#therepublican

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I also found The Republican very intriguing because I’m 95% sure I don’t know his real name.

Now, before you jump on me for taking a client without being sure of his real name, if you’re provider, you know that there are ways to verify clients so that you feel safe. This one chose to go the reference route. References checked out but that didn’t mean I got his real name.

Anyway, I actually realized that I didn’t have his real name when he let slip that he hides under different “layers of identities” (if I’m even quoting him correctly).

The conversation around his identity was interesting…

First, he talked about how one of my verification options were tough and no one with a lot to lose would willingly go through that process…

What could he possibly stand to lose that my other clients don’t have? Family is definitely worth protecting and all of my clients have wives and children and still verify with me so he can’t be referring to family.

Is he referring to money?? Possibly. Most of my clients are not rich… So, maybe this guy is rich. He could also be referring to his career. His coveted career is not worth the risk… Whatever his career may be.

Secondly, all of his secretiveness leads me to believe that he’s more “important” than I realize. The name he gave me doesn’t turn up shit on Google and his background check leads to another dead end. His name is definitely false so I’m intrigued.

Okay. Next thing. His job or occupation is a mystery.

On this note, I’ve at least narrowed down the industry he works in. He tried to hide his occupation from me but he couldn’t because he kept using language that is normally used by someone in his industry. And I also found out he loves what he does because people who love their jobs are so immersed in that world that their jobs inject themselves into conversation when they’re not at work. So, I definitely know what he does for a living. He also gave me some business advice that clued me in even further as to what his occupation is.

Anyway, the more he sees me, the more he’ll learn to trust me and eventually reveal who he is. He is proud of his accomplishments and he loves his job.

But I’m gonna laugh out loud if I find out his salary, house, and car is “mid” at best. (“Sir, you were guarding your identity when all you make is $300K annually, drive a Tesla, and live in a $400K home??? Okay…”).

Anyway, he came through wearing Prada loafers so I’m going to guess the following about him: he makes at least half a million annually, drives a $80-90K car, and lives in a half a million dollar home.

My out of state client, The Republican, sent me a sweet email, welcoming me home from Italy (he knew my traveling dates). After our session a few weeks ago, he went home and dug out a 6-page itinerary for Italy someone had once sent him and emailed it to me. His email today asked if the suggestions were helpful.

He signed off his email with his usual, “I think of you often”. I used to always ignore that part of his emails as insincere tripe but now that I look back on everything he’s ever said, it’s probably true. There isn’t one tweet or blog post of mine he has never read.

Well, he might not exactly be a “real one”, but he checks in on me and that bodes well for him.

I gotta get over this obsession with British Twat. He can’t do a fucking thing for me and I’m holding onto him for no good reason. There’s nothing he can do for me. He has nothing to offer. Seeing him as a client would be too painful.

He said, years ago, he was in an exclusive hotel on Central Park West and he was riding an elevator down and realized he was standing next to Liya Kebede (African supermodel from Naomi Campbell’s era). She was in the elevator alone with him, wearing sunglasses and he had to do a double take because he didn’t realize who she was at first. They were riding down from the 40th floor and, as he said in the story, he had 40 floors in which the shoot his shot.

He said he desperately tried to make conversation with her. He talked about the weather, asked if she was from New York. All the while, he played it cool and pretended to not know who she was. But, as the girls say on the internet, she paid him “dust”. 😂

She turned to him, lowered her sunglasses to get a good look at him, and then put her sunglasses back on and turned away again. Never said a word. I was dying at this story. I commended him for being brave enough to say anything to Liya Kebede. This is a 5’6, little white man. What the fuck was he going to do for her!?!?? 😂

I can never remember his face when I’m not seeing him so when he walked into my hotel room, I was pleasantly surprised to find that he had a much more attractive face than I remember. He’s in his mid 50’s and has a very fit body.

Just as last time, he got comfortable extremely fast and got to the sex quickly. Sex with him is not comfortable. He angles himself in a way that forces his shaft up against my pubic bone. Ow. I have no idea why he does this.

Anyway, I remembered how much of a straight- shooter he is and this helped me relax this time. This time, I was ready for him. I wasn’t fumbling my words during conversation. He didn’t catch me off guard. His piercing stare didn’t unnerve me. I was mostly unapologetically myself and ready for any of his questions or thoughts. I handled our conversation very well.

He was sweet and hysterical as usual. I enjoyed his time so much!

My one regret is that I talked a little too much about the fact that he is hiding his identity from me. I don’t remember if I told you guys but I do not know who this man is. I know nothing about him, including his name. He passed my verification process because I got two other girls to vouch for him. But I don’t have this man’s real name or phone number or anything…

Actually!!! I think I did mention this last time because I know one of you told me he was exaggerating his job/role/position! One of you posited that he was making himself out to be more important than he really was. 😂 I agree that there is potentially a megalomaniac situation going on here… 😂

But he’s got me eating right out of the his palm of his hand on this one. 😂 Its really fun for me to guess at what he does for a living.

I don’t think his job is glamorous. He admitted to not being a celebrity. I don’t think he’s a politician. However, he said that, in his industry, everyone knows his name. I think, based on the way he talks (terminology, the way he debates), he’s a high profile lawyer. That’s all I got. 😂

But all the mysteriousness about his identity makes the session more fun for me because he enjoys playing coy and I enjoy the fact that he’s besting me, and it’s not that easy to get one over on me. We have a lot of fun about it. As he was leaving, he was putting on his boxers and said, “See? I put on my pants one leg at a time just like a regular guy.” I love that he teases me about it.

He’s also been having fun trying to guess my first name as well. He says dumb white shit like guesses common black woman names like LaTanya, LaTasha… 🤦🏾‍♀️ He goes, “I keep thinking of all the black woman names I know of!” It’s such dumb white man thinking that you can’t help but laugh.

I also found out that he reads absolutely everything I publish under my 2 online personas. He asked if I tweeted about him the day after our session last year. He said he noticed that my tweet came the exact day after our session. But he thought that I somehow wrote the tweet and back-dated it. He thought I was trying to reel him back. I told him the tweet was not written recently and backdated and it was definitely written the day after our session. He also brought up things I wrote about on my blog and on Reddit. I appreciate and I’m flattered that he’s so engaged.

Anyhow, he extended his 2 hour session to 4 hours and made my fucking day. When he extended, I was a little nervous because I knew the first client from earlier was looking for me to come back that night. I was supposed to text him at 6:30PM but The Republican wanted to go another hour. Thank goodness client #1 still wanted to have me over when I texted at 7:30PM. After The Republican left my hotel room, I ate 2 leftover chicken wings, showered, got dinner from Whole Foods, and ate it on my way back to client #1’s hotel.

I’m nervous about meeting him because he’s more educated than I am, a lot more articulate, and he’s pretty clever. He’s also sarcastic and facetious so I feel like a fool when I’m with him. However, I’m still looking forward to seeing him because he’s a riot.

My client, The Republican, sent me a $100 gift card for continuing to give him good references. He did sincerely try to book me back in February which is why I have no problem putting in a good work for him. That was very nice of him.