Hahahaha, couldn't help but title with an MST3k quote, but this is a fairly serious topic... Having been sidelined by a nasty and prolonged case of bronchitis, I decided to spend some time in Los Angeles, my forbidden love of a city, all signs point to being back soon, but I've sure appreciated this time to think.
Still, since I have been unable to visit any gents, I find myself inexorably pulled to lurk the boards, rehash triumphs and failures, and, before I skipped town, even cruise boulder highway and play "count the chickens". If I knew the strolls out here I'd no doubt check them out as well. Though I would never "walk" myself, I do have respect for the ladies that do so, reading sordid tales of furtive back seat encounters can always get my blood flowing. Indeed my first steps down this path, as tentative and shakey as they were, were done under the irresistible pull of my (many) deviances.
Don't get me wrong, seeing one too many "exposés" on "the craigslist provider problem" leading an extremely kinky yet sheltered girl to meet some stranger in a half finished house could have very likely ended very ugly. I have thanked my agnostic guardian angels many a time for watching out for me. I was lucky enough to come in contact with the right people after learning there were hobby boards out there.
Even after doing the math that every provider no doubt has done ("Hmmmm, 40 hours of this equals 2 hours of that") I still never properly went about it as "a business" Of course there are good and bad sides to this, I've never had a bad review except when referencing my sometimes awful scheduling. As they say "never do anything for pay that you wouldn't do for free"
My nature being "if you are going to do something, do it well" I was mortified by the 12 or so emails I had missed on this site, I know I have learned a lot being in this business off and on for almost a year now, and am ever thankful for the wonderful people I've met along the way. I still have a lot to learn, some aspects of this whole "being a female-type creature" still elude me, even. My inner deviant is raring to get back in the saddle, to "get ready" with care again, ever eager for the next adventure.
Tldr: sidelined freak misses her people dearly
Thanks for listening to me ramble... Anyone else think it's just so deliciously naughty to take part in this dance? From either side of the transaction?