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I had forgotten about how hot nurses are as a genre! When I was in college, there was a nursing school right down the road, and my frat would always make a point of inviting them to our parties. My first three-way was with one of those students and her roommate! They were not into each other as much as I was hoping, but still.
Scott
Brothers help me out.
So at the beginning of the month, I decided to let my SA membership lapse. I had gotten enough leads from SA and new prospects from CL to keep me occupied for a while.
But now I've been getting a relative flood of responses to my SA account now that my membership has expired. I have over 20 unread messages sitting in my inbox that I can't access. Ironically (and suspiciously) I wasn't getting this kind of response rate when I had an active membership logging almost everyday and sending messages. Yet when I do nothing and don't login my profile becomes a magnet.
Is this due to some search engine rigging they do to try to re-active accounts by placing my profile at the top of results or is it the girls in my area are starting to get desperate to find a legit SD? I'm noticing the majority of the girls who are contacting me have been on the site for at least a couple of months.
Anyway, I wanted to get your guys opinion on this. Have you guys noticed this same phenomenon on SA? I know other sites blatantly have fake accounts to reel in old members, but from what I can tell most of the girls who contacted me are legit.
So should I stay strong and ignore the temptation to renew? I kinda want to just focus on the two SBs who are currently on my plate. Or is it not a big deal to renew and explore some new SA leads?
[QUOTE=John G Smith; 1492163]Brothers help me out.
But now I've been getting a relative flood of responses to my SA account now that my membership has expired. I have over 20 unread messages sitting in my inbox that I can't access. Ironically (and suspiciously) I wasn't getting this kind of response rate when I had an active membership logging almost everyday and sending messages. Yet when I do nothing and don't login my profile becomes a magnet.
So should I stay strong and ignore the temptation to renew? I kinda want to just focus on the two SBs who are currently on my plate. Or is it not a big deal to renew and explore some new SA leads?[/QUOTE]That is common, just wait and tae care of your current leads, then a month or two later there is the new catch to be caught.
[QUOTE=F Scott; 1488595]Hugh,
Are you a lurker with intel to contribute? If so, welcome to the Bowl. Wherever you are from, your insights, experience and wisdom are appreciated. Please post up.
Best,
Scott.
PS. Funny name![/QUOTE]I have no intel to contribute on this subject. I'm good with the BP scene and the Baltimore SW tracks.
I do like reading your posts. I'm not sure I have the patience that you seem to have. The reward does sound great!
Fabulous story Scott! I've got that old Dennis DeYoung song going through my head now."Cum Saaaaaiiil away with me!"
John,
I think a lot of them probably are legit. I let my account expire every month and have noticed they 'feature' you as soon as it expire so you get a ton of winks and emails. Of course this makes you re-subscribe (they are not dumb).
Of the round of expired winks I got last month, I followed up on all the interesting ones and at least got emails and a few m&gs, so I know many if not all are real.
That being said, the previous advice is also probably good, it'll be like a new pool if you take a month or so away.
[QUOTE=John G Smith; 1492163]Brothers help me out.
So at the beginning of the month, I decided to let my SA membership lapse. I had gotten enough leads from SA and new prospects from CL to keep me occupied for a while.
But now I've been getting a relative flood of responses to my SA account now that my membership has expired. I have over 20 unread messages sitting in my inbox that I can't access. Ironically (and suspiciously) I wasn't getting this kind of response rate when I had an active membership logging almost everyday and sending messages. Yet when I do nothing and don't login my profile becomes a magnet.
Is this due to some search engine rigging they do to try to re-active accounts by placing my profile at the top of results or is it the girls in my area are starting to get desperate to find a legit SD? I'm noticing the majority of the girls who are contacting me have been on the site for at least a couple of months.
Anyway, I wanted to get your guys opinion on this. Have you guys noticed this same phenomenon on SA? I know other sites blatantly have fake accounts to reel in old members, but from what I can tell most of the girls who contacted me are legit.
So should I stay strong and ignore the temptation to renew? I kinda want to just focus on the two SBs who are currently on my plate. Or is it not a big deal to renew and explore some new SA leads?[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=F Scott;1491975]I ask,"would you like to take the tiller?", to which she replies, in her posh British accent,"no, I'd like to fuck you."[/QUOTE]Brother Scott,
The above dialogue is like a classic line from a movie. It may rival Rhett Butler, in GWTW. I am certainly glad that I didn't have a mouthful of liquid when I read this one because I busted out with an uncontrollable horse laugh which continued on a bit. Definitely some great prose there my friend and sooooo glad that the Brit blew your boating shoes clean off. Yip-fuckin-ee; sounds like one that you will take to the old folks home in your grey matter, and even old-timers won't erase that memory! Sweet. Vroom
[QUOTE=Varoom; 1493096]Brother Scott,
The above dialogue is like a classic line from a movie. It may rival Rhett Butler, in GWTW. I am certainly glad that I didn't have a mouthful of liquid when I read this one because I busted out with an uncontrollable horse laugh which continued on a bit. Sweet. Vroom[/QUOTE]Thanks, Vroom. I didn't really think of the humor potential as I was writing it, but now that you point it out, it was pretty snappy, wasn't it? And the best part is, it's all true! And you are correct, I will never forget the day, ever, nor will Scottie. He loves me so much right now, it's kind of embarassing. Can you have a bromance with your own penis? Apparently so!
In other news, my Irish Cherokee bailed on me, surprise, surprise. My big failing is that I let myself get out ahead of reality, and start to image the two of us, wrapped in the Sweet Embrace, and I start to believe that she will, in fact, follow through, and forget what the history has been up till now. I straight out accused her of yanking my chain, which of course she denied, and protested that she really, really wants us to get together, but things just came up, yada yada yada. I ask you, my brothers, what just comes up in the life of a 23 yo partially-employed baby that can't be put off for an hour or two? I own my own business and still I can usually find an hour to meet someone for coffee on a given day, especially if it's been planned ahead. Whatever.
In further news, out of the blue I got a response yesterday to a contact I had put out on SA from a gorgeous, funny, smart, lively baby who I may just be mad for. We met for coffee, spent almost three hours at a Starbucks near me, and have been texting and emailing ever since. She is a single mom, ex-military, fishing, hunting and cooking fan, who acts and sings. God, I think I'm in love. Plus, she is gorgeous, did I mention that? We are meeting for lunch on Monday. Negotiations have already been dealt with, since, as she told me, she's pretty sure I'm her guy. Plus, she's Irish. First generation, and you senior members know what I think about that! She is so animated, and full of life, that I think she will be perfect for me to get over the breakup with my ATF, which I realized recently has not even been a month. Time does drag when you are miserable, doesn't it?
Lastly, my "sure thing" with my little Goth baby with the enormous rack did not materialize [I]either[/I]. After an endless stream of "sexts", the line suddenly went dead. As Magic said to me, "Ya just never know how this shit's gonna go", which I think we should have made into t-shirts for the clubhouse.
