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Sometimes what I miss most isn't sex. It's the quiet moments. The shared silence over morning coffee, a hand touching yours while watching some rubbish telly. My marriage ended three years ago and I'd
Since the separation two years back, Im finding out how expensive it is to basically run two households. Child support, separate rent, keeping both places somewhat decent. Its a financial squeeze that
Christ its been a long rotation this time. Two weeks out on the north sea and im climbing the walls by the end of it. Offshore work does that tae ye. All steel corridors and diesel and men packed tigh
Been drivin routes round northern england past few weeks and lemme tell ya somethin bout loneliness. Trucks get real quiet after midnight specially when ur rollin through industrial estates outside ma
Small towns are brutal when you're trying to keep something private. Waterford might not be Dublin, but it's big enough that you can't know everyone yet small enough that everyone knows something abou
Sometimes the silence out here gets too much. Farm work is just me and the fields most days, no conversation cept maybe the local at the pub on saturday if im lucky. Thats why i drive. City is 2 hours
Back from six weeks North Sea. Brutal rotation this time. Rigs never change but the men do. New faces. Same old stories bout how hard we work how much we miss home. Truth is home for most of us is jus
I've been in this game long enough to know every city has its own rhythm when it comes to paid companionship. Geneva's clinical precision versus Dublin's chaotic charm. After years of traveling betwee
Another Friday night in Dublin and I'm staring at lines of JavaScript instead of making eye contact with anyone at the pub. My social anxiety isn't just a barrier. It's a full-on firewall blocking any
Used to think recovery meant being a monk. Zero desire. Zero contact. But thats not how addiction works innit. Recovery is about managing urges not pretending they dont exist.When im feeling low and t
People don't talk about how disabled folks get physical connection. Not really. They talk around it. About care. About medical stuff. But not about skin. About wanting to be held. About sex.Sarah was
Been working a big contract down in cork and thought id share some thoughts about the difference between city and rural escort scenes. Gotta say its not all the same across ireland.In dublin you get m
Christ its good tae be back. Fourteen days on a North Sea platform and ur nerves are pure frayed. Wind battering the rig day an night. Twelve hour shifts. Constant noise. Then suddenly ur back in Glas
Another midweek afternoon. Another quiet hotel room. These daytime encounters always feel different than what people imagine nighttime hookups to be like. Im working nights at the factory so my body c
I've been thinking a lot about the different energies male and female escorts bring to encounters. Being bi gives me this weird insight most clients don't get. It's not just about physical stuff. It's
Christ, I was a wreck before my first time. Post breakup with Sarah, six months of zero action and honestly feeling like complete shite about myself. My mate Darren suggested checking out an agency in
Another week of grinding through spreadsheets and watching the FTSE inch downward. The trading floor feels like a tomb right now. Everyone's nerves are frayed and the coffee's gone cold.I booked Elena
Growing up in a traditional Sikh household means silence about sex is basically a cultural religion. My parents still talk about arranging my marriage like it's some grand ceremony where love will mag