#There are one bedroom apartments out there for $300-$400 a week and that's crazy to me

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I should just be like "Tony, if you're paying $400 a week to live in Prahran, you should not be paying that when you can pay $1000 a month" and I should've done this two months ago

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omg can you please do the same domestic and pregnant s/o hcs but for bokuto, kuroo, oikawa, and semi? thankss!

Oh… My GOODNESS! It has taken me FOREVER to getback to you all! I am very VERY sorry for suddenly disappearing like I did!Work got to be too much, I went into a brief low part of my life, but now I’mback! And I hope my writings can live up to what they once were! Thank you forhaving me! 😊 – Admin Satori

Bokuto Kotarou

Living with Bokuto… It’san adventure everyday. It’s my own headcanon that this boy has some form ofADD, so when you think all is calm and he’s finally settled for the night –there he goes AGAIN! So in short, the house is almost NEVER clean!!!

Pillow forts almostevery. Goddamn. Day. This man child LOVES making blanket and pillow forts withyou, babbling on and on about how “fuckin cool” it was gonna be once it wasfinished. Even if it looked like a pile of blankets in the end, he’d still fallin love with it and burrow under the blankets to watch a barrage of chickflicks, action films, and horror marathons with you.

If you even think you’regoing to eat healthy – You’ve got another thing coming. Bokuto doesn’t “eatgreen”… He’s all about meat, sweets, and Volleyball… That’s it! You’ll have toPRY open his goddamn mouth and force a carrot in there for him to keep hisperfect eyesight!

“NO!”

“Kou, I swear to GOD! You better eat yourvegetables or I’m deflating all your volleyballs and hiding the pump!”

*grumbling followed by the shoveling of vegies intohis mouth without tasting them*

Knowing Bokuto, heprobably forgot to put on a condom – he gets WAY too excited when it comes tosex. Lmao. Now you have a wonderful addition to the family on the horizon.

Now we ALL know… Bokutoisn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer more like a spoon than anything SO he’snot going to figure out you’re pregnant until you start showing… What abeautiful dummy he is

But once you finallytell him, whether it be the day you find out or a couple weeks before the duedate lolol – he’s JITTERING with excitement!!!

“B-baby?? A small human? A small human I canteach about Volleyball? A brother or sister for HINATA??”

“Kou… Hinata is NOT our child.. He’s literallyonly 2 years younger than us.”

“But he’s my protégé… Don’t tell Sugawara-santhat I adopted him…”

Although he is abumbling dork, he’s a very attentive partner and keeps his eyes on you wheneverthe two of you step out of the house, and the moment he loses track of you,he’s calling you on the phone and sounding like a panicked kid lost in asuperstore lol

Kuroo Tetsurou

This cat man isn’t THATbad to live with. He’s pretty good at cleaning up after himself without makingmuch a fuss about it (TSUKKI!!!!! Looking at you!!!!) But he does tend to leavea bit of messiness in the bedroom than one looking from the outside wouldthink??? Doesn’t hang up his clothes… No matter how much you beg him!!! He’smore of the cook in the house rather than actual cleaning, but he does dabblein doing the laundry and vacuuming when he knows you’re too tired.

Sleeps late. ALL thetime. Wakes up late for work more times than you’d like, but you’re glad he’sgot a silver tongue and gets out of trouble whenever his boss catches him.Dumbass lolol. And it’s a GODSEND when he decides to use his tongue for otherthings ;P His stamina is crazy high and he will drag you back to him over andover until everything in the house/apartment is christened properly 😉

He will LITERALLY teaseyou ENDLESSLY on anything you mess up on… No mercy.

“So they have this firewall buildingapplication, and it helps you build your own firewall an-“

“OH! Really? That’s insane! I would havethought it’d help you build a house or even a fence or maybe a robotic cat- buta FIREWALL? I never would have guess,____.”

“….” *deep sigh* SAAAME

The moment you find outyou’re pregnant – He KNOWS. It’s almost like this guy can smell your pheromones change or something! Like as soon as you walk out of the bathroom, his hand ison your lower belly and his lips are against your forehead and you can’t tellif he’s saying sorry or if he’s feeling for the sign of life?????

It’s not reallyconfirmed that you’re pregnant until you start getting morning sickness a fewweeks later – But he’s right there with you, the whole time. Holding up yourhair and rubbing your back, and you have to stop yourself from gross laughingwhen you notice his nose is plugged up with a wooden clothespin lmao

Even though it’s anunconfirmed ‘maybe baby’, that doesn’t stop him from telling his BrO!!!!

