No, I don’t mean health care provider…
For those who only casually participate in adult services, “provider” is a blanket term for any woman who offers anything within this realm. Be it Domination, Massage, Escorting or anything else under the sun; that’s our title.
As a member of many local adult message boards, I’ve seen this question pop up a few times. If you’ve seen a provider to engage in her services, and then you see her in public, are you allowed to walk up and say hi?
I can imagine some of you are withdrawing back with a sharp and automatic NO response, but sometimes the line isn’t so clear. If you’re a regular and you’ve gotten to know the woman, especially if you’ve almost developed a friendship or see her exclusively, you may feel odd spotting her in public and NOT throwing a smile, wave or a hug her way. You DO know each other and you may in fact be quite close behind closed doors, but should you actually approach???? I’d say no.
While I’m a personality that’s pretty out there – my face being in all my ads, my friends and family knowing full well I’m a Dominatrix, I have nothing to hide. Seeing you in public wouldn’t phase ME one bit and honestly, I wouldn’t mind if you walked right up to me in a crowd to exchange pleasantries. I’m sure a lot of providers feel this way; you’re so “out” it’s not really a big deal. But, here’s where it get’s tricky – we may not be alone. Even if it looks like we’re in line by ourselves or browsing a store solo, a spouse/friend/lover/family member may be a few steps away. Even if they know who we are professionally, they may not be so thrilled to come face to face with someone who participates in our services. That kind of reality may be a huge smack in the face to them…and if they approach when you’re saying your hellos, it could be very odd to introduce you to said spouse/friend/lover/family member.
The golden rule is that in public, a smile is fine but anything more is skirting a thin line. Respect your providers privacy and we’ll respect yours. Let’s save all the warm fuzzies for when we’re back in our own element.