Really debating if it's worth it to drive 5 hours and stay 3 days for 4-5 sessions then driving 5 hours back
Longest you have driven for some hobbying?
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Totally worth it. I'm a 6 hour trip one way and I do it as often as I can. Try to get in an appointment or two on the day your driving back and you'll be smiling all the way down the highway!
I definitely plan to get a session in right before I hop into my car home.
How long do you usually stay since you drive 6 hours? I am considering driving up for a one-day 4-5 sessions, then driving back down the same day so I can save money not paying for hotel. But a 10-11 hour drive seems rough
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The only time I pulled a single day turn around was when I got a flight out of Newark (the armpit of America) at 6 am and flew back on the last flight around 8pm for like $150 round trip. If something like that presented itself I'd do it in a heartbeat. The Montreal SP scene currently is nothing compared to the way it was 5-10 years ago but it's light years ahead of the current SP scene in the states. That's why I'd do it. I drive up from NYC so the minimum I'd do is two nights and do as much banging as possible. But I'll also plan little excursions along the way like golf, hiking, snowboarding, catching a minor league hockey game, etc. to add a little variety. I can work remote thanks to the pandemic, so I may look into some longer trips in the near future.
I’ve had someone driving from Boston to see me. If you’ve already met the woman, if she had stellar reviews or if she just has a good reputation in general, why not?
what did you tell the border people?
This is a genuine account of mine - I had parted ways with my former partner when Leolist, a newly launched platform, began to gain popularity among people. It was known for its legitimacy, with all the most desirable service providers being present on the platform. It's comparable to a classic tale of Cinderella. After a night of heavy drinking, I was feeling the effects of a hangover and weighing heavily with emotions due to recently parting ways with my ex-girlfriend. Suddenly, the idea struck me to check out the latest craze on the platform Leolist. As I walked through the pages, I came across an array of stunning service providers, but it was the dazzling women on the last post of the first page that truly took my breath away. My heart was racing with excitement and a feeling akin to love-at-first-sight overwhelmed me. Upon receiving the number, I trembled inexplicably and surmised it was due to eagerness to meet her. It felt akin to the thrill of consuming my initial dose of cocaine, providing a similar surge of adrenaline. That was the way I felt. I was in disbelief upon witnessing what I had just seen, particularly as I had no prior knowledge of any deceptive tactics or manipulations by Leolist. The images in question did not resemble those commonly used by European service providers currently featured on Leolist. Instead, they appeared quite regular, as if they were simply taken while at Niagara Falls. I sent her a text and within 45 seconds she responded. I was taken aback by her response. As we exchanged messages about pricing and the quality of her oral performance, my arousal was intensifying with each text. And then, seeing the one I love added another layer of emotion to the experience. She arranged a meeting with me at a hotel in Toronto, but I couldn't recall any such hotel in Montreal. Hence, I inquired about the location since it didn't sound familiar. Upon receiving the address from her, I discovered that she resided in Toronto, leaving me flabbergasted due to the unfortunate fact that my aspirations were rendered implausible by the distance of approximately 5. 5 hours, without any particular motive, I instructed her to schedule a meeting with me in six hours' time, to take place at the hotel. Hastily taking a shower, I hastily proceeded to start my vehicle and drove without pausing to fill up on gas or perform any other preparations. I want to emphasize that I left without bringing any garments. Throughout the entire drive, my mind was occupied with thoughts of her image and indulging in a hypothetical meeting with her. I arrived punctually to the hotel and was taken aback by its shady appearance. It struck me as odd that a woman of such caliber would be present in a tinybudget hotel. It should have served as a warning sign for me, but due to my naivety, I made excuses for her. I considered the possibility that she might be in a financial bind which led her to pursue an escort job. As I tapped on the door, a woman appeared to be quite thin, dissimilar to her photos, characterized by a neck as long as a giraffe, and attired in torn garments. I was completely taken aback and left at a loss for words, similar to encountering a supernatural presence. Without uttering a single word, I gestured an offensive gesture with my middle finger and departed. For a continuous six hours, my mind was consumed with wild thoughts of engaging in sexual activities with her throughout the night. I went prepared with $3000, intending to persuade her to spend the night and accompany me on a vacation. I was foolish, inexperienced and unaware due to her photographs. Until this today , I pondered those images and the fluttering sensation and butterflies from time to time.. I wasn't upset about wasting 12 hours on the road or 12 hours of my life ; rather, it was the disappointment of not encountering my soul mate that caused my frustration. Perhaps you now understand the reasons for my strong despise towards Leolist.
Nothing. Pre COVID so when I arrived I simply went to the NEXUS line and spoke to no one.
This story is insane, dude! The lack of paragraphs adds to the crazy too.
If you endure a 12-hour drive with high hopes of meeting the most gorgeous woman you have ever laid eyes on but end up being deceived by a service provider, the memories of that day will stay etched in your mind. That's precisely why I make sure to furnish all the details.