“So… Bo wants the baby named after him…”

“…. Whyyyyy?”

“Because he thinks he’s somehow part of it’smaking because he set us up on that one date in high school when you told me Ilooked like a gross bum?”

“I did NOT! That’s what you told me when Iintroduced myself to you!” wtfKuroo, nice intro

Cuddling with this manhas never been more intense than when he knows you’re carrying his child. Imean, he’s a great cuddler – fuckin cat – but now there’s a central spiralpoint for him to curl into and you have to make sure you’re in thePUUURRRRRFECT position on the couch/in bed before he curls himself around yourgrowing baby

Oikawa Tooru

Okay the Oikawa thefangirls see and the Oikawa you live with are TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE!!!! FamousOikawa is put together and clean and prissy – Domestic Oikawa is sleepy eyed,slouching, and crazy alien theorist lmao … They both complain about the sameamount hahaha

Oikawa is ALL about thecuddles! He loves when you run your fingers through his hair and hold himclose. Having you be that sweet with him makes him forget about his worries,his knee, and the fact him and Iwa aren’t going to the same college muahahasuffer those who are still crying about it

He’s generally prettymessy… He rarely cleans up after himself in private, and it’s almost likeyou’re taking care of a whining toddler who can’t peel himself from your leg.Almost. And He’s NOT ALLOWED IN THE KITCHEN!!!! Last time he was in there, heaccidentally set fire to boiling water????? Of course, he’s very sorry aboutit, and he tries to trick you into letting him make something for you whenyou’re sick, but you know all his tactics and always get him to do somethingelse to save your home

“_____-chan~ You’re not feeling well! Let memake you some soup or something.. My mom used to make me this yummy milk breadand it’d make me feel 300% better in just a few minutes… I just can’t rememberif it’s flour or sugar that I use-“

“No no no, Tooru.. It’s okay… Just come overhere and hold me… I know you can make me feel 400% better.”

“Oh~? ____-chan! So naughty and forward!” As if that’s not something you use on him EVERYtime you’re sick?? Lmao

He only finds out yourpregnant because Iwaizumi notices it first. Of course, the boys best friend isALWAYS over and hanging out with you two, and it doesn’t take long for Iwa tonotice that you’ve gotten a little bit bigger and fuller – he even notices thepregnancy pillow you’ve left on the couch.

“So… ____-san… What’s with the pregnancypillow?”

“Iwa-chan! That’s not a pregnancy pillow,___-chan got it for my knee when it’s feeling sore!”

“….” Fuck….

Needless to say, Iwagives Oikawa the rundown of what to look for in your symptoms, and because youweren’t exactly hiding it from him, Oikawa brings it up with you not longafter! He’s upset at first that you didn’t immediately tell him what was goingon, but after your explaining that you didn’t want your pregnancy to interferewith his school and his career, he feels kind of guilty that he’s made you feellike you were on the back burner

But once he knows… He’sALL over social media, the newspaper, fuck even the news station! Braggingabout how he got his beautiful girlfriend/wife pregnant and how beautiful the babywould be especially with is gorgeous genes! Iwa has had to punch him in the guta few times to get him to shut up lmao

Semi Eita

Nowthis boy is kind of a wild card for me.. I’ve never written anything for himand I’m assuming he’s Nega-Suga so forgive me if he’s not what you think he’dbe

Semi is a good mix of being organized, but messy. He’svery good at picking up after himself but then finding a way to just place themess in a different area… so really you don’t know what he’s ‘cleaning’ otherthan that one space in your apartment/house

The two of you are so in tune with thinking about theother, that there’s not a lot of need for words or what the other wants – it’skind of just inferred and assumed… Not badly though – Meaning, he knows EXACTLYwhat time you’re getting hungry, and you know the immediate moment Satori giveshim a migraine lmao

Surprisingly, he’s very very touchy. He loves to havephysical contact with you in some form or the other. Whether it’s holding handsat dinner on the table, or it’s having his head on your lap watching tv on thecouch – or having his head buried between your thighs in the bedroom 😉

Everything is pretty calm with him, every now and thenhe’ll have a sudden burst of anger and frustration, but you can calm him downpretty easily without getting him too much more riled up.

“GodDammit! Fuckin… cold shower… stupid… pipes…”

“Eita?Deep breaths, sweetheart.” Complete nonchalant lmao

*deepbreaths to chill* “Yeah, yeah… I know…”

But when you come to him and tell him you’re pregnant…It’s like all that frustration and anger rolls off his shoulders and he’s acompletely different person! Sure, he still grumbles and curses about thedumbest things here and there, but it’s 95% less than it used to be.