Anyway, just some random musings and updates, in no particular order and without polish. SO comes home this evening, so I will be headed back to solitary until Monday, when I am going to delight in my shiny new baby (hopefully).
Feelin' good,
Scott
[QUOTE=F Scott;1493532]since, as she told me, she's pretty sure I'm her guy.[/QUOTE]Well, I guess Irish is the LAST ONE to know then. The rest of use in the clubhouse are damned sure about you being the guy, and Scottie put in two vote of confidence on the subject. My guess Scott, you'll have her kissin the Blarney Stone for dessert on Monday.
This is most likely a case of GPS.
An email on sa led me to give her my text number, texting back and forth and she started bringing up allowance, even before we met.
I threw out a umber and she agreed to the number, even though no visitation frequency has been set. Then the M&G was being discussed and since I her to prove I am real, she expects $300 for a glass of wine when we meet. I did not comment on that text, but my silence is most likely to her."Ok Ill give you $300 for a glass of wine and a M&G" my instincts. Jusr walk away and say buh bye.
Any flanking maneuvers?
[QUOTE=Varoom;1493735]My guess Scott, you'll have her kissin the Blarney Stone for dessert on Monday.[/QUOTE]That is my sincere hope, but I want to go a little slowly with this one, since I have a really good feeling about long-term potential here, and don't want to come off as too grabby, unless she indicates that access would be encouraged.
Have a great, baby-filled weekend, my brothers.
I look forward to Monday morning's recap,
Scott
[QUOTE=EuroInCincy; 1493933]This is most likely a case of GPS.
An email on sa led me to give her my text number, texting back and forth and she started bringing up allowance, even before we met.
I threw out a umber and she agreed to the number, even though no visitation frequency has been set. Then the M&G was being discussed and since I her to prove I am real, she expects $300 for a glass of wine when we meet. I did not comment on that text, but my silence is most likely to her."Ok Ill give you $300 for a glass of wine and a M&G" my instincts. Jusr walk away and say buh bye.
Any flanking maneuvers?[/QUOTE]Euro,
That is completely outrageous! You could agree to the $300, but then suggest that she fuck you when you meet, just so [I]you[/I] know [I]she's[/I] for real LOL! If she's new to the Bowl, she may just not know how it works, so if it were me I'd compose a calm, polite response, laying out the way the game is played, and let her walk or not. Be prepared yourself to have it be the end.
Let us know,
Scott
[QUOTE=EuroInCincy; 1493933]Jusr walk away and say buh bye.
Any flanking maneuvers?[/QUOTE]Not sure if it is GPS or maybe more so just throwing out her line (line of BS) to see just how stupid these SD's can be. Lets look at this if the tables were turned and you were lurking for a female who was trolling for your services. Say you have no idea what she is willing to pay to get up close and personal with your equipment, so how would you handle the negotiations? Of course you would start high and see her reaction, and when she reacted that you were being unreasonable then you would lower the fee for your services until the negotiations reached the floor of what Euro was willing to accept to insert the equipment into said hole.
So here is what I would do; tell her straight out how your program works. NO sugar for M&G, but maybe a parting gift for showing and playing nice over coffee; aka gift card. (Most people do not get paid to drink a cup of coffee). Then if mutual feelings are in place and time is scheduled in the FC that you would provide to her X wampum per visit, with future negotiations being possible upon extroadinary performance. Pretty simple, and if she responds for further discussion then you have the makings of an appointment brewing. If / when she tells you there are way better offers and more generous gentlemen out there, then tell her to go find her generous SD and stop wasting her time talking to you since you obviously aren't her cup of tea.
Not much about flanking, way more about straight talk; here is what I will do for you, if you do this for me. Ding, ding, we have a winner!
[QUOTE=Varoom;1494060]Not much about flanking, way more about straight talk[/QUOTE]I was having this discussion with a new pot baby the other day: how, in a strange way, the Sugar Bowl offers both parties the opportunity to be upfront and straightforward in what we expect in a way that real life dating does not. Before I was married, I would use whatever ruse, game, angle or approach I could think of to get access to the pussy, but now, in the SB world, I curiously find that staight talk is the way to go. These babies can smell a bs'er a mile away, and most will call you on it in no uncertain language.
I wonder why I feel so much more free to be honest in the Bowl, and would love to hear more opinions from the brothers, and Mandy, of course.
So, here is the topic for debate: "Why, in an arena that prizes discretion, and for most, married or not, a certain level of secrecy, does it seem to be so easy to be honest?" The floor is open for input.
Scott
[QUOTE=EuroInCincy; 1493933]This is most likely a case of GPS.
An email on sa led me to give her my text number, texting back and forth and she started bringing up allowance, even before we met.
I threw out a umber and she agreed to the number, even though no visitation frequency has been set. Then the M&G was being discussed and since I her to prove I am real, she expects $300 for a glass of wine when we meet. I did not comment on that text, but my silence is most likely to her."Ok Ill give you $300 for a glass of wine and a M&G" my instincts. Jusr walk away and say buh bye.
Any flanking maneuvers?[/QUOTE]Not all aspects of EuroInCincy's situation are clear to me. I assume EuroInCincy and the girl have agreed to $300 behind closed doors; her view is they will meet for a M&G at which M&G she expects $300 and this occasion will not be followed by going behind closed doors. I would tell her the $300 is associated with behind closed doors time; a M&G for coffee is not behind closed doors time and is not compensable unless the two of you decide to adjourn to behind closed doors.
I agree with Scott. Being straight up about everying is the only way.
I don't agree with gift cards or anything not associated with going behind closed doors. If we start something like that we invite more of the same, ending with regrets.
Scott as always you pose an interesting question – why do you feel free to be honest in the sugar bowl?
But, I have to question if you're really all that honest? I think we find our longer-term favorites and we get comfortable and are honest with that person. But, that's only part of the sugar journey.
I mean – how many of your babies know your real name, what you do, or your company name?
What they do know is what you like in bed and that you play with multiple people. Once you form a connection with them, it's easy to be honest with everything else because they already know 'the worst of you. '
But, at the same time once that connection is formed I think we tend to lie a little bit to protect that person just like most of us do with our spouses. Recently, 'Him' revealed that he's been dating someone locally. It's been going on for several months and in an effort to 'not hurt me' he lied to me. I can't fault him – The Doctor has no idea I have another SD.
So, while I agree there is a certain level of honesty in the sugar world. I think we cloud things over here just as much as in our normal worlds.
Mandy
[QUOTE=SbabyBlog; 1494208]Scott as always you pose an interesting question – why do you feel free to be honest in the sugar bowl?
But, I have to question if you're really all that honest? I think we find our longer-term favorites and we get comfortable and are honest with that person. But, that's only part of the sugar journey.
