Dirty Job Done

Well, of course you need a redheaded woman.

I was sitting here on this beautiful Sunday morning and a song that I was introduced to by an old lover popped into my head. Bruce Springsteen's Redheaded Woman.

When I first heard it I didn't realize how dirty it was, or how aptly it described redheaded women. 

Aren't we fiery and hot? Dirty and delicious? What is it about us? 

Having thought it over I have to say that it is definitely an internal inferno. There is something that burns inside of me. It is passion turned up high. 

I'm not just talking about sex, that is just sort of a vehicle to express that fire. I mean, it's about feeling passionate, it's living on a higher level. It's loving and breathing life. 

We can see every cheap thing you've ever done because we have that intuition and it usually slants to the dirty. Which is where I think men like to hang out. I know you know what I mean. 

This song has just made my Sunday. It's also made me want to embrace even more my sexy, sensual, dirty side. It makes me proud to be a redhead.

So, play on. I'll put my tight skirt on and dance for you.

Retiring

"Saying goodbye doesn't mean anything. It's the time we spent together that matters, not how we left it" – Trey Parker.

Saying good-bye is terrible, even if it is months away before it actually means good-bye. 

On May 31, 2013 I will retire from this amazing career I've chosen for the past 6 years. It's time, and there are a million reasons why. But none of them involve you, my generous, kind, incredible friends. You've been the reason I stayed. 

I want to say thank you to everyone who helped to make me feel beautiful and wanted and adored. Who made me laugh, who sometimes let me cry and who always made every moment so memorable. It's been a really thrilling ride.

I will miss you, but I need to get back to a place of normalcy. Where I can be who I want to be and not be afraid of the things that do make this experience sometimes scary and sometimes not so fun.

I want to burrow down and nest a little. I want to love honestly and openly. I want to build new dreams and experience life in a different way. 

But, I will never forget you, I promise. You'll always be a part of me.  

I need to say good-bye to each and every one of you and tell you how amazing you've all been. To thank you from the bottom of my heart and then send you off in search of the next fiery redhead to take your breath away (I'm assuming I did, or you lied in those reviews! Uh!). ;)

I'm looking forward to my new happiness, I hope you'll join my good-bye celebration, I would love that.

I will see you soon, and then...May. 

Safety & Etiquette

For the most part I have very little trouble with appointments in this business. Most men are genuine and kind and care very much that I feel safe and comfortable.

And there are those who don't. They are the ones who mislead, harass and sometimes threaten. Those are the ones that make this a difficult job, because to not be wary of everyone means getting taken by the men you least expect to. I can't allow that, obviously.

It surely must be the rule that references are required. Why would I meet someone that I have never met before, have no knowledge of, most likely don't know their real name to find anything out about, etc? What kind of logical person thinks that way?

That means, gentleman, if you write to me as though you have no idea what a reference is, or you get upset because I require them, I will most likely block your email address and hope that you forget about me. 

I would no more meet a stranger in a bar and take him home than I would allow you, also a stranger, into my home without knowing that at least someone else trusts you. I also would never meet someone in a hotel that I had no information about. This is common sense, please don't act like I just asked for your credit history when I say I need references. You know better.

Also, writing to a person just to harass them shows a marked lack of outside interests on your part. Join a team, find a hobby, clean your car, I don't care, but please stop writing me without any intention of ever meeting me. That is creepy, weird behavior and is frightening. It also shows that you're most likely friendless and living in a dark basement playing WoW and calling online people your posse. Great.

But, if you write to me and immediately give me a couple of references and a few lines about who you are and what you like, we'll get along famously. A picture goes a long way as well. I just want to get the formalities out of the way first so that we can then get onto the most important thing: you and me. Together. Oh yeah.

So, drop the behavior that says 'Be afraid of me,' because I most likely will oblige you, and if you're scary enough, inform other people of that fact, too. 

All you other sexy men, keep writing and sharing your time with me, it's been such a great experience!