Social anxiety

I was on my way to a session today, and I got the jitters. No, I can't follow through on this session, because my gut is telling me that something is wrong. What if I lose control of my bowels in the heat of passion.

And I thought about calling it off, but at some point, I just decided that it's okay, everything is fine, and I can deal with this.

In the end, I got to the location early, went to a filling station restroom, passed some gas, and felt instantly better.

Probably one of the best sessions I've ever had, as it turned out.

Does anyone else deal with this? Has it caused problems in your hobby life? Maybe something we can take into account in our constant drama about NCNS and crickets?

Just my personal experience, please share your own, if you feel any affinity.

I have taken a few dumps in a Providers incall. I will never forget 10 years ago I was in Houston seeing a very well known provider. We went to a nice dinner. She had a two bedroom apt. So after we go back and start to fool around. Man it hit me. I had to shit like crazy. I excused myself. went to the 2nd bedroom bath. cleaned up went back to making out, then 5 min later round two...well that was the end of that night. We both just chatted and I finally fell asleep in her bed. She was so gracious and caring about it all. She is a wonderful Lady and still is!!!

Brings to mind the 'in'famous 'Fox' thread from back in the day, "Don't take a shit at my incall!" lol

Years back I got up the nerve for my first doubles session. I was terrified and after entering her Incall and seeing these two hot women, they both walked up to me, wrapped their arms around me to hug and give me DFK. My nerves must've been more than my body could handle and my insides made a liquidy, rumble, awful sound. One of the girls rubbed my stomach and asked if I had eaten, sounded like I was hungry. I told her it wasn't due to empty stomach and told her I needed to leave to use a reatroom at the Wendy's next door. They laughed and said I could use their bathroom. I turned on the fan, bathtub, sink, and the radio on the sink because I knew it would be awful and I was right.

When finished I looked down and realized there was no TP and panicked. There was a hand towel within arms reach and for a brief moment I thought about using it since it was brown and I could wash it out in the sink. The cabinet was out of reach and I calculated if I could get to it to see if there was any paper in it and hope no brown drops would drip as I jumped. No paper.

I sat there with my face in my hands, flushed a few times, said fuck it, and jumped in the shower.

They came to the door asking if I was ok since I'd been in there for a while and asked if I was ok. I told them I felt I needed to freshen up and take a quick rinse off. They offered to join and at that time I was clean with no worries. After the session she realized there was no paper and apologized. She told me I could've yelled at her to bring some.

Holy shit admiral that story had me laughing my ass off at work. Thanks for sharing. I'm glad it all worked out and yes I too get jitters about seeing a new provider and what not but never experienced the bowel issue.

Is there anything off limits?

Years back I got up the nerve for my first doubles session.... Originally Posted by Admiral Giggle

TFF--You simply can't make up shit like you shared in that story. Brown Washcloth could have been an option--heh heh, but I am sure you wanted to be able to see these ladies again.

TFF.

I've made more than a few last minute stops and 7-11s, MickeyD's and Whatsaburger. I always hit the shower at the incall to freshen up before the session.

Experienced providers will NEVER say NO to you when asking to freshen up. I've even had several providers tell me to take my time in the shower, that our clock time would NOT START until I emerged from the shower, spicNspan clean, ready to play with them.

Yes, but not nearly as dramatically or hilariously as above. I erred on the side of caution recently when I called off an early afternoon session with a well-known provider. Unfortunately, I had been trying all morning to get rid of the last of 1/2 lb of chocolate-covered cherries I stupidly ate for a bedtime snack the night before.

I'm sure I could have used her facilities, including another shower, but I didn't want to embarrass myself by taking a bathroom break between rounds. I was also sure that even with another shower, I wouldn't be as fresh as I'd like to be for her particular oral skills. Nevertheless, I drove there anyway just in case things cleared up on the drive.

They didn't, so I gave her $140 and a 25. Victoria's Secret gift card along with my regrets, and bailed out.

Being the sweetie that she is, she even offered to let me apply that toward the next session. With that in mind, I did apply a bit (not all) toward her tip the next time, which was squeaky clean.

The Pre-Coital Cocktail -

1 Cialis
2 Gas-X
1 Imodium

Optional - 2 Tums and don't let your Burpies Backfire.