“Look,____, I know you ‘need’ this, but do you really think we need this stupidtrinket for a baby that’s not even born yet? Won’t it be…”

“Eita~!Don’t be so pessimistic! The baby is going to love this!”

“….Damn thing won’t even be here for another 6 months…” *mumbling/grumbling underhis breath*

He’s even more attentive to your needs now that you’rebearing his child, and his hands are even more on you, rubbing your belly,running through your hair, standing directly behind you while you’re cooking ordoing laundry. He feels if he’s more physical with you and more nurturing toyour needs, that the baby inside will feel his love even if he doesn’t express itoverly once the baby is born

Tbh…I imagine Semi as being a less hot head version of Kacchan from My HeroAcademia!! lmao

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Millennials Are Hiring Consultants to Raise Their ‘Plant Babies’

Annie Wermiel/NY Post

Nick Cutsumpas calls himself a “plant daddy.”

The 26-year-old Kips Bay resident, who works for Arianna Huffington’s startup Thrive Global, has turned a passion for agriculture—he claims to have grown tomatoes in his apartment with moderate success—into a lucrative side hustle.

His skills are in high demand. Many millennials, members of the generation born between 1980 and roughly 2000 who have a reputation for being commitment-averse, are opting to raise houseplants. Critics have gone as far as to say they’re forgoing traditional milestones like marriage and children to curate photogenic green spaces in their homes.

But it’s not easy to make a garden grow. So while money may not grow on trees, local millennials’ demand for low-maintenance, Instagram-ready plants means there’s ample opportunity for New York’s green thumbs to earn some greenbacks.

After all, this cohort is viewed as being wary of long-term responsibility. “We are the Tamagotchi generation,” says Eliza Blank, the 33-year-old founder of Manhattan-based plant store The Sill, referring to the egg-shaped digital pet toy popular in the late ’90s. “It’s something cute to take care of that’s kind of low-risk.”

The scaffolding around supporting plant ownership, then, continues to blossom. Blank’s online-turned-brick-and-mortar startup, founded in 2012, draws inspiration from women-owned companies like Drybar and Birchbox as opposed to more traditional emporiums like Home Depot.

Potted plants range from $23 to $66. The Sill markets a collection “easy for beginners” (which can be sent to your home for $35 a month) and offers online classes for newbies like “Watering 101” and “How to Pick a Planter” online for $10.

“People are buying plants now because it fills a void in their lives,” says Blank, who has raised $7.5 million in funding for The Sill since 2017 and is soon adding a storefront in Los Angeles to her two in New York. “We aren’t here just to transact with our customers. We’re here to teach them, to educate them, to create a relationship with them—to give them the tools they need to have a relationship with their plants to fill whatever that void might be.”

Plant-owning novices still need guidance. “Some people want me to go buy the plants for them. For others, it’s like picking out a wedding dress,” says Cutsumpas, who makes an average of $300 per project. “You get your friends to come, you want everyone to be there. It becomes an event.”

After Cutsumpas met Tribeca resident Lauren, 37, at a book launch, she turned to him for mentorship.

“I’ve always wanted to have a lot of plants,” says the health and wellness coach, who declined to use her last name due to privacy concerns. “It just always felt so cumbersome to go out and do it. I would go to the Flower District and feel so overwhelmed.”

She paid Cutsumpas just under $500 to buy and install a fiddle-leaf fig tree, two snake plants, a few potted pothos plants and a microgreen and herb station in the three-bedroom apartment she shares with her husband and 4-year-old child.

“I can kill anything, so I wanted low-maintenance. We have a ton of light, and I wanted air-purifying plants,” says Lauren.

She texts pictures of her ailing plants, like the brown spots on her fiddle-leaf fig, to Cutsumpas when she needs advice, which he dispenses at no extra charge. (It was a case of sunburn.)

Cutsumpas—whose plant-filled Instagram feed @FarmerNickNYC boasts almost 10,000 followers—sees plants as a “transitional step” toward bigger commitments: “You’re showing yourself, your friends and your family, ‘Hey, I’m taking this slow. I’m not ready to settle down and start having a kid at age 26.’ ”

Other New Yorkers gravitate toward plants as a design element, instead of posters or art.

A financial consultant who works from his Bushwick home, Sean Valentine, wanted his flat to have “some life in it.”

Valentine, 28, contacted his friend Maryah Greene, 23, a third-grade teacher who moonlights as a plant consultant. Like Cutsumpas, she finds most of her clients via Instagram (though she and Valentine are childhood friends).

