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Lira Autumn. She has legit professional massage skills.

Maureen O’Hara is one hot red head in that movie!

Jesse Twisp and Sultry Jada were my all time favs.

The last time I went to a hotel incall, the front desk worker smiled and said “Welcome Back”. I did leave through the stairwell and out the side door though.

She was my ATF, seeing her a couple times a month and then she just kind of disappeared. Whatever she is doing, I hope she is well.

I booked a FBSM with a well reviewed provider, she was nice and started with the massage on her bed. She started doing crazy acrobatic moves jumping on the bed while I was on my stomach. I was like, ok, whatever the hell you’re doing. She does this barrel roll/flip and comes down hard on the bed and it snaps in half. My naked ass rolls off the bed like an earthquake just happened, she rolls over me. So here we are, me naked at half mass and she loses her shit. Tells me to fix her bed now! Nothing hotter than a naked guy doing handy work right? I look, under the bed and Bob Villa himself wasn’t gonna fix it. I say.. it’s broke, and she screams at the top of her lungs to get out. She runs to her kitchen and I hear her grab something out of a drawer. I get my clothes/shoes on in about 5 seconds. But, I have to walk by the galley kitchen to get to the door. I Carl Lewis sprint to the door and I take a glance back, yep she is wielding a large knife. I didn’t even shut the door behind me. She texted me about 20 times telling me to pay for the bed or else. Thank god for burner phones!

I have a doozy that I have kept to myself for about 7 years and it’s a little long but here it goes I made an appointment with a provider and she gave me directions to the incall. It was one of those places where all the townhomes looked exactly the same. She tells me that it’s the one with the truck in the driveway and to go through the garage and her roommate will answer. I park, see the townhome, truck in the driveway and garage door open. I start to walk up and an attractive girl comes through the garage walking her dog as I’m walking up, gives me a look and says hi. I assume that’s the roommate and I proceed to walk through the garage and as I get to the door I get an odd feeling. I turn around and the girl is stopped in the street looking at me like “What the Hell are you doing?” I realize oh shit wrong town home and of course the townhome next door had a truck parked in the driveway. I apologize and quickly walk next door and the roommate answers and We proceed with our date. About 15 minutes into the date, the roomate starts banging on the door saying it’s an emergency and the cops are out front. She said they are looking for me asked if my name was( said my name) and said they need to see me out front. My date and I freaked for 5 seconds and then we both calmed down, came up with a story on how we met, real names etc. I walk outside with ID in hand and I’m immediately cuffed. They start in on the questioning about trespassing, breaking and entering and all that. I calmly explain the misunderstanding but they aren’t buying it. I’m ready to go to jail, sure as shit not gonna say anything about my date. Then like a guardian angel my date comes waking out very calm and professional and tells them we just met and my date comes to my rescue. She tells them we just met the weekend proorvin Lodo and she gave me unclear directions. She tells them it was an innocent mistake and it’s her fault not mine. She could have let me take a charge but she didn’t, she literally rescued me from jail that day. They run me for warrants or a record and of course I’m clean as a whistle. They speak to the neighbor and she doesn’t want to press charges and I get uncuffed. We are ready to go back inside and the cop pulls me to the side and starts grilling me about how we met, who is the roomate etc. Of course I stuck to my story and gave him nothing. I go back in and my date, roomate and I let out the biggest sigh and then hugs all around. No it didn’t turn into an impromptu 3-way, we were all still shitting bricks. I waited 10 minutes for the cops to leave and high tailed it home. I took a couple years off the hobby after that. The provider was moving the next week so thank god it didn’t make her a target. So that’s my close call, in bracelets but saved by my date! i have been wanting to tell that story for a long time, whew I feel better.