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  1. For some reasons that would be too hard to explain, I decided that what BadBoy really needed was a mar-hoe-thon: seven consecutive days, seven different ladies. Didn't know if I could pull it off, since I didn't pre-plan much and had to short-notice most of the week. Here's what I learned: Two ebony gals, two latina gals and three porcelain gals, everything from stick-slender to farm-girl chubby, short to tall, barely legal to nearly half my age, they were all wonderful gals to spend time with. The sessions ranged from a four-hour dinner + date to a 30-minute blow-n-go, a couple of old friends, but mostly all new friends. All were considerate, polite, professional, fun, intelligent, sexy, just a tremendous variety of feminine beauty. You ladies are simply the best! Out of all that, there was only one NCNS (which forced a double-up on the last day, which worked out just fine), and everyone else was professional, considerate and good communicators. Nobody kept me waiting, or was late - no one watched the clock. I usually don't visit travelling ladies, but five of them were just that, and I really gained an appreciation of how brave and tough you need to be to travel alone to a strange city, check into a strange hotel, post on a new board, and sit there by yourself waiting for strange men to walk through the door. Damn, that is a level of guts and gumption that just plain demands respect! Thank you so much ladies of Denver (and visitors), you are just the bestest, swellest, bunch of tough, independent, sexy, intelligent, good-smelling, good-tasting women a guy could ever be lucky enough to see. With all the wanking and carping on these threads, it is sometimes easy to lose track of the fact that the vast majority of encounters are simply fabulous, and we are indeed a luck group of men. Yeah, the hooker-bucks envelope is definitely empty, as is the wallet, the piggy bank, the couch cushions, you name it. It was worth every dime!