“I became known as the crazy lady who’s always fixing someone’s plant,” says Greene, who posts advice on Instagram about choosing low-commitment flora and treating yellowing leaves. Her account @Greene.Piece, she says, has earned her about 20 clients in the last year. Greene takes home between $50 and $160 depending on a project’s budget and scale. (Her day rate is $250.)

Valentine and his roommates “gave me a $400 budget to ball out,” says Greene. “It was a lesson for me. I was like, ‘I can totally get you this really dope ficus, but the air quality in here sucks.’ ”

Now vines, hanging plants and shoots in pots on shelves line the walls of Valentine’s apartment.

“You can put paintings on the wall, but there’s nothing like having greenery,” says Valentine, who admits he’d never had a houseplant before. “It’s very alive.”

Greene attributes the millennial plant boom, in part, to social media—“the way that we advertise our spaces and our day-to-day” activities. But she tells clients it’s not all aesthetics but practicality, too.

“Everyone likes the look of having a plant by the window. But most of those really pretty Swiss cheese [monstera] plants aren’t meant to be on a windowsill, where it’s absolutely freezing,” says Greene. “Don’t get a massive tree if you don’t have the energy to water it and to fertilize it. You can just get a tiny bonsai.”

It’s not just homes that get spiffed up in this green wave. Restaurants, retailers and runways are putting a premium on plants as design, like Rihanna’s buzzy September 2018 Savage x Fenty lingerie show, staged like a leafy eden.

Brands like Nike, Umbro and Foot Locker have tapped Olivia Rose, the Manhattan native behind plant design studio Bodega Rose, to greenify store installations and workshops. Her signature basketball planter, which starts at $90 ($125 with a pothos plant) is a must-have accessory. Last year, ultra-cool label Gypsy Sport, helmed by Balenciaga alum Rio Uribe, sent models down the runway with Rose’s basketball planters during Fashion Week, making Rose the green-thumbed darling of the hypebeast set, able to marry high fashion and street style. She draped MoMA PS1’s courtyard in the planters for the museum’s first-ever plant installation.

In Greenpoint, hip Michelin-starred eatery Oxomoco features an elaborately designed ceiling plantscape by Rose. And Nike CEO Mark Parker commissioned a work for his office after seeing her Air Force One-inspired resin planters.

Rose thinks of herself “as a plant rock star. I’m going on tour with plants,” and prioritizes the “entertainment element” of her work, adding she knows she’s catering to a social-media savvy crowd: “People want to take pictures.”

“If plants are characters in my life, then how would they live? They would be big, they would wear the coolest clothes, they would dress in the best pots, they would go play basketball,” the 23-year-old, who formally trained as a landscape architect at Cornell, tells The Post.

Millennial mainstays like cacti, monsteras, philodendrons and twisted trunks of tropical trees in Rose’s own Kips Bay apartment provide ample inspiration—and a background for selfies shared with her 19,500 Instagram followers.

The idea for The Sill’s Plant Parenthood Club ($39/year) came from demand from Blank’s customers for advice on care. They even call their leafy dependents “plant babies.”

“It’s in lieu of actual babies,” she says. “It’s like, ‘Oh my god, I could never have an actual baby, but I can have a plant, and that could be my baby.’”

For his part, Valentine is currently experiencing the seasonal roller coaster of plant ownership. “Watching them transition to the fall and the winter, I’ve been a little nervous, because things happen, leaves fall off, and you’re like, ‘Am I doing this wrong?’”

Luckily, when Valentine or his roommates are out of town, Greene is on call to plant-sit.

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Millennials Are Hiring Consultants to Raise Their ‘Plant Babies’

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Top 21 Most Bizarre, Crazy And Unusual Houses In The World

by Abhisikta Ganguly - February 28, 2017

From a house built upside-down to one resembling a toilet, here’s a look at some of the most impressive yet odd feats of home designs around the world. Transparent House, Japan Built by Sou Fujimoto Architects, this 914 square-foot transparent house was inspired by ancient predecessors who inhabited trees. While so-called “House NA” offers plenty of daylight, expect no privacy here.

Keret House World’s slimmest house, known as the Keret House, this space is used as artist’s residence. The artist lives here a few days a week and, given the size and structure of this space, it can’t really be considered a full-time residence. The architect that designed the space has been working at this project for three years and finds it very interesting. He was inspired by the work of Israeli writer Etgar Keret, who writes extremely short stories.