I mean – how many of your babies know your real name, what you do, or your company name?
What they do know is what you like in bed and that you play with multiple people. Once you form a connection with them, it's easy to be honest with everything else because they already know 'the worst of you. '
But, at the same time once that connection is formed I think we tend to lie a little bit to protect that person just like most of us do with our spouses. Recently, 'Him' revealed that he's been dating someone locally. It's been going on for several months and in an effort to 'not hurt me' he lied to me. I can't fault him – The Doctor has no idea I have another SD.
So, while I agree there is a certain level of honesty in the sugar world. I think we cloud things over here just as much as in our normal worlds.
Mandy[/QUOTE]Perhaps honesty is not the perfect word, here, but rather "forthrightness". I don't just tell a new baby what I like in bed, but share stuff about myself, (not including my real name, etc) that even some of my close friends don't know. I find it liberating and a release. Maybe the fact that I am "anonymous" in one regard lets me be more open in others?
Only my last ATF knew my real name, none of the others ever did. It just didn't seem like a smart thing, so perhaps selective honesty, if there is such a thing, is the phrase I'm after. Having said this, I never shared with her that I was also seeing other babies while we were together. Again, it just did not seem smart, but if she had asked, I would have told the truth, I think. Is that a lie of commission, or omission? I know she was seeing other people during our time together, and so what would have been the big deal? On the third hand, if she had started our day together telling me about the date she had the night before, I'm not sure how I would have reacted, so Mandy, maybe you are right after all. The more it gets to be like real life, the more we obfuscate to "protect" our partners. I asked my current Irish Obsession if she were planning on having multiple situations at our first m&g, and she admitted that she was looking for more than one, but not in a serial fashion, and I appreciated that. Is that honesty? Does the book have to be totally open to call it "honest"?
I truly have not worked this through very much in my own head yet to be able to be articulate it very well; it's just a sense I have that I am communicating with these babies in a direct, frank way that is in marked contrast to the way I used to pursue real-life relationships, and I really like the way I feel when I'm doing it. Maybe because I know there is a huge Bowl out there, I don't need to "put one over" on any particular baby, and so that lets me say exactly what I want to say. I'm not being rude or disrespectful by any means, just clear and simple, direct and open. And it is not only about sex.
Brothers, chime in here. Am I the only one who thinks this way? Mandy, maybe bring another sister on board so we can get a lively dialogue going. It seems to me there is something to this topic that could help us all, babies and daddies alike, find a more rewarding situation, or two.
In other news, a client just laid a huge amount of cash on me as payment for time, so I am scraping it off the books and straight into my sugar bowl. Hooray, just in time for the weeks ahead. Rain on and off all day, so we will not, apparently, burst into flames here in the Midwest, at least not just yet.
Looking forward to more opinions on the topic as posed,
Scott
[QUOTE=F Scott;1494290](Edit Delete) I truly have not worked this through very much in my own head yet to be able to be articulate it very well; it's just a sense I have that I am communicating with these babies in a direct, frank way that is in marked contrast to the way I used to pursue real-life relationships, and I really like the way I feel when I'm doing it. (Edit Delete) Brothers, chime in here. Am I the only one who thinks this way? (Edit Delete)[/QUOTE]No.
When Scott had to use his own game to get the girls failure was personal. It was like a job interview. Scott was on his good behavior to a greater extent. That means he was artificial to some extent if only to himself.
In the pay for play world the pressure to succeed is off; another girl is just around the corner. Scott is more relaxed, more real, more open, more Scott. Scott's girls see Scott The Real few others see. Scott likes this Scott better. If Scott doesn't do it there's always tomorrow, but tonight has a habit of working out.
This is the same discussion Scott and I had a year ago in another form. Not being afraid is power. A man unafraid is very hard to beat.
[QUOTE=F Scott; 1494290]Brothers, chime in here. Am I the only one who thinks this way? Mandy, maybe bring another sister on board so we can get a lively dialogue going. It seems to me there is something to this topic that could help us all, babies and daddies alike, find a more rewarding situation, or two.
Scott[/QUOTE]You have hit on something here Scott and I find it rings true with me also. I just had this discussion with my nurse SB a few nights ago, and then again on an ungodly long string of emails with a potential SB last week.
But the "honestly", I'll have to admit, is very selective. Still though, I find myself telling them things about me that I have never shared with my wife of many years and would never discuss in a real relationship.
I do think it's due to the fact that this person will not be around the rest of your life and you can always find a replacement if necessary. It's still odd though. Almost like paying a therapist to hear all of you inner thoughts.
As usual Scott, you are onto something here. If nothing else, it sparked a response from Mandy, who has been noticeably absent for some time.
Welcome back Mandy!
I've been lurking for about a month, and after much reading and learning from my elders on this board, I jumped into the sugar bowl about 3 weeks ago. My deepest thanks to all the posters here, especially the more active members. I have learned much, and it has made my entry into the sugar world much simpler than it ever could have been without you.
That being said, I'll jump right into my rounds for the evening.
Patient 1 is a 23 year old AA who contacted me on SA shortly after I joined. I have never been to the dark side, but her initial email intrigued me so I decided to see where things would lead. We learn a little bit about each other over email (she's grew up and attended college locally, but is moving about 2 hours away in the fall to pursue a masters). After several days emailing, we set up a dinner M&G. Some creative googling confirms most of her story, and gives no indication she might be a pro.
When we finally meet, I am absolutely stunned! She is tall, curves in all the right places, and breasts. Well, I'm a breast man and these might be the best I've ever been within reach of. Over dinner, she explains that she hasn't had sex in over two years. I am somewhat incredulous at this, and express that, but she swears it's true. We have a great meal, seem to really be getting along, and at the end of dinner I suggest we might adjourn to somewhere more private. She hesitates, I can see the battle in her eyes, but after a few moments she declines. She says she wants to be sure she is ready for the next step first. I express understanding (don't push the string, right?) , and give her a kiss (actually, turned into several very hungry kisses on her part) goodnight. I slip. 2 into her purse and explain it's gas money, since she had a bit of a drive to our dinner site.
Over the next several days, she and I text back and forth several times, making tentative plans to get together again which fall apart at the last minute because of conflicts on one of our parts (often hers) , or her simply not responding to a confirmatory texts. After a few of these, I get tired of that game and decide to leave things alone after again writing to confirm a rendezvous and not hearing back from her. About 4 days later, she texts me and says she'll be free the next night and really wants to see me. I suggest we get together at a local hotel after work, and after about 4 hours she texts back an agreement. Things are looking wonderful, except I forgot I'd already set up a date that day with.
Patient 2, a 36 year old Cauc recently relocated from Vegas to be with an ill family member locally. She responds to my wink, and seems very eager to get together. First contact with her was the same day as with patient 1. Things progress quickly, and she gives me her email address so we can communicate offsite. Out of curiosity, I google the email and it turns up connected to a "companion" in Vegas. There are no pictures connected to the vegas info, but the years correspond roughly to the time she says she lived out there. My alarms go off, but I decide to ignore them and plunge ahead. No gift amounts have been discussed, so I'm still in control of the transaction.
