the sound and feel of the rainfall and the creek below surround us. That night we order pizza in, open a bottle of wine, giggle and caress while watching a movie, then retire upstairs for a repeat of the night before. The next morning it is my turn to awaken first and I return the favor from the previous morning. I start kissing and exploring her body up and down until she wakes and opens up for a long session between her legs. We then decide to again adorn every inch of the condo with our passion in reverse order. The bed, the closet, the bathroom, down the stairs, out the patio door, back in the patio door, the couch, the counter of the kitchen, then up against the wall of the entry door. We let this condo and all who enter after know we were there! We shower and head out the door to the car and toward the airport on Sunday in the early afternoon. The flight home is again filled with great conversation, though it begins to become less free-flowing as we ready to head back to reality. At the airport we head to my truck as I offer to take her to her car. We arrive at her car and sit for a while. She says we need to have one more adventure and invites me to join her in the back seat. We make out like teenagers with an hour left until we have to be home. Getting dressed, I help her put her bag in her car. We have a long, slow hug and share one last gentle kiss. While it is back to reality, we realize our next regular session together will be more fun and passionate than the ones before as we vow to recreate our favorite moments from this weekend together. We drive out together and turn different directions on the highway...

Wow Samantha, not a thread I thought I would read on this board, but for some reason it doesn't surprise me given the intellectual nature of many of your posts. Still interesting, curious, admirable, and either is or should be a little scary! Advice (FWIW): Thinking about a dissertation topic at this point is putting the cart so far in front of the horse that the horse can't even see the cart. You would not be expected to come in with a dissertation topic and may actually be vilified for thinking you have a dissertation-worthy topic before you have been trained in the methods and learned the research in the area. It would be like a noob coming on the board and telling all you YLs how to run your business. I would write down any ideas you have in a notebook, no more than a page per idea. I would keep this notebook to yourself until it was time to start working on your papers. In the meantime, you would get a feel for the acceptability of your topics and whether the more taboo nature of the industry would be on the table. You might even find a close adviser or confidante to run these ideas by in that time. Beside just making sure the ideas are worthy of pursuing, you would keep them from being "borrowed". Yes, academics aren't always ethical. Advice/Warning: To me, the bigger and more important advice is to find out what the career prospects are for the degree. Go and shadow or even intern in the field and find out if that is something you would really want to do. A Ph.D. program is no joke and you wouldn't want to spend so much time, energy, and money on something only to find out it didn't get you where you want to go. Jokes: Would you be Dr. Cockologist? I can think of all kinds of great marketing, like: Come get your heads fixed and satisfied at the same time! Come sit on the couch of the Dr., and then let the Dr. sit on your face! Predictions: I don't know you, only your board persona, so this is tough. But what you say is telling, "I do want it to be good, and something that I am passionate about." The jokes above are just that, and the prediction would be around whether this passion takes you where you want to go and the hobby becomes a thing of the past or remains as a side venture. Not sure I have a prediction, but I am definitely an interested observer.

I was wondering about this one too. Read her ad and then this one, https://theotherboard.com/users/111564. Eerily similar.

Ok, time to attempt to lighten the mood. This is supposed to be fun, so my attempt at stand-up comedy while sitting at my computer! In the morning you enjoy a great and passionate session with one of your favorite YLs including everything you want including MSOG. That night, the SO decides it is the night for the quasi-quarterly 2G freebie. 2G is the Get in and Get off, but since you pay for the house, she can't say Get out! Speaking of paying, it's the most expensive freebie in the history of man! But I digress. Pop quiz hotshot: What do you do? A. Say "Gee honey, I had such a hard day, I am feeling really drained." B. Pretend to have a headache. C. Instinctively run to the bathroom and leave some cash by the sink. D. Hope to hell the little man is ready for another round but end up faking an orgasm. E. Enter your answer here.

Is that one of those trick/trap questions where there is no right answer? Ya know, like "does this make my butt look big?" SiriLixya? Trademark, you can't steal that!

Is Sling Snatch the sequel to Sling Blade? Reckon you make me some biscuits. Then reckon I eat me some biscuit.

I have the same problem with Alexa at my place. With all of the providers named Alexa, it's a little ironic, don't ya think?

Review One- Was kissed passionately as I entered the door. Laid down the donation and then it was on for the next hour, up, down, left, right, some kind of swirly thing, I think I got dizzy for a while, then she brought me back to life and we went at it again like two teenagers. Review Two- There was a pulse... I think... still wondering... YMMV...

Wait, one review or two?

Zed's dead, baby...Zed's dead.

Dips are great with chips, bread, and veggies. Have to have my homemade guacamole, plus some cheesy artichoke dip. Then maybe bean dip, cheese dip, or just salsa.

How about some more simple words for us humble pirates?

Wow, love the last part of that article. "Police officials reportedly said they don’t intend to crackdown on merchants in the illicit trade any time soon, as the offenders could be so numerous that jailing them would overburden prisons." Imagine if there were a crackdown on the hobby how overburdened the prisons would be!

I am confused about why they call it taking a dump and not leaving a dump. Who actually takes anything? What is not confusing. After you leave a dump, you should clearly WASH YOUR ASS!!! Hey, I may be a dumb guy, but I got the message here, ha!

I haven't been around here long, but couldn't agree with this more. I have had some prebooks and get super nervous something would happen to derail plans. I would never NCNS as that would and should be the kiss of death! Had a morning session scheduled before the last blizzard and thankfully had the foresight to cancel since I was buried in a foot of snow and would have a hard time explaining the critical errand that needed running, ha! That said, available now ads when you are available are nice if the stars align right. A couple of really good experiences there too. Spontaneous and without the time to get so nervous leading up to it. But I guess the lesson is don't be a d-bag to the YL if it doesn't work out that time around. Yes, little head says "oh, available now, she must be waiting for me!", but big head should realize that can't work out every time. If we have geographic restrictions, more than not. But a swing and a miss doesn't mean I'm going back to the dugout forever, so I'll try again!

Ivory soap, it's 99 and 44/100% pure! Maybe the little tiny bars so it's cheap and only one per user...

This list would be very helpful to the Ladies and helpful to the Gents if the ladies could cut and paste the instructions for the Gents when at the same time getting the room number. Something like, go to the tower elevator here but not the lobby elevator (had that one happen to me), discreet stairway is here, go in this entrance, etc. Probably simple instructions since by then the smaller head has taken over! Hotels might not be so intimidating if we get some instructions other than the room number, just sayin'.

Great point, thank you!