Hobbit House, Wales Back in 2003, Simon Dale undertook the mammoth task of building a low impact living house for him and his family. Influenced by the Lord of the Rings franchise, Dale went about building a cosy hobbit home after purchasing 7 acres of land and £3000 worth of materials. After 4 months of rigorous labor, the home was completed and it must be said, it is a sight to behold.

Flintstones House, Japan The single-story structure with it’s rocky interior looks just like the home of Fred and Wilma from the classic 60′s cartoon, Flintstone. This real world version of the Flintstones’ home has one bedroom and two bathrooms, a fireplace and several large glass windows offering views of city lights and sunsets as well as Serrano Valley, the Boney Mountains, the Channel Islands and the Pacific Ocean.

Shoe House, USA Built in 1948 by Mahlon N. Haines or, as he was often known, the “Shoe Wizard of York” the “Shoe House” was an outlandish example of mimetic architecture. The Shoe House is perhaps the most long lived reminder of Haines. A stucco covered wood frame building it is some 49 feet long and 25 feet high containing three beds, two baths, a kitchen and a living room across five levels.

Dumpster Home, Brooklyn Gregory Kloehn is designer from California that turned an old dumpster into his Brooklyn home. It might be a ‘dump’ but he’s added all of the necessary amenities to a good apartment, he’s got a microwave, mini-stove, some storage space, and even a tiny little toilette!

Home on Rock, Serbia Some homes are built in the most unlikely of places, like this shack built on a boulder in the Drina River near the western Serbian town of Bajina Basta. A group of young men constructed the wooden shelter in 1986 as a place to hang out.

Skate House, Malibu Every person has their passions and crazy ideas that they would love to explore. For the owners of these homes, the passion is skateboarding so they wanted these spaces to reflect that. It is the PAS House. It was designed as a continuous skateable space. It goes from one end to the other and it’s similar to a ribbon. The PAS House was designed by Gil Lebon Delapointe and architect Francois Perrin.

Tree House, Portland Designed by Frank Lloyd Wright, this house can be seen in Portland, Oregon and it’s a celebration of the natural environment that surrounds it. To make it integrate into the landscape even better, the architect used features such as walls of grass and organic shapes throughout. The walls, the ceilings and the floors are all made of natural wood. Other materials used include natural stone. It took the architect several years to complete this project but the results are stunning.

Seashell House, Mexico It is called The Nautilus House. Located near Mexico City the Nautilius House is an amazing creation developed by Mexican architect Javier Senosiain. It is a unique shell shaped house, innovative, unusual and audacious. In this work the floor is the logarithmic spiral, adapting itself to the land. Work on the scale model generated many changes to find the volume which required the building.

Train Car Home, Portland In Portland, there’s a train that was converted into a home. The 807 square ft. was completely transformed and redesigned. It was converted into a home with living space, sleeping areas, bathroom and kitchen. Since technically it’s not a real estate, there are no property taxes. The train home is currently listed at $225,000.

Eco Friendly Underground Home Designed by Make Architects for green enthusiast and British football star Gary Neville, the one-story, nearly 8,000 sq ft structure has been designed to be beautiful and functional while keeping energy consumption to a minimum. The rooms of this house were organized around a central kitchen and they each resemble a petal. Together they form a flower shape.

It’s a low-maintenance and Eco-friendly house. It was built using locally-sourced materials and traditional building methods. It was almost entirely built into the hillside and it seamlessly disappears into the landscape. When seen from above, it resembles a flower with rooms instead of petals. Moreover, the house also has a glowing floral impression on the landscape when lit at night, which makes the comparison even more interesting.

Toilet Home, South Korea After demolishing the house in which he lived for 30 years, Mr. Toilet, Sim Jaedeok, built this house in the shaped of a toilet in order to celebrate the establishment of the World Toilet Association (WTA). He named it Haewoojae, which means “a house to relive one’s concerns,” a term used in temples when referring to the restroom. Construction began in May 2007 by architect Go Giung, and finished on November 11, 2007. It’s now has become a toilet museum.

Mirror Home in Almere, the Netherlands This experimental house by Netherlands architecture firm Johan Selbing Architecture is part of Eenvoud, part three of a series of small experimental housing settlements in Almere, The Netherlands, after the Realiteit and Fantasie communities came together. The mirror house was designed for a competition to create a home with a strong connection to its environment, and this one certainly reflects its surroundings – literally. The structure is a simple, flat roofed volume clad entirely in reflective glass which echoes the leafy trees around it, while also blocking the views in without blocking the views out. Inside, the compact house boasts a simple layout that lives larger than its square footage dictates.

