I really like this kind of thread, and this one is especially *sweet.* Moby-Dick is by far the raunchiest, outright dirtiest book in American literature, and here's Melville describing one happy death: "Only one sweeter end can readily be recalled—the delicious death of an Ohio honey-hunter, who seeking honey in the crotch of a hollow tree, found such exceeding store of it, that leaning too far over, it sucked him in, so that he died embalmed."
Unless there's good chemistry, I'm probably a "nice" but boring date. I like to have 2-4 hours with a woman, enjoy some Scotch or champagne, and talk. I once actually did an impromptu and not entirely appreciated lecture on Moby-Dick; the SP was good natured and endured it with a smile. I suppose she had been asked to endure more painful things. I like adult phone chat and I once asked an SP to go out on the phone lines with me--two phones in the hotel room. It was okay, but not nearly as fun as just being with her. In fact, in general I've found it best to be open to the mood that develops rather than request a specific fantasy.
I do wish there was an appropriate way to find out if an SP enjoys a few drinks. I don't mean blotto, but I also don't mean a single glass of wine. Some of my best times have been finishing a bottle with an SP, opening up, letting it happen. But that takes the right circumstances: late night (or at least her last/only appointment), 3+ hours, and the right chemistry. And usually that means a second date, or good luck. Since partying can mean giving up some control it's not something that I would ever ask or expect from an SP. I should add that I *never* lose control or respect or perspective in these situations--that's a bottom line for me and part of the pleasure--but I have found myself rooting around in my wallet, suitcase, and pants' pockets, trying to scrape together enough to extend the evening!