Cheers!

A moment of celebration and reflection. Cheers!

Today seems like a special day. It is an anniversary, an eve, a celebration and a commiseration – it is a milestone that just needed some things to be said.

Today I feel as good as I have in a long, long time. Tomorrow I have minor surgery, and in the weeks and months ahead, I have big, big, life changes planned. So cheers!

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Why Today?

Tomorrow, I have minor surgery. My nasal septum is getting straightened and my tonsils are coming out. Then I will be in recovery for a couple of weeks. As with all surgery, there are some minor risks, and that made me want to write something – just in case.

Today is also the second anniversary of my first booking with an Escort who still likes to see me. That is a wonderful milestone for me, the start of a third-year with an adored companion who has been with me almost since my beginning as a client.

Cheers!

So here are my toasts, just some things I would like to celebrate with all of the appropriate people when I’m back in good health.

To all of my companion lovers, whether we met once or many times, in my journey of a little over two years, you have all changed me, improved me, loved me and shared experiences with me. This has been the best two (and a bit) years of my life.

A Little More Specific.

To those I don’t see anymore, I remember you! Those that have retired I think on your journey and wish you well regularly. For those that I chose not to see again (yet), that doesn’t mean your impact wasn’t enormous. For those that have chosen not to see me any more, I wish you well too.

I am sorry if I asked for too little or too much, gave too little or too much, or created any other dynamic where continuation wasn’t desired. I once saw this as a negative reflection on my personal wish to be a ‘good client’. Now I know that every relationship is personal, individual and complex. I know I am a good client – an exceptional one actually – but I am not eveyone’s ‘good client’. I am just a good match with a small number of people. That is as it should be.

I have also fallen for companions. Not expecting any change in our dynamic – I just fell in love. That created it’s own issues, because hurts can be far more profound. I have learned from these connections too and also from those wonderful people who wanted more from me than I could give.

It is a strange thing, that so many of our relationships are out of balance. What we want from some, others want from us, and the number of times this is in a complete harmonic balance is so small and even then, often only temporary. We all need to learn to live with gaps, contrast, disharmony and still make our own journey joyful, balanced and in harmony. I feel I am starting to learn this and for me, that harmony depends on connections with many people.

People I love and don’t love me in return. People that love me and I have lesser love for them. People passing through. Contacts, blockers, lovers, haters, givers, takers and all sorts of people in different stages and with different needs. I am blessed to have this richness in my life, my life is not dull.

Lucky Me.

I am a very lucky man and I expect to be even luckier in the future. I am choosing this surgery as a pathway to a better future. I am making hard life decisions for the positive consequences that they will bring. I am exiting people from my life, and bringing in others, so that I can enrich their lives and they can enrich mine.

Every step has risks. Risk that it is an end, in one way or another. Risks of pain, hurt, upset and offense. With every risk, there is the potential for reward. Breathing freely, without regular throat infections and snoring is a reward for tomorrow’s risks.

My journey in this industry is similar. Risks of meeting new people. Rewards of making longer-term and regular contacts. Risks of writing and the rewards of thinking and receiving feedback. Pain from loses, hurts and ‘lessons’. Pain from involuntarily hurting others. But joy, friends, experiences, fun and wonderful intimacy. So much joy and so many people that I think about at every spare moment.

If you think I don’t mean you, you are probably wrong. If we have met, I think about you, I value you and I am blessed by the time we have had together. I hope we get to share more of our journey together.

Xx SP 26 February 2018

Dancing on Air

Remembering a wonderful night at the Ballet with an Angel …

Recently I have been reminiscing on past companion bookings, remembering how amazingly lucky I have been as a client of Escorts. It has been a while since I have written such a ‘perfect booking’ recount, and in my mind at least, this story is long overdue.

This was the fourth time I had met this most amazing companion, four months in a row since our initial meeting. It is hard to choose which story to tell, there have been so many amazing moments, but I think this captures how I feel as well as any of the other stories.

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The Day Arrives

This fourth meeting had been in planning for a little while. Dinner, a night at the Ballet and then some time together afterwards. I arrived at the hotel in Melbourne early, to get ready, to find that the hotel had given me a significant room upgrade to a large suite. I still get excited about the more amazing hotel rooms, and this was a great one!

We knew each other well enough, and I sent a short video walk-through of the room to my evening’s companion. Admittedly a badly disguised attempt to see if perhaps a slightly earlier pre-dinner drink in such palatial surrounds might be tempting. I guess many clients share their excitement about what they consider to be an impressive booking, in a misguided but well-meaning attempt to either impress their companion, or to garner a little more time. This is not great client behaviour, and I was still early in my journey, but it is certainly understandable human behaviour. She was onto me, and whether tempted or not, sent the professional “I’m excited to see you” message, very kind, but clear that we would meet as planned.

Well I was happy with that, and took my time getting ready and still making good use of the very lovely room. A spa bath, some music, soaking in the view, and feeling like a king. Letting the anticipation of the evening ahead with an adored companion wash over me.

Dinner

I wandered down, relaxed and well prepared to the restaurant that I had booked for the evening. I ordered a wine that I knew from past experience my companion would enjoy, one that had become a favorite of mine as well. My companion was fashionably late, that is her way, but not enough for me to feel anything but a growing sense of anticipation.