The Aura, Cyprus Island Aura was the name given to this impressive construction. From looking at it, you couldn’t say what this building shelters. It can easily be mistaken for something else. In fact, the Aura is a luxury villa, located on the Island of Cyprus. Situated very close to the beach, the 912 square meters residence looks extremely modern but also features some intuitive spaces fit for anyone who loves life: 6 bedrooms, a hammam, a gym, a media room, a large swimming pool with two Jacuzzis and a yoga platform. Designed by Andreas Trisveis of Mobius Design Group, the residence simply astounds anyone who comes across its amazing architecture.

Car House, Salzburg This residential car house in he town of Langwied, in the Austrian Salzburg province, was designed by architect Marcus Voglreiter, who invested about one million euros for the exceptional building constructed in the shape of a Volkswagen-Beetle-car.

Porcelain House, Tianjin Zhang Lianzhi, a 50-year-old porcelain collector from Tianjin, China, has spent four years decorating an old house with hundreds of millions of ancient porcelain fragments and tons of natural crystals. It’s now known as the Porcelain House or Yuebao House. Overing an area of 3,000 square meters, the Porcelain House is decorated with 400 million pieces of ancient porcelain, 16 thousand pieces of ancient chinaware, 300 white-marble carvings, and 20 tons of natural crystals.

Airplane House, Lebanon An Airplane House in the village of Miziara, Lebanon, on May 12, 2015. Miziara prides itself on building residential homes that resemble ancient Greek temples and Egyptian ruins, or this one, built in the shape of

Soccer Ball House, Japan This disaster and water resistant Japanese soccer ball shaped home designed by Kimidori Housing on May 25, 2006, in Gifu, Japan. The 32 sided geodesic sphere floats, has the structural strength to resist earthquakes and was priced at less than $15,000.

Stone House, Portugal Casa do Penedo, also known as Stone Castle or a Stone House, is an architectural monument located between Celorico de Basto and Fafe, in northern Portugal. Casa do Penedo is translated in English as House of the Rock. It’s a small Portuguese cottage formed between boulders in the countryside. Although it looks like a massive rock, this house in Portugal actually has a door, a chimney and a window, and has become a huge tourist attraction.

Upside Down House in Trassenheide, Germany This wacky dwelling was built in 2008 by Polish architects Klaudiusz Golos and Sebastian Mikiciuk as a tourist attraction in the north Germany town. The piece was commissioned as part of ‘The World Upside Down’ project, which allows visitors to view everyday objects from a different perspective. The interior is also fully furnished, except for it being upside down too

http://noisebreak.com/top-21-bizarre-crazy-unusual-houses-world/

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Sex Workers Share On Reddit What Their First Night At Job Was Like

Many Jobs Are More Controversial Than Others.

Whether you think being a sex worker is okay or not is not what we are here for. You see, there is a Reddit post where a user asked other users to tell about their first experience as an escort.

Their answers were quite different. Some people got discouraged while some felt ’empowered’. Following are some of the answers on the post.

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I drank a heap of wine before I went to the agency. This was about 2.5 years ago when the industry was booming. I did booking after booking and went home with a massive wad of cash. As, I didn’t think about it too much. I just loved the rush of being booked and making so much money.

I started working because I’d gotten a few propositions through a dating website. I was studying med at the time and I was short on money. So one time, this guy made me what seemed like a lucrative offer and I agreed.I didn’t know how any of it worked, so I told a friend I was going out and to call or text me in an hour’s time.

We initially met in a park at night, sat in his very, very nice car, had a bit of a flirty chat, then made an appointment. He said he was 58 years old, but I think he was about 15-20 years older than that. A week or two later, I drove over to his apartment.

I was petrified, but I needed the money so I rang the doorbell. It was a lovely apartment, and he paid upfront. He was nice enough. He asked me to do some things that I didn’t want to do, so I said, “Maybe not this time.” Kept an eye on the time (via the helpful clock radio next to the bed) and thankfully he finished on time.

Had a shower, bit of a chat afterwards, and then he kissed me goodbye on the cheek. I think the fact that I said no to rimming annoyed him a little, but he texted later and asked if I would like to do a threesome with another working girl. Things proceeded from there.

Throwaway for obvious reasons, but I’m an actively working girl. My first time was only about a month ago. It was through a website where you make offers to pay a girl to go on a date with you. They had to be very clear that it wasn’t a prostitution website (you compensate for time it said, many many times) but sex was fairly well implied.

My first time was with a 43 year old married man in town on business. He had contacted me about a week prior, through the website, offering $80 for a date. he said he would give me $2000/month for regular sex if we liked each other. I said yes, and he told me which hotel to meet him at and when. He also told me what to wear.