The day after my M&G with pt 1, I have an early dinner with pt 2. Things go smoothly, and we progress to a local hotel to "find out if we have chemistry." We do, twice, and my suspicions that she is a pro-trying-to-exit or a semi-pro grow stronger. (great technique, obviously polished, but slightly inauthentic) I give her the gift I'd already settled on and we part ways. I text her the next day to tell her how much I enjoyed our time together, and she readily texts back her agreement and her enthusiasm to meet again. I file her as a "dependable backup," but continue to pursue other leads.
Patient 3, a 23 year old Cauc student who contacts me while I am out with Pt 2. We go back and forth on email for about 24 hours, and she divulges that she grew up in town, but went to college out of state. She returned last fall after having a breakdown her senior year, but has "put things back together" and is planning to finish her degree at a local U starting in the fall. And she claims she is a virgin. She heard about the sb life from a girl at the dead-end job she is currently filling, and decided to explore. She thinks it would be "neat" to lose her virginity this way, and I agree (actually, I think it's idiotic on her part, but soothe my conscience with the knowledge that she can apply my gifts to her eventual therapy). We meet for breakfast the following morning (the Head Nurse is out of town that weekend) , and I begin to believe the virgin story is true. She is VERY nervous, but chatty. Things are moving in the right direction, but I sense that pushing for a trip to the FC would be premature, so I walk her to her car and we agree to meet again for another meal.
We continue to text and email, and have dinner about 4 days later with much expression of angst on her part, but no further progress toward the fc. There is radio silence for several days after that. She finally emails to say she just isn't ready for "this kind of thing," but appreciates my patience and understanding with her. I wish her the best, and tell her I hope she will contact me if she ever changes her mind about pursuing a sd-sb arrangement. I realize I have probably been spared a great deal of drama and clinginess.
Patient 4, a 37 year old Cauc moving back to the states after several years with our northern neighbors. She contacts me and expresses interest, but the problem is she lives 2 hours away from me. I explain that my schedule rarely allows me to travel, but she says she's happy to come to me. We set up a M&G the morning after my trip to the FC with Pt 2, but early that morning, before I leave, she texts to say that her car wouldn't start and it's now on being towed to the shop. She texts later to say the mechanic thinks she can have it early the next day, so we agree on a late lunch. No dice. She doesn't get her car out of the shop until early that morning, and by the time she made the drive it would be mid-afternoon (when the head nurse is expected to return).
I suggest we try to get together later, which she seems eager (almost desperate) to do, but in the ensuing 2 weeks our schedules haven't lined up. We have a tentative meeting in a few days, which she insists should be a M&G only to "remove the pressure of sex." OK, I'm not driving 250 miles round-trip. We'll see if she actually makes the trip, and if she does whether she wants to return with only some gas money (I figure I'll give her. 5 for her trouble) or if she wants to enter the FC for a greater reward for her travels.
I have a M&G with Patient 5, a 25 year old Cauc, over dinner the following week. She is smoking hot. Thin and lithe, but with only a generous A or modest B cup. She's also flaky, and there's no chemistry at all. We agree to meet again, but don't set a date. I give her. 2 for gas money (bait). I text her the following day, and get a response with little apparent enthusiasm. I text again a few days later, same thing. I decide to wait for her to make the next move. Not enough good chemistry for the effort, but I figure that she may decide she likes the taste of sugar and get back in touch.
Patient 6, 27 year old AA sales woman recently relocated after being downsized and trying to "get back on her feet." Very charming online, lots of chemistry in texts / I'm's, and we set up a lunch M&G two days after my dinner with Patient 5. When we meet, I discover she is in much the same mold as Patient 1. Tall, statuesque, sharply defined features, and very dark. Lunch goes well, and our online chemistry seems to have carried over (with an almost imperceptible chill, however) , so we part with an agreement to meet again but no firm date and no sugar dispensed. We're still communicating online, but I have my hands full right now with other prospects so I'm not going to rush her.
This brings us back to Patient 1 and Patient 2. Two days before I heard from Patient 1 that she finally wanted to get together, I'd made a date with Patient 2. I call Pt 2 back to say that I have evening plans, but could we meet in the afternoon. She's more than happy with that (unemployed, and her family member is getting healthy so she has time on her hands). I say great, and we set a date for 3. I contact Patient 1 again, and suggest we meet at 6:00 instead of 5:30 "so I can make sure I get out of the office in time." Yes, it's cutting it close, but I think I can make the logistics work. Patient 1 suggests we meet instead at 6:30 so she can "go home and change into something less work-why." No problem! I remind her of the hotel address, and she says she has it and she'll be there.
I get to the first hotel (a drawback to my plan. 2 hotel bills in one day) five minutes early, and discover that Patient 2 has preceded me by 45 minutes and 3 margaritas in the lobby bar. I order a water, chat for about 15 minutes while she finishes margarita 3, pay for her drinks (still cheaper than dinner) , and escort her to the FC. What few inhibitions she had after 1 glass of wine at our first meeting are completely gone after 3 margaritas, and she fucks like a condemned woman whose only hope is to screw her way off the gallows. 2 hours and 3 cups later we depart the FC, with the same gift as our first meeting, and my only regret the possibility that she may have drained me for my rendezvous with Patient 1. I have nearly 90 minutes to recover, however, so I grab a quick bite to restore my strength, and make my way to FC 2. I jump in the shower again to eliminate any trace of Patient 2, and have just gotten back in my clothes when Patient 1 knocks on the door. 2 minutes early, perfect.
She is in a green dress that contrasts beautifully with her ebony skin and shows off her curves to great advantage. We hug and kiss lightly, I pour some wine, and we sit on the bed to talk and touch and kiss. She confesses nerves, and I'm in no particular rush since I figure I need as much recovery time as I can muster. After about 15 minutes of this, however, I take her glass and put it on the nightstand, and lean her back on the bed. The next two hours are a whirlwind. She fucks like she wants to make up for the last two years before we part for the evening. Her body is even more spectacular than I had imagined, and I begin to believe that the "once you go black" saying may be true for men as well as for women. I am thankful that my stethoscope has been put to extensive use already, because it greatly enhances my endurance. Another 2 cups and 90 minutes later, and I tell her that our time has to come to an end. The head nurse will soon be getting suspicious. We agree to see each other again, and I slip her gift in her purse as I give her a final hug. A few minutes later I get a text: THANK YOU SO MUCH! C U SOON! I think she's satisfied by my generosity.
