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Just got paid from me last site job and knew straight away was gonna treat meself. Been workin construction up near Limerick for weeks now. Tough graft. Concrete pourin all day means ya need some rele
Eight years. I don't talk about it much, even here. Not sure what there is to say that's useful rather than self-indulgent. My wife died in 2015. Breast cancer. Diagnosed in March, gone by October....
Living in Brighton means I've got access to a pretty diverse escort scene. And as someone who's bisexual, that diversity is something I really appreciate. My experiences with male and female escorts h
Another week crushed at the bank. My eyes are burning from spreadsheets and my neck is knotted from tension. When you're pulling 14-hour days in the City, you start to understand why guys like me need
Right so. My first time seeing an escort wasnt anything like I imagined. Everyone talks about the sex but no one talks about how bloody nervous you get beforehand. Like proper sweaty palms stuff.I fou
I've been thinking about writing something here for a while. Keep stopping myself. Not sure what that says about me. Probably that I overthink things. That's accurate. Two years doing this. Before...
There's something surreal about walking from my university office into Edinburgh's shadowed streets, knowing precisely where I'm heading. My tweed jacket and reading glasses suggest one life. My desti
Been drivin routes between wales and midlands for near 40 years now. Truck routes get lonely. Know every service station, every layby from cardiff to manchester. Birmingham especially always been good
Sarah understood something most people don't. When she put her hand on my cheek last week, it wasn't just about sex. It was about contact. Human warmth. Something I've missed since Margaret left three
There's something profoundly liberating about stepping outside one's carefully constructed life. Academic colleagues see me as the measured historian, serious and somewhat austere. If they could see m
Here, right, I need to tell you about the time I got recognised. Not by a client or anything, I'm on the other side of it. But I was in a booking and a lad I play GAA with was also having a booking...
Most people look at me and see a wheelchair first. They see disability before they see desire. But Sarah saw me. Really saw me.I've been thinking a lot about how disabled people get infantilised. We'r
Its not easy being a separated dad in Clare trying to keep some kind of personal life. Logistics are everything. My ex has the kids Monday to Thursday most weeks which gives me a narrow window. I work
There's something almost academic about arranging these encounters. Not just the physical meeting, but the careful choreography beforehand. Emails exchanged with the precision of research corresponden
Most people assume seeing an escort is just about physical release. They're wrong. Dead wrong. After five years of this, I've realized it's about something far more complicated.Take last week's encoun
There's something surreal about comparing sexual markets between cities when you've lived and worked in both. Geneva and Dublin might seem worlds apart, but the escort scenes? More similar than you'd
I started seeing escorts about three years after the divorce. I want to be upfront about that because the reason I started matters for understanding where I am now compared to where I was. The...
I've never been good at talking to women. Not in bars, not at work, not anywhere. My brain just freezes up. I'm a software developer who can spend hours debugging complex algorithms but can't string t