I arrived and he wasn’t too bad looking–slender and way more tan than you normally see as far north as I am. He bought me a drink first at the hotel bar and we talked for a bit. I was unbelievably nervous, but he was fairly reassuring. I was sure everyone knew what I was there for, and I was terrified of anyone calling me out.

Eventually he suggested we head up to his room, and I gave the meekest “okay” that has ever passed my lips. We went up and sat on the bed and chatted a bit more before he kissed me. after a couple seconds he pulled back and said “i like the way you do that. Let’s take off your clothes, and see what else you do well.” I got naked and gave him a blowjob.

I wasn’t really expecting him to finish that way, but he did. After that he laid back on the bed and indicated I should join him so we snuggled and talked for a bit more. Eventually he told me that he thought I was funny and sweet and “too good at that” and that he didn’t want to see me again in case he formed an emotional attachment.

He said he just wanted sex, he didn’t want to mess things up with his wife. I said that was fine and we talked some more. Eventually I started putting my clothes on. I was waiting for him to give me some money, but he wasn’t making any moves in that direction, so I sat and talked with him a little longer.

Eventually I reminded him that we had agreed on $80 for the date, and he acted all surprised. then he made a show of looking for his wallet and then counted out each bill and dropped it on the bed as he did. I took it and left, not accepting his offer to call me a cab. I felt pretty gross. My later experiences were better.

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I was an independent escort for 4 years. My first night, I was ridiculously nervous. I went to an upscale hotel, nervously walked through the lobby, hoping I looked like I belonged there, and not like what I was really there for. As, I was really nervous the whole elevator ride up to his room.

I walk to his room, lightly knock on the door. He opens the door, says (for the story’s sake, we will use the name Sarah) “Hi, Sarah?” and like an idiot I reply with my real name. We laughed it off. It was quick, 10 minutes. He was polite and clean.

In the area for business. I ended up seeing him a few more times over the years, always very nice. Tipped on top of the hourly rate, which was always appreciated and made me choose to see him over other clients in the future.

My first job was a private client, and I was totally calm on my way there and during, it wasn’t until I got into a cab to go home that I started crying. I wasn’t even upset, It was just involuntary.

A month later I joined an agency my first night they gave me this guy who became my first regular, always booked half an hour and I never stayed longer than 10. The other job of the night was in an office in an old industrial estate, two very married man and another escort.

She was really nice and reassuring and helped me get over the initial embarrassment. The rest of the night was just sitting in the car with my driver talking about world war 2 and listening to Frank Sinatra. most of the time I even had fun!

But I still always got butterflies on the drive there. I think it was the anticipation of not knowing who the guy was, they could he sincerely nice or they could be a complete jerk.

This sounds awful, but I was so desperate for money that I posted on Craigslist. Obviously that was stupid and dangerous, but I was 17 and I didn’t think about it. I basically asked people to bid to see who I would go with. Keep in mind this was a suburb in the midwestern US, so the money wasn’t crazy.

I ended up driving 45 minutes to meet a guy who then drove me to his house. Again, so stupid. I can’t believe I didn’t die that night. This dude was like 50, heavy cigarette smoker, smelled like booze. I told him I was 19. (So stupid.) The guy paid me $60/hr for three hours.

He smoked a few bowls, talked about jazz, and then very creepily went on and on about my boobs. I jerked him for like 30 minutes with this horrible rose-scented lotion, blew him, and eventually we had sex. I was impressed he could get it up with how high he was and figured he must be on something else.

That’s mostly what I was thinking about the whole time. I didn’t feel it when he came because I was too concerned trying to give a good performance. So awkward, but he didn’t seem to notice. When I got off him there was no condom on his dick and I freaked until I realized it was still inside me.

We “hung out” for a little while (read: he slept and I tried not to puke) and then he took me back to my car, filled up my tank and gave me $300. All in all, not a horrible first experience, but also not wonderful. He’s called me a few times, but I never went back.

No longer an escort (only saw a few clients and decided I’d rather make money the normal way) but here’s my first experience. Signed up to an escort & cam girl site, my partner couldn’t accompany me to the meet so I got my gay best friend to drive me.

It was in a Travelodge (classy!) And I was super nervous. I’d asked him if there was anything in particular he wanted me to wear, and he had said he wanted me in casual clothes and no make up. Of course, guys don’t really have a clue what girls look like without a stitch of makeup on so I put on foundation, blush and mascara and a cute sundress.