Lol! Wow! I’m a local, so the most I’ve ever driven to meet an SP is 45 mins. And these days, I’m rarely disappointed since I tend to repeat often, and if it’s a new SP, I read the reviews carefully.
So I cannot even imagine enduring a 12-HOUR drive AND being disappointed!! I feel for you.
Although I had the option to research reviews on Merb, I decided not to due to the recent popularity of Leolist, which allegedly featured some of Canada's top service providers at the time, even though this occurred quite some time ago. I was certain that there were no deceitful tactics involved in this, and the important lesson to take away from it is don’t believe the hype.
Beyond life and death, I can't think of anything that would make a man drive 6 hours in one direction besides a woman.
I've driven an hour max to see a woman. But if you count air travel, I've definitely gone through that and the rigmarole involved with it for SPs (and civilian women) a few times. It worked out amazingly well the second time I traveled just to see an SP. But the first time was a perfect disaster. Value-wise, the first time was exactly akin to that scene in The Dark Knight where the Joker set fire to the huge pile of money.
There is a San Diego SP that first came on my radar thanks to Twitter. Flew Chicago to see her and had arranged 3 hours. We spent the first 15-20 minutes debating in the hotel lobby on how she insisted I take her somewhere for social time first before we retreated to the room. Now keep in mind that she had already asked for this via text several days before we met and she had gotten the same consistent (but then polite) answer that I wasn't interested in that. Nonetheless, she said she thought she could convince me in person is why we were still relitigating the entire issue cuz she said at some point that she just didn't want me to fuck her for 3 straight hours. In other words, by wanting to spend more time with her and paying for 3 hours I bought myself this headache. If I had spent 2 hours or less with her, then no insistence on social time by her.
The conversation was getting somewhat heated in the hotel lobby. At some point, the guest attendant glanced in our direction. The risk of causing a scene in public slowly escalated in part because of the disagreement and because I had floated the idea of calling off the whole thing. After all, who gets a SP in order to argue? That's part of the headache you're supposed to be bypassing when you aren't emotionally involved. I suggested we go up to the room to discuss it further so as to not to make an ass of myself and to avoid any scenario where someone calls the police.
My position had been all along that while I didn't object to feeding her (not that it was my responsibility), going somewhere wouldn't leave a lot of time for anything else--and I came here pretty much for the "anything else" part. After additional arguing, a compromise was struck that we'd get UberEats to deliver to the room. And she insisted on eating before we did anything. Of course at this point, calling off the session would have been the best option but the general tenor of our interaction made me avoid that because it was highly likely to make matters even worse.
By the time UberEats finally arrived and she had eaten to her satisfaction, there were about 40 minutes left out of 3 hours before the first kiss landed. In between silently fuming, I squeezed in 2 rounds, which was the direct opposite of what needed to happen. If I "pregame" well enough (if you know what I mean), I can last for close about 15-20 minutes. If there was ever a day in which a ridiculously entitled millennial needed to be mercilessly fucked for 20 minutes straight, it was that day. Alas, I didn't pregame well enough and Carmine Falcone Jr. let her off the hook too.
A few days after the session, she texted me about sending her a tip. But the tip request was based on her miscontruing something else we had discussed. After everything that happened, she found a new way to take the piss.
If you ever see a San Diego-based SP on Twitter who gets retweeted by other SPs pretty often (with the initials G--V------), run! Don't let the Joker set fire to your money.
I've driven an hour max to see a woman. But if you count air travel, I've definitely gone through that and the rigmarole involved with it for SPs (and civilian women) a few times. It worked out amazingly well the second time I traveled just to see an SP. But the first time was a perfect disaster. Value-wise, the first time was exactly akin to that scene in The Dark Knight where the Joker set fire to the huge pile of money.
There is a San Diego SP that first came on my radar thanks to Twitter. Flew Chicago to see her and had arranged 3 hours. We spent the first 15-20 minutes debating in the hotel lobby on how she insisted I take her somewhere for social time first before we retreated to the room. Now keep in mind that she had already asked for this via text several days before we met and she had gotten the same consistent (but then polite) answer that I wasn't interested in that. Nonetheless, she said she thought she could convince me in person is why we were still relitigating the entire issue cuz she said at some point that she just didn't want me to fuck her for 3 straight hours. In other words, by wanting to spend more time with her and paying for 3 hours I bought myself this headache. If I had spent 2 hours or less with her, then no insistence on social time by her.
The conversation was getting somewhat heated in the hotel lobby. At some point, the guest attendant glanced in our direction. The risk of causing a scene in public slowly escalated in part because of the disagreement and because I had floated the idea of calling off the whole thing. After all, who gets a SP in order to argue? That's part of the headache you're supposed to be bypassing when you aren't emotionally involved. I suggested we go up to the room to discuss it further so as to not to make an ass of myself and to avoid any scenario where someone calls the police.