I've already written a novella, so I will save news of Patient 7 (23 year old student and single mother, breakfast M&G tomorrow morning) , Patient 8 (early 40's aspiring massage therapist, dinner M&G on Friday) , Patient 9 (27 year old early career blueblood who seems to want to "break the mold" her upbringing has her in, breakfast M&G Saturday) , as well as one of 3 prospects I'm trying to arrange a M&G with on Wednesday evening (23 year old entering med school. 18 year old heading off to college on an athletic scholarship. 41 year old recently widowed nurse who gives amazing chat, but also has a higher taste for sugar than I want to dispense).
Thank you for your time and your reading, gentlemen (and at least one lady). I am glad to have formally joined your conversation, and welcome any thoughts and feedback (and even admonitions if applicable) you may have to offer.
Dr. Feelgood
It appears you have been a very busy bee in just three weeks! Congratulations on your stellar entry into this most rewarding, frustrating, exciting and disappointing pursuit a person could find. I can find little to criticize in your technique, with the exception of a rookie move we all make - getting too many babies on the line at one time. You pulled off a spectacular double-header, it appears, but at least in my case, I know I let some great catches slip away because I just couldn't handle them all in the first months of discovering the delights of the Bowl, but this is a minor, minor observation, and not at all a critique.
Keep up the good work, and don't forget to write,
Scott
[QUOTE=F Scott; 1495367]It appears you have been a very busy bee in just three weeks! Congratulations on your stellar entry. With the exception of a rookie move we all make. Getting too many babies on the line at one time. You pulled off a spectacular double-header, it appears, but at least in my case, I know I let some great catches slip away because I just couldn't handle them all in the first months of discovering the delights of the Bowl.
Keep up the good work, and don't forget to write,
Scott[/QUOTE]Thank you, Scott! I'm firmly hooked on the Bowl after Friday night, but the most difficult thing to learn is patience. I've found that I want to enroll every patient I can in my new practice, but I have to remind myself that it's easy to overextend. If I do that I can't provide proper care to my patients, or look after myself. There are always more patients seeking attention, and only so many medical licenses get distributed. I'm going to try to pace myself more after this week.
That being said, Patient 7 cancelled on me this morning, saying she had an exam this afternoon she had to cram for. However, she indicated interest in meeting on Saturday. This presents the opportunity for another double header, with Patient 9's M&G in the morning, but I haven't yet committed to Pt 7 on Saturday for the very reasons mentioned above.
Thank you, again, to all the posters for the lessons and to you, Scott, for the welcoming words. I'll keep you updated on the progress of my practice. I hope to line up enough patients that I have a few favorites to invite to the FC at any given time.
Dr. Feelgood
Brothers,
I believe the good Doctor's recent post proves what I have been thinking for quite some time: this is far and away the most literate, well-spoken, and thoughtful thread on the entire forum, and I am proud to be a member of it. I enjoy your medical practice analogy, Doc, and look forward to reading more. Keep up the good work! I totally get not wanting to turn away any willing patients; you'll just have to work longer hours I guess. Keep an eye on establishing your "best practices" in terms of secrecy and safety, especially if the Head Nurse could run across some of your charts and revoke your license to practice.
In other news, I head out in an hour to have lunch with Irish GI baby. I really hope it goes as well as the m&g. I have set a goal of obtaining a few solid kisses at the end of the meal from her, so we shall see. As I said earlier, I'd like to take it a little slowly here, in case this proves to be something long term. I will, of course, file a report upon my return if there are any interesting developments.
Stay cool, my friends. Heat index in the Windy City set at 105! I hope I don't get to say that I was alive when the Great Midwestern Desert began. Yikes!
Scott
Fantastic Doctor! What a fabulous way to jump right in, and it is quite an accomplishment you pulled off there! I bet you slept like a baby that night.
I felt myself cringing at times while reading your story, because I was (and sometimes still am) guilty of the same 'biting off more than I can chew' scenario you are in. But I must say you handled it masterfully.
There is a certain kid in the candy store type of rush that can get you in trouble if you're not careful!
Again welcome & I'd be curious to hear what your metro area is & what your confirmed donation amount was (if you don't mind. PM is fine also).
Regards,
Chi
Just wanted to say welcome to the sugar bowl and that I loved your "doctor" themed prose below. You seem to be off to a fantastic start. Since my most favorite SD is also a doctor, I found it quite enjoyable to read.
I hope any of our mid-western friends are staying in-doors. Scott is right, it's becoming unbearable. I'm happy I get to escape it this weekend to go to an east coast beach town with my Doctor. Hope you all have a great week!
Mandy
[QUOTE=Golfcart; 1494196]Not all aspects of EuroInCincy's situation are clear to me. I assume EuroInCincy and the girl have agreed to $300 behind closed doors; her view is they will meet for a M&G at which M&G she expects $300 and this occasion will not be followed by going behind closed doors. I would tell her the $300 is associated with behind closed doors time; a M&G for coffee is not behind closed doors time and is not compensable unless the two of you decide to adjourn to behind closed doors.
I agree with Scott. Being straight up about everying is the only way.
I don't agree with gift cards or anything not associated with going behind closed doors. If we start something like that we invite more of the same, ending with regrets.[/QUOTE]Well today I was supposed to have the m&g, and I did made it clear I expected more than just a glass of wine for the $300. The reply was."see it as a down payment for the monthly allowance" and it was insulting to her that I even suggested that."as you know time is$ in business". So I replied "buh bye"
I went to the 18 yr old "de-virgined" play mate who can't get enough now.
Gentlemen,
Well, my lunch with what I am pretty sure is going to be my SNB, Shiny New Baby, went swimmingly yesterday. I invited her to one of my favorite places, a gastropub in a very groovy part of town, that coincidentally has hotel rooms upstairs. It was a place I used to go with my ATF, so I was a little interested in how I would feel meeting someone else there. The answer - just fine! Traffic was not as bad as I feared, so I arrived there a little ahead of schedule, which allowed me to gently probe my feelings, and honestly they were nothing but happiness. Happiness for the wonderful times I had there with ATF, which will [I]never[/I] be spoiled, happiness that I am back in the game and achieving success again, and happiness that I was waiting for a beautiful, funny, lively, interesting and sexy baby who has already declared her interest in a relationship, and who lives on her own!
As I sat at the bar, enjoying a beautiful glass of craft stout, I looked around the room at all the 20 and 30 somethings that were there, and realized that for me, at least, the Bowl offers an unparalleled opportunity to stay vital, interested and curious, plus have sex with women who are less than half my age! I felt like I often did when I was out with ATF: safe, secure, off the grid, invisible and excited for what lay ahead.