She arrived and took my breath away. That happened the first meeting, it still happens now, every single time, it’s like a wave of euphoria just passes over me and I can’t help but smile like a teenage boy. It seemed that we picked up from where we had left off a month before. Comfortable, relaxed, intimate and unhurried conversation. Some laughs, a couple of wines and a lovely meal, that to be honest I have forgotten – I wasn’t concentrating on the food. I never do, that is why more often than not, I let my companion order for us – and I just bask in the glow of her company.

We left a little later than we should have, and we had to race along the Yarra River towards the Art Centre on a lovely Spring Evening. There were a lot of people around, and the atmosphere on the banks of the river was wonderful, not that we had much time to soak it in, we had a Ballet to get to.

A night at the Ballet

We were late, we were locked out, and we had to stand with the group of other ‘naughty people’ who had dared to be late. They were mostly older women and I was enjoying the disapproving looks that I was getting. Me, a middle aged man, with a taller, far more wonderful younger woman – exactly the sort of visual image to attract their scowling looks. I could almost imagine hearing their disapproval, but it was a feeling, not actual words. My companion didn’t seem to notice or care. She seemed truly excited to be at the Ballet, having training herself as a child. She was so amazingly lovely to me, holding my arm in close intimate proximity, like we were really dating, with a glowing smile on her face. Not a Girlfriend Experience, but the dream of having a girlfriend who is truly enjoying the company of her boyfriend – it was a rare, rare moment of forgetting and actually feeling part of someone’s real affection – and wow it hit me really hard – I am missing this affection in my life.

We were shuffled quietly into special seats, high up at the theater, a spot for the naughty late comers that wouldn’t interrupt the show or the other patrons. It was a novelty to have such a birds-eye view. We were close together, I could smell her wonderful perfume, made a little stronger by our rush to get to the venue. She had a beautiful glow on her forehead and her open shoulders were exposed by her amazing dress – I just wanted to stay in that moment forever. I was watching her, as she was watching the first act of the Ballet, and I was enraptured. I had strong feelings for this companion from our very first meeting, but in that moment I felt that if I wasn’t very careful, very, very careful, those feelings were going to get rapidly out of hand. Becoming far stronger than is appropriate for the nature of the Escort-client relationship.

After the first break, we were allowed to move to our original seats, to more scowls and looks of disgust from the nearby patrons. Seriously though, who in my shoes cares about being late to the Ballet when they have a companion like that – no wonder they were scowling, it is jealousy and envy writ large, and I was enjoying that too.

The Ballet was Nijinsky, a celebration of the famous Russian male ballet dancer. As such it was a showcase for male dancers with rather modern and acrobatic dance. Those guys are seriously built and amazingly impressive physical and artistic specimens. It was a weird and surreal feeling, to be looking at my glamorous companion, as she watched these amazing men dance. So many feelings for me, that I don’t really remember the performance, but I do remember how I felt. I have had many weird dream sequences since, that pick up parts of that night.

The Encore

The Ballet finished and we made our way back to the hotel. Wow, for me at least, the love making and intimacy was amazing. I was very ready, I had been smelling my companion’s perfume for hours, and looking at her and enjoying her, as she enjoyed the entertainment of the night. My memory here too has passed more into feelings than detail. We may have had better and more adventurous sexual encounters in other bookings, but that night was a perfect match for the emotion and feeling of the evening as a whole complete experience. I remember feeling so satisfied and completely at ease, that it is hard to see it as anything but a perfect evening – it was perfect!

Afterwards we spoke. I was in an amazing afterglow. Weirdly one of the conversations was around marriage proposals that my companion had received from past clients. I am really not surprised. Strangely I envied them putting their request to her so bravely, as no doubt the person who finally receives a yes response, is going to be one of the luckiest men alive. Weird how strange things like this can trigger emotions that we don’t expect and envy can be a strange emotion. I asked, jokingly of course, why she had turned them down, and what, you know, for arguments sake, would it take to get a yes?

I was listening intently to the lighthearted answer, what was going to be needed to ‘sweeten the deal’ and turn a ‘no’ into a ‘yes’. Sorry, of course I’m not telling you – that is one of my most valued secrets. I’m working on it, you know, just in case there is ever a chance.

I had to leave. I left my companion with the room if she wanted it, just for her own ‘time out’ in such a wonderful space. I doubt whether she stayed for very long. The next morning I returned to check out of the hotel, and to have breakfast, before heading into my office. That too was a lovely little surprise. To still catch the scent of her perfume and lie for a few moments on the sheets we had been on the night before, was a lovely way to re-live a little of the night and extend the connection just a little longer.

We have had a number of experiences since and more to come, I hope. They have been wonderful, and many deserve their own story as well. However our ‘Night at the Ballet’, a night where I felt like I was dancing on air, early in our journey together is one of my highlights of being a client of escorts. It was a night I will never forget, with a person that I will never forget.

I hope you don’t mind me returning to some booking stories. This is one I have wanted to write for a while, and I have others I would like to share with you, and again with myself before the memories begin to fade. Thank you for letting me share this story.

Xx SP 11 January 2018