My position had been all along that while I didn't object to feeding her (not that it was my responsibility), going somewhere wouldn't leave a lot of time for anything else--and I came here pretty much for the "anything else" part. After additional arguing, a compromise was struck that we'd get UberEats to deliver to the room. And she insisted on eating before we did anything. Of course at this point, calling off the session would have been the best option but the general tenor of our interaction made me avoid that because it was highly likely to make matters even worse.
By the time UberEats finally arrived and she had eaten to her satisfaction, there were about 40 minutes left out of 3 hours before the first kiss landed. In between silently fuming, I squeezed in 2 rounds, which was the direct opposite of what needed to happen. If I "pregame" well enough (if you know what I mean), I can last for close about 15-20 minutes. If there was ever a day in which a ridiculously entitled millennial needed to be mercilessly fucked for 20 minutes straight, it was that day. Alas, I didn't pregame well enough and Carmine Falcone Jr. let her off the hook too.
A few days after the session, she texted me about sending her a tip. But the tip request was based on her miscontruing something else we had discussed. After everything that happened, she found a new way to take the piss.
If you ever see a San Diego-based SP on Twitter who gets retweeted by other SPs pretty often (with the initials G--V------), run! Don't let the Joker set fire to your money.
I don’t use LL and many of my peers are starting to use it less and less. What I hear the most is how bot filled the website is, 1 out of 4 ads is fake and I believe they’re populated by the website itself to force its users to pay more to stay on the first page.
I think merb is my favourite place to advertise and I think on your guys’ side it’s probably convenient. It’s a one stop shop, you have the ads and the reviews all in the same place. Some of my peers will even add the links to their reviews.
I think merb is my favourite place to advertise and I think on your guys’ side it’s probably convenient. It’s a one stop shop, you have the ads and the reviews all in the same place. Some of my peers will even add the links to their reviews.
I clearly state on my ads that anything past 4 hours of my time requires social+meal time, however I do not count in the time from the restaurant to the room and vice versa. In Montreal’s traffic that would be unfair (in my opinion).
I’m too much of a shy person to argue with anyone, let alone in public. I would have just apologized for the misunderstanding and left. I’ve never had to do that *knocks on wood*
4 hours. Only stayed for an hour session. I had big smile on my face on the entire trip back. 
I routinely drive 5 - 5.5 hours in one direction to see my ATF. I leave early morning to avoid local traffic, arrive there about 13:00 local, have an extended (I book for 3 hours, she usually won't let me leave under 5 hours together) appointment, check into a nice hotel about 4 blocks away, have a nice dinner, sleep in until about 09:00, have a nice breakfast, and then repeat again starting 10:00 -10:30 AM local. I get on the road (sometimes) by 15:00 local, miss some of the rush hour, and get back about 22:00 - 23:00.
My provider really likes this arrangement. We go at it pretty hard (no pun intended) the first afternoon, and the following morning it's more leisurely, with a LOT of experimenting with new activities / kinks. She is worth every moment, and she shows it by basically putting no time limits on our rende-vous. She insists that I text her when i get "home", no matter what the time, and usually sends me sexts for the next few days telling me that she woke up missing me and how she took care of that itch...
My provider really likes this arrangement. We go at it pretty hard (no pun intended) the first afternoon, and the following morning it's more leisurely, with a LOT of experimenting with new activities / kinks. She is worth every moment, and she shows it by basically putting no time limits on our rende-vous. She insists that I text her when i get "home", no matter what the time, and usually sends me sexts for the next few days telling me that she woke up missing me and how she took care of that itch...
Wow that sounds like lots of fun! Great setup you got going there! Your timing is exactly how I plan to do it, i.e. leaving around 7h, arriving 12h, get a 3 hour session in, then go do some things, hotel sleep. Repeat with her 3 hour, then drive home.
However, as experience has shown me, Jr won't cooperate if I sit around driving for 5 hours, so I might have to arrive the night before and get a full night sleep at a hotel first. Jr really likes to spend my money
Well, I am an older gentleman with a history of back injury, heart attack, and cancer, so I start dosing with Cialis 2 - 3 days before and take another 10 mg. when I arrive each day. She is what many would consider a "mature" provider, was taking nude photos when 16, started attending swinger's clubs in her home in northern EU when she was 18. She's now in her early 50's and looks every inch (5' 11" according to her, I think she's 6' even) like the pale blue eyed, blonde haired Scandinavian she is. If there's anything sexual she hasn't experienced, I haven't found it yet. So she is more than understanding and helpful when things needs a little attention....
We just connect on so many levels - we spend a lot of time talking about life before the internet, listening to classical music, and laughing together. She's the only lady I've seen since 2016, but I am visiting "la Belle Province" in 2 weeks, so I may have to partake of some of your local ladies....
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