When the Irish GI arrived, we embraced warmly and proceeded to a table, where we sat for almost 4 hours this time, again talking, laughing and flirting non-stop. I finally had to break it up, since I had to be back in time to beat my SO home. GI Jane and I made plans to meet again this coming Monday, with precise details still to be determined. A funny thing happened while we were talking: she told me here real name, but assured me that she did not expect me to reciprocate, since I had far more to lose than she did if things went sour eventually. This started us talking about "honesty" in sugar relationships, and she agreed that there was something very liberating about being in such an affair. There was no need nor point in bullshitting or being less than direct, since the ultimate "goal" was understood by both parties, so no need to "trick" anyone into bed. The only thing left, then is openness and honesty in who you are as a person and what you are interested in having in this relationship.
I thought it interesting that she also seemed to grasp what we have been discussing here in the clubhouse. I told her she could tell me anything she wanted about whatever she wanted, and I hoped I could do the same, and there ensued a long tale on her part about why she joined the military, and it was not love of country. I felt honored that she shared with me, and told her so, which made her run her bare foot up my leg under the table, which I have to admit I enjoyed disproportionally. She also suggested that the next time we came to this restaurant, maybe we could get a room. "Ten-hut," said Scottie!
At this point, I think if I can find one other baby that I connect with, I will be content. Perhaps it is Brit, perhaps Polo. Who knows? What did Magic say,"ya just never know with this shit" or something like that?
Peace,
Scott
Doc, let me, too, welcome you to the club. You've gotten off to a marvelous start, though I also caution against booking more patients than you can reasonably accommodate. I had a wonderful little AA baby much like your Patient 1. She, too, told me she hadn't had sex in a year. And oh boy, was she eager in the FC. But I had over-committed myself, and I had to cut her loose after about 2 months. We parted on friendly terms, though, and I may just pick her back up (if she's available) in the future because . . .
The relationship with the ATF seems to be reaching a natural conclusion. I say "natural" because it's not what I want, but it's happening anyway. She is becoming more distant and our time together shorter and shorter. Given my emotional entanglement with her, I can't just let it wither on the vine, so I'll have to just walk away. I doubt she'll be the one to call it off, as she still likes the sugar. I'll just disappear.
I'll be taking some time to recharge both my emotional and financial coffers, though I will check in here from time to time, if only to keep abreast of the excellent reports from my brothers (and Mandy!). Keep on writing.
Regards,
Joe
[QUOTE=EuroInCincy; 1496011]Well today I was supposed to have the m&g, and I did made it clear I expected more than just a glass of wine for the $300. The reply was."see it as a down payment for the monthly allowance" and it was insulting to her that I even suggested that."as you know time is$ in business". So I replied "buh bye"
I went to the 18 yr old "de-virgined" play mate who can't get enough now.[/QUOTE]This girls sounds like a woman using money as punishment.
My brothers,
From this day forward, I am imposing an iron-clad 48 hour gag order on myself after meeting with any new, untested baby before posting anything. After our delightful (I thought) lunch yesterday, which ended in some very pleasant, mutual (I thought) kissing, my SNB has gone into hiding. I sent her a charming (I thought) text last night, and another equally charming one this morning via email, and nothing, nada, goose egg, bagel and so on. I just can't be so wrong about these little fish, can I?
We had already talked about the "arrangement" and she knew there would be sex involved, and was down with that, so she said, and I know I'm not a bad kisser, so WTF?
I hope it's nothing bad with her daughter.
Mystified,
Scott
Good Lord! The mind of a POT boggles the logical mind some times don't they? Has she had an arrangement before? If this was her first, perhaps the reality of it set in by the time she got home and cold feet ensued?
Most likely it is cold feet and perhaps an email ensuring her that you are only looking to have a mutual good time (mutual is the key word) and that since you like her so much you are willing to go slow (within reason of course, but don't tell her that) and that you will do everything you can to make her comfortable.
But hell, I don't need to be giving you advice. Just don't let it get you down, they flake out on the best of us!
BTW, this is being posted in the FC. Legally Blonde just went home. Report to follow!
Stay positive.
Chi.
[QUOTE=F Scott; 1497358]My brothers,
From this day forward, I am imposing an iron-clad 48 hour gag order on myself after meeting with any new, untested baby before posting anything. After our delightful (I thought) lunch yesterday, which ended in some very pleasant, mutual (I thought) kissing, my SNB has gone into hiding. I sent her a charming (I thought) text last night, and another equally charming one this morning via email, and nothing, nada, goose egg, bagel and so on. I just can't be so wrong about these little fish, can I?
We had already talked about the "arrangement" and she knew there would be sex involved, and was down with that, so she said, and I know I'm not a bad kisser, so WTF?
I hope it's nothing bad with her daughter.
Mystified,
Scott[/QUOTE]
Hi Scott,
I wouldn't give up hope here. If I've learned anything from my last SB and the myriad of POT that I've seen over the last 6 months its that communications is not immediate among today's 20-somethings. Also, once a text relationship is established I don't even think about email. That is so over 40, haha. Text is the only way and I've found it is not uncommon at all to go three days without a response, even though I respond 90% of the time immediately to texts that I get. I've concluded it's just their mindset. So, be patient and you may find your phone chiming.
Good luck!
Drummer.
[QUOTE=F Scott; 1497358]My brothers,
From this day forward, I am imposing an iron-clad 48 hour gag order on myself after meeting with any new, untested baby before posting anything. After our delightful (I thought) lunch yesterday, which ended in some very pleasant, mutual (I thought) kissing, my SNB has gone into hiding. I sent her a charming (I thought) text last night, and another equally charming one this morning via email, and nothing, nada, goose egg, bagel and so on. I just can't be so wrong about these little fish, can I?
We had already talked about the "arrangement" and she knew there would be sex involved, and was down with that, so she said, and I know I'm not a bad kisser, so WTF?
I hope it's nothing bad with her daughter.
Mystified,
Scott[/QUOTE]
Yet another new experience from a Pot. I had decided I didn't want to pursue this one, not even for a M&G, so she tells me she thinks I owe her something for her time, which consisted of several emails and texts. I am continually amazed at the mindset of some of these women!
[QUOTE=Magic Rat;1497976]Yet another new experience from a Pot. I had decided I didn't want to pursue this one, not even for a M&G, so she tells me she thinks I owe her something for her time, which consisted of several emails and texts. I am continually amazed at the mindset of some of these women![/QUOTE]It's all business with these chicks and they are willing to exchange pussy for money. That's it. Their aim is to give as little out as possible while getting the maximum in return. If that means making some poor shlub feel like she has feelings for him so he'll come up off of more cash, then that's what she's going to do.
They're working girls, dude. It's what they do.
Dodge,
FWIW, I can attest they are not all like that. Some are for sure, and I try really hard to steer away from the ones that are (as should we all).
But if you look long enough, you can certainly find the diamonds in the rough.
In the case of Mr Rat's POT, good riddance. You probably saved yourself a lot of headache by not pursing that one. Wow!
[QUOTE=Dodgeboy27; 1498296]It's all business with these chicks and they are willing to exchange pussy for money. That's it. Their aim is to give as little out as possible while getting the maximum in return. If that means making some poor shlub feel like she has feelings for him so he'll come up off of more cash, then that's what she's going to do.
