February is a sad month for me. A reminder of someone I lost, although I think about them every day anyway.  Every heart shaped candy, even the balloons. The person I lost died on Valentine’s Day. I miss her very much and will for the rest of my life. She helped to raise me, taught me some of life’s most important lessons, and even in her death, she taught me.

I don’t sweat the small stuff like I used to. She always said its the big things that matter, the small stuff is just stuff. She also taught me to love me for myself and not to care what othes thought, even in that little small town I grew up in. I think back to the time we spent together and I can’t help myself from smiling. Her beautiful face, sparkling eyes, and her quick laugh is what comes to mind.

Family has always been important to me.  In fact, I consider family the most important .  Without them I would be nothing, and not here.  So, its a month like February that I hold them a little closer. I go over my life insurance policies and make sure they are provided for in the event that something would happen to me. I go over my screening process for hole, patch in new things I’ve learned, and test out new procedures.

Like many other holidays my family and I don’t celebrate the usual way. We don’t give cards or gifts.  We feast and remember those funny stories about growing up, hard times, and of course, the ones that aren’t with us anymore.  We laugh a lot, cry a little, and feel grateful that we have each other. We are lucky to have such a close relationship with each other.

I wasn’t going to publish this blog. It is posted on my paysite for my fans to read. They enjoy my occasional rants. I decided to post this for those who may be getting bullied online a bit lately. Here’s my take on hate mail and other nasty comments. I forewarn you though, its not amm flowers and puppies, I have a mouth on me at times and although I am a lady in public, I did grow up in the Midwest and can curse with the best of them:)

This really is funny to me and I can’t help but laugh at everyone trying to save my soul, or just spew the vomit of negativity at me. What they really don’t realize is that I like the hate mail. It is like a good luck charm. Every time I get hate mail, its the same cycle of events. I get the hate mail, consider answering but decide that its not worth dealing with the closed minded or just flat out depressed pathetic ones that are projecting their own unhappiness at me. Its kind of sad how jealous they are of my life, my freedom to be me and my success. They tell me they feel sorry for me, that I’m going to hell, and even try to insult my mom or how she raised me. They say I can do better, that I don’t have to be exploited. Well, yes I do! I’m an exhibitionist and since I’m exploiting myself, I’m my own victim. Aw, isn’t that sad, I’m mistreating myself, living a fantastic life, happier than I have ever been, growing my company to new heights, expanding into writing, directing, producing and mainstream acting. Wow, life is really shit for me huh? Well, when they email, I realize I can do better and in a way fuels the fire that has been lit under my ass to succeed in every way possible. I then take the energy I would have spent on them and apply it to my work, my marketing, my blogs with renewed vigor. I bet if they knew, they would be 3 times as angry too. This also makes me smile…sadistically.

I think some people really need to take all that extra time they have on their hands and maybe find a new hobby, donate their time to charity, read a self-help book, go be useful for a change, or maybe just kill themselves and do the entire world a favor because they are obviously at the bottom of the food chain, not registering on the success meter(darn, not even a blip). Darwin would say that if we were in the wild, they would be a skid mark by now. They are hiding behind fake emails, proxy servers, and blocked numbers. They are the truly pathetic that will never really get ahead and not ever realize way. I pity them, they are the true losers. Maybe they have burnt so many bridges, maybe they are believing their own bullshit, or maybe they just need to get laid. I think getting laid would be a good idea. It would calm their nerves. Sometimes I just want to tell them that I bet they are a very beautiful person(on the inside). They are worthy of being happy but sitting on their ass on the computer being an asshole doesn’t make them powerful, it makes them pathetic. They are pigshit, PIGSHIT! Ok, I stole that line from my favorite stalker video but its so good I couldn’t help it! These people are like stalkers, its obsessive and not productive(which makes no sense to me)

Maybe I should introduce them to BDSM, some people just need a good spanking, flogging, beating, slapping and an ass reaming. Maybe that would relax them, maybe its what they need in their lives. Of course, they couldn’t afford me so they are just forced to wallow in their self deprecating ways. The cycle of crap they spew goes around and around, and you know what goes around comes around. Poo in the face they will get(yoda moment)I really do feel sorry for them. They pretend to pity me but really its envy. They want to be me. They want what I have and they can’t have it because they aren’t as talented or ambitious enough. They are the worst kind of retard baby. They can change but are too stupid to know better even when someone tells them there is a better life out there for them and all they have to do is take it. Pigfuckers…

I know other ladies have covered this topic time and time again but I wanted to add my thoughts.

I’ve been getting many emails lately from gentleman that are new to seeing an escort and just seem all around confused and uncomfortable. It can be an unnerving experience to contact someone for the first time. Its also unnerving to get some cryptic message from someone without a name.

That being said, you should still follow the directions on her ad or website as to the best way to get in touch with her. If you do as she asked, things go a lot smoother. If you aren’t comfortable giving your screening info at first, then express your interest and see what her availability is. Its really not rocket science:)

Example:

Hi Sarah,

I saw your ad and I’d love to get together with you. I’ll be in town on the 15th and would like to see you for a dinner date starting at 7pm. Let me know if you are available and I’ll send my screening info.

Thanks,
Ted

Or The same email as above including your screening info.

*A note to the retired and self-employed. Your info will be a little more difficult to verify. If you are self employed, provide your company info or some way to verify who you are. References are a better screening option for you if you have them.

Remember she is screening you to weed out potential threats to her safety and well-being. If you truest her with your body, you can trust her with your name. I don’t know why its so difficult to understand that women have to be careful and many go missing every year as well as raped, murdered, help captive, ect. Women are 10 times more likely than men to be the victim of a violent act, maybe that’s why some men think that screening is ridiculas. Of course you aren’t going to hurt her, but she doesn’t know that and by providing your info to her, it can help put her at ease.

What not to do:
Don’t talk about fees, money, services for money, or try to barter
Don’t be explicit with requests (most ladies will just cease communication at that point)
Don’t ask how she screens (She is not going to tell you, you might go tell your buddies to try to find a way around screening)
Don’t try to circumvent her policies (you’ll just irritate her, and she may not see you, or if she does, she won’t be at ease with you)
Don’t be a smartass right off the bat
Don’t be crash
Don’t send one line emails. Gals hate this and many don’t even bother to respond. If you sound serious and polite, most likely you’ll get a response.

Examples of one line emails:
Are you available now? (This makes us cringe)
Are you available tonight?
u there?
How much for an hour?
ect, ect , blah blah and so forth

Some ladies like to see new guys and some don’t. I personally love to meet with clients that are new to seeing escorts. I love showing new clients what an appt is supposed to be like: unrushed, caters to him, his needs, wants, and desires while having a fantastic time. Another reason that I like new clients is that they are a little shy. Shy men are a huge turn on:) Its not that they are afraid or anything silly like me wanting to see the fear in their eyes. I like to surprise and delight and feel the excitement in the air. What can I say, I’m a pervert!