The guy was around fifty (I was twenty at the time) and he mainly wanted to make out and cuddle. For some reason he had covered himself in talcum powder which was odd, and he wasn’t attractive which made it hard for me to get aroused but he seemed very happy.

The thing that weirded me out a little was he kept talking about how young I was and asked me for my real name several times (I had a fake name for obvious reasons). I was reluctant to give him my real name and instead just gave him another fake name.

I told him my real name was Elizabeth but my friends called me Lizzie and he called me Lizzie for the remainder of the appointment – then had the cheek to try and haggle me down for an extra hour which I declined. Afterwards, when I was 300 quid richer for an hour of “work”, I felt strangely empowered.

I was 22, just graduated with a BA in a major that would make me no money. Moved in with my parents and was on a downward spiral. I posted on Craigslist ($400 an hour, I had no clue about rates and still don’t but from this thread it seems high) and met a man the next night at his house for an agreed-upon 30 minutes.

We sat on the couch and talked a little bit. He ran a small business, divorced, overweight, 40s. Really ordinary and quite nice, actually. He took me into the bedroom and there were lit candles and a bottle of lube on the nightstand. I wouldn’t kiss him for awhile, but he seemed lonely I guess?

I eventually did. (Stupid, probably.) He put a condom on and I blew him for awhile, but he didn’t stay hard consistently. I climbed on and rode him and he didn’t come by the time the 30 minutes were up. As, I liked him, so I kept going until he finished — maybe another 20 minutes? I didn’t charge him for the extra.

I didn’t enjoy it as much as I would with a regular partner, but it wasn’t bad. After we finished he thanked me and we hugged. He suggested that next time he make a spaghetti dinner and we could eat and get to know each other.It wasn’t as bad as I had expected, and I wasn’t traumatized, but I never did it again. I’m not sure why. He texted me several times after and eventually I told him I’d moved.

This was only a few months ago. I haven’t made the best decisions in life. As, I was still 18 at the time and I moved out on my own. I started having a hard time making rent so I started posting ads and going on “dating” sites.

I got a lot of attention and started to talk to a lot of men but never actually went through any of it. That was until a month later or so and I got desperate and finally accepted an offer from one guy I had been talking to for a while.

He was in his 40s, from another town, and offered me $900 for the night.When the night came along, he booked a hotel, and I went over there some time that evening. I was so nervous, I could barely speak a word when I got there. He was an average looking guy.

I wasn’t attracted to him but it didn’t cross my mind that it mattered. I was still about to have sex with someone I technically just met, and for money. He ended up offering drinks (yes, I know how stupid this was now that I think about it) and I got drunk enough eventually to relax a lot more. Once I was relaxed, he started kissing me, we eventually got naked, performed oral.

We had sex twice and he got off in less than two minutes each time. Which was a really good thing because he was bigger than I expected too. After that, we just went to sleep and I left in the morning. yes, i stayed over night which was probably another dumb thing to do but oh well.

I guess it ended up being better than I expected but maybe I was just luckier than some girls here that he wasn’t too creepy or gross. Since then I’ve only done this twice more but not with him.

I remember the first time I accepted money for sex. A guy messaged me on a gay dating site. I was 17 at the time, “18” on my profile. This man (60-something years old) offered me $100 to suck my dick. I knew I was down immediately. I countered back that I’d do it for $150, and he had to let me watch porn while he did it.

“Can I swallow it?” Uh yeah, duh.So I went to his place. As a (28 year old) adult now, I think – what the fuck… that guy could have murdered me. He could have raped me. He could have cut my skin off to wear it like a dress. But he didn’t do any of those things.

He put on some porn for me (very helpful, as I wasn’t attracted to him at all). I pulled out my dick, started jacking off, and once I was hard he sucked me to completion. $150. Thank you very much.

“Would you be willing to come again some time?” Uh yeah, duh. So I would head over to his place about once a month. Cum. Get paid. Repeat. When I moved away for college I found similar guys. Old men. Fat men.

Especially ugly men. I never had to make them cum. They just wanted to make me cum. So that’s what I sold them – a chance to make a hot young guy with a big dick cum. (forgive the vulgarity).

It was all about letting these guys fantasize that they had gotten me without paying for me. I learned quickly that they were happier if I could make them feel like it wasn’t an exchange. My favorite/fondest memory though was one guy who didn’t even want that.

He wanted someone to cuddle with, rub against. We stayed in our underwear. I actually sort of felt good about visiting him because it didn’t feel as gross. He just wanted human contact. And I gave that to him. For a price, but I gave it to him.

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