They're working girls, dude. It's what they do.[/QUOTE]
Second date has been completed with my voluptuous blonde paralegal baby. I must say I really really am enjoying this one. She has been completely 'on the ball' as far as reliability, safety, and communication. One truly could not ask for an easier candiate to hook up with. She absolutely knows the game, and is about as accommodating as they come. It had been exactly 2 weeks since our first date, and she has corresponded with me on about 10 out of the 14 days.
In the days leading up to our last meeting, she virtually begged me via texts and emails for me to tell her all my deepest darkest fantasies so she can be the one to fullfil anything I could possibly desire. We built up quite a list (column header 'Semen Extraction Procedures for July 18, 2012' sorted by priority of course) and I must confess we made a valiant attempt to check as many off as possible last night.
I arranged another hotel room downtown near where we both work and left the office about 4:00pm to check in and get everything situated. Since it was 148f in the city yesterday, I took the opportunity to grab a quick shower as well, and get a few beverages from a takeout store.
She left the office at 5:00 and knocked on the door at about 5:15. She arrived in the room looking fabulous and we shared a quick hug and I let her in. I made her a drink and we chatted for a few minutes. We did not have much to say in person honestly since we had talked so much during the week. I tried relaying some humorous story to her about one of my recent travels when she interrupted me in mid sentence and said "I don't mean to change the subject, but why are your pants still on?". She then sat down in a chair that I had strategically placed in the room (and just happend to be standing in front of at the time) , unzipped me and proceeded to check off box #1 of the 'Semen extraction procedure List' appropriately labeled "Big sloppy wet blowjob!".
I am not going to go into all the gory details, but we spent about 3 hours of bliss with each other last night. I will however give a hint at list item #3. It was entitled 'Slip and Slide' and involved stripping the hotel bed, laying down all the bath towels, a bottle of massage oil, and Mr Happy finding a glorious place to hide in between those 38DDD's.
When our time was up, we both needed a shower, and I was getting pretty late for my checkin with the warden. The room was a bit of a disaster, so I just left a nice tip for the cleaning people. There was a very nice looking lounge in the lobby of this particular establishment, and I did feel the need to sit at the bar and have a cold beer by myself and partially reflect on the evenings activities before finally heading home.
All in all, this is really turning out to be something fun. She is very much having a good time as well, and I noticed today that she has deleted her SA account. She is still not my ideal body type if I were to have to pick the perfect woman, but she is so easy to work with, and so unbelievably willing and accommodating, that I am going to have to let this go for a while and see where it takes us.
Till then, I have a M&G date tomorrow after work with yet another voluptuous blonde (I am becoming a bit transparent it seems) who has recently moved to the city to go back to school after doing a stint in Las Vegas as a poker dealer. This one has been completely adorable to me in emails, sending silly electronic greeting cards, etc. The photos I've seen of her so far have been nice, but have not yet seen a full body shot. This of course is why we are doing a M&G, and I'll just hope for the best.
On the following Tuesday, I have one more potential cocktail meeting planned with a STUNNING 22 year old who seems to know what she's doing. She is a college senior finishing up her last semester at a school about 2 hours away, and is getting ready to move back home. My worry here is that babies of this caliber have traditionally fallen out of what my normal comfortable budget usually is, but I just may have to splurge for a while if this goes well.
Glad to see more traffic on this thread, and keep it up brothers!
I wanted to mention one additional item regarding my most recent encounter. I booked my hotel through an online travel site, and did not notice until later a rather curious error with the reservation system.
When I arrived at the registration desk, the agent could not find my reservation in the system at all. The hotel was completely sold out and of course panic started set in as I was on a very short timeframe before my baby was due to arrive.
Luckily I had my confirmation email with me and she was able to locate me via the conf number. It was then that we noticed the curious error. For sake of argument, let's say my real life name is 'Dick Longsteel' (of course it would be!). The booking website happened to truncate my name in the reservation system to 'Dick Lo'. When I initially approached the desk announcing "Mr Richard Longsteel has arrived to check into my jacuzzi suite with the heart shaped waterbed", she was not able to find my name in the system.
Now after we determined the error via the confirmation email, she was able to give me my room, and take my regularly named credit card for the incidental charges. HOWEVER, she said it was apparently IMPOSSIBLE to change my last name from 'Lo' to 'Longsteel' because I had "booked the room via a 3rd party site". Well my brothers, I tried to feign my disappointment in not being able to book the room under my proper surname, but the lightbulb certainly went off inside my head.
All paperwork for the room, the receipt, the bar tab, even the checkout system on the in-room TV had the incorrect last name associated with it.
You can bet that the next time I make a reservation, I will be sure to cut off the spelling of my last name to just one or two letters so that it will transfer to the hotel's reservation system that way. Just be sure that if you try this system yourself, that you actually bring a copy of the confirmation with you to ensure that you actually can get into the room.
Good luck!
Thank you for the welcome gentlemen and Mandy ("and lady" is too awkward). I thought I'd provide an update on the status of my practice.
Patient 4 (37 year old Cauc, moved back from Canada, lives 2 hours away) was all set to come for our M&G last Wednesday (planned for 6:00) , but as the day wore on I kept getting texts saying work had taken unexpected turns and she would be a little later. I tell her if she comes all the way to me I could meet as late as 7:30. Finally, around 6, she texts to say she can meet around 8, if I'm still free, halfway between her town and mine. I tell her that won't work, and halfheartedly express hope it will work out some other time. She apologizes profusely. We do the same dance. We're now tentatively set to meet next Friday afternoon, but I'm going in knowing that I have Patient 2 (36 year old Cauc, probably semi-pro or former pro trying to exit) whom I can call on short notice if Pt 4 falls through again.
Patient 1 (23 year old AA) texts me first thing Monday morning, sending me a picture of a dildo between her tits with the caption that she'd rather it be me. I agree that I'd be a much better choice, and we make plans to meet Thursday evening to correct the situation. Lots of hot and heavy texting and I'm'ing (with one smoking Skype session) in the intervening days, and I'm getting all hot and bothered imagining our electronic fantasies coming to life. She seems a lot dirtier than even our first trip to the FC gave a hint at. It is not to be, however. She texts me Thursday at noon to say she has to pick her cousin up from the airport that night. I'm beginning to wonder if I'm being jerked around, or if she's just another flaky early-20-something. The text of her fingers buried in her pussy that she sends me that night partly makes up for it.
Fortunately, all was not lost for Thursday night! About 3 hours after Pt 1 cancels her appointment, Patient 10 makes initial contact through SA. She is a 22 year old recent college graduate who "likes my profile," and wants to know if I would "like to get to know [her] so we can help each other out." I respond that I had plans fall through that evening, and we could get to know each other over dinner in a few hours if she's so inclined. Probably not the best move ever, but I'm still imagining what I must have missed with Pt 1, so I have a moment of weakness. Pt 10 is up for meeting that night, so I give her a time and a restaurant. She asks for pics, but I tell her to send me one through my email and I'll find her. She agrees.
Dinner goes well (though I learn that I should find out if my patient is a Vegan before I set up a date at a steakhouse) but ends quickly (her salad didn't take long to eat, and I don't order large meals because I'll still have to eat with the Head Nurse when I get home). I lament the fact that time has passed so quickly, and suggest we could continue our conversation somewhere more private. She is agreeable, but my happiness is tempered by the suspicion that I could have saved the money that I just spent on the meal and taken her straight to the FC. My mood picks up again when I remind myself that we're going to the FC.
We get to the closest hotel (another lesson learned, always have a reservation ready) and all that is available is 2 double bed room. It doesn't matter. We get up to the room and I go to relieve myself. When I get out she is stark naked (save for a necklace she claims not to have taken off since she "became a woman. Whether that was her first cycle or her first sexual encounter is never clarified, though I suspect they may not have been too far apart). She tells me to come over to her, and she gets on her knees, releases my stethoscope, and gives a sloppy, enthusiastic BJ that ends with her swallowing everything except for one little dribble down her chin that I see when she looks up at me and smiles. I point out the error, and she corrects it. We play with each others' bodies for a while as we have some more "get to know you" time, and I discover that she is almost flawless (other than ink and piercings, which aren't really my thing but may be growing on me after this). She is also a foot-and-a-half shorter than me and almost a third of my weight, with natural C's (I inspected them thoroughly). We play a few rounds of "Olympics" where she stars as the gymnast and I am the uneven bars.
When it's time to say our goodbyes, I slip the modest gift (lower than my usual) into her purse. We kiss goodbye at her car, and before I get back to mine I get a "thank you thank you thank you!" text. I see her as a reliable standby, since her job ends at the same time I close my (other) practice each day and she says she can be ready to go "whenever" as long as she has time to go by her house and change into "funner" clothes. I'll never respect her, but we can certainly have some fun.
After my serendipitous night with Pt 10, I go into my Friday afternoon M&G with Patient 8 (early 40's newly licensed massage therapist) with high hopes. She's also a 2 hour drive away, so we meet in the middle. I meet, and she's almost an hour late. We have our meal and chat for the next 3 hours, but she is doing about 90% of the talking. Fortunately, I don't mind as I'm looking at her discrete but revealing dress, and her sexy green eyes framed by her red hair. I nod and say uh-huh alot. In the end, however, her life has too much drama, she lives too far away, and wants too much sugar. The hour has gotten way to late to proceed to the FC without raising suspicion in the Head Nurse, so I don't even suggest it. I give her $ for gas (probably 3x what it cost her to get there) , thinking that as our visit grows more distant and she is unable to find someone to meet her expectations for sugar, she'll remember my generosity. If she'll make the whole drive, and we spend our time doing things other than talking, there are possibilities. The likelihood of that is about a 3 out of 10, however.
Today was a breakfast M&G with Patient 9 (27 year old early career blueblood whose current income and lifestyle she'd used to don't match) , who lives in the same general area as Patient 8, so we met in the same general area. I know there will be no FC, as she has already said she has to meet her parents, driving in from 300 miles away, in 3 hours back at her home. The chemistry doesn't seem there, initially, but as our conversation continues the blueblood starts to thaw and we start to talk more comfortably. After a couple hours she says she has to go, and I pay the bill ($40 for a $17 tab, but we had camped out and occupied the table through at least 3 rotations of diners, so I felt badly for the waitress). I escort her to her car and we make tentative plans to meet again in a couple weeks. I'm about to kiss her goodbye when the waitress bursts through the back door and calls out,"did you mean to leave two 20's?" I assure her I did, because she had provided good service and was very nice even though we had been KOA at her table. She departs the scene, and the goodbye kiss I receive is much longer and more passionate than the one I had been anticipating 30 seconds before (wasn't even sure it would be lip-to-lip, in fact). Thank god for that appreciative and conscientious waitress! I'm fairly confident there will be a trip to the FC when I see her 2 weeks hence, especially after I gave her. 5 for gas. I was planning to give it to her anyhow, but if she wants to assume the hot kiss goodbye played a roll in my generosity who am I to stop her?
I make the drive back home, where I have a lunch M&G with Patient 7 (23 year old student and single mother, cancelled on me earlier in the week). She is even hotter in person than she is in her pictures, and has the red hair and green eyes I am so fond of. Unfortunately, I discover during lunch that she is a complete dead fish personality wise, and is almost immediately all business. She's stunningly beautiful, her expectations are just above my limits but she is able to host, and she's willing to go to the FC "eventually." I tell her we should both think it over, but I've already done my thinking. There's just no chemistry, and I don't see any developing. If she inquires further, I'll tell her that. If I don't hear from her again. That's OK.
Even though the week was very hit and miss, I discovered Pt 10, who is sexy and great in bed, with fairly low expectations; am still in contact with Pt 1, with hot and heavy sexting giving hints of good things to come; have Pt 2 as a reliable backup (texted her to say "this week's no good," got a reply "hopefully next week, then?") ; laid some groundwork with patients 8 and 9, with fairly good prospects for Pt 9; examined but will likely to discharge Pt 7 from my practice; and still have tentative plans for a M&G with Pt 4, though I'll believe it when I see her at the restaurant. I'm developing a few more prospects in the wings, but I'll spare you the details. I've gone on long enough as it is.
Oh, lest I forget, I learned a couple good lessons. First, before making dinner reservations make sure you know what the patient likes to eat. Second, always have a room reserved close by, lest you wind up in a FC with two double beds!
Always on call,
Dr. Feelgood.
PS: I'm taking the approach that sprinkling a little sugar at the M&G can reap larger rewards in the future. I welcome any thoughts or feedback the rest of you can offer. Don't worry if you disagree with my approach. I appreciate constructive criticism and you can't offend me. Unless you call my dog ugly, that is.
[QUOTE=FeelGoodMd;1499807]Unless you call my dog ugly, that is.[/QUOTE]So what kind of dog do you have?
My Gods man! You are rapidly turning into an SD-artist. My only comment at the moment is I wholeheartedly agree with you about sprinkling sugar around. I find myself doing the same thing quite often. IE, I'll suggest the baby take a taxi to meet me at some watering hole which probably costs $10 to get to, but I'll give her 40 for cab fare (to make sure it's enough) , etc.
That seems to work fairly well with me, at least in my limited experience.
Keep it up & thank you again for the play-by-play.
[QUOTE=ChiGuy606;1500028]So what kind of dog do you have?[/QUOTE]A Basset Hound. He has character; and really droopy jowls.
And yes, the "hound dog" analogies have already occurred to me.