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  • Writer's pictureRhea Moore

She smiles at you and welcomes you into her studio. She touches you with her gaze first, warmly taking you in with her blue eyes, accepting everything about you. She reaches out and strokes your arm, gauging your comfort level. She offers a hug, enfolding you in a soft, safe bubble of warmth, acceptance, and sensuality.

“May I undress you?” she offers. You realize that she wants to be with you from beginning to end.

Her hands are slow and purposeful. She is hugging you, kneading your shoulders and back, and slowly pulling your shirt away from your body all at the same time. She wants you to touch her, kiss her, tug at her hair as she sinks to her knees in front of you, unzipping your pants, whetting her lips……

Naked now, and hungry for more, you lay upon her table on your stomach and realize,

It's only Tuesday.

I am available today from 3pm until 11pm.

Tomorrow, Wednesday 3/15 10am until 11pm

Thursday 3/16 10am until 11pm

Friday 3/17 10 am until 11pm

I'm centrally located between St. Paul and Mpls. Discretion and ample parking are a given.

The best way to schedule after reading through this website is to text me: 612-816-3644

Always available with QuickStop for my known patrons.

Love, Rhea xxxooo

  • Writer's pictureRhea Moore

Another of my friends passed away at the end of January. Complications from Covid and an existing heart murmur. I don't know why this one affected me so much. Maybe it was just the accumulation of so many deaths that was the impetus I was looking for to finally grieve and regroup.

I missed my friend's circle. There were eight of us, middle age, bar hopping, sports loving, forever single, hopelessly wondering why we settled in Bemidji, friends.

I moved away before Covid struck, came back to the cities and re-introduced myself to all of you and the business I've always loved. The rest of my friends stayed in Bemidji.

My best girlfriend, my second best girlfriend, and the four fun, professional Bemidji bachelors, Elk's members: a professor, football coach, jewelry store owner, and casino manager: my best adult friends for at least seven years.

Now only four of us left.

I went to Bemidji for the funeral and then I just stayed. My best girlfriend has a private out of the way property that I was going to stay in for four days. Days turned into weeks...

I know I don't need to share this with you all. I know I don't need to justify my absence. It's just that the intimacy that I share with you asks for some kind of explanation. I feel sad that I neglected you, and my phone, and my blog, and my twitter. I didn't answer emails. I didn't respond to appointment requests. I apologize. Just, every time I made up my mind to open my computer, it simply didn't happen. I'd make up my mind to drive home in the morning, I just failed to get out of bed. I was sad. So sad.

But I've been sad for all of us. This has been such a hard couple of years. I'd been missing out on the grieving part of it all. Sometimes a person just needs to go away. I slept, wept, made stew with my friend, drank wine, laughed, cried, slept... a lot. Then one day I prayed, began meditating again, went on a cold winter walk.

One day the sadness lifted. I remembered why I like my business, I missed the blog, I missed the Cities. I wanted to come back to my life.

I think sometimes it just happens that way. You let yourself grieve and then get back to living. I'm so blessed, because of all of you, that I have the opportunity to take time off the way I did.

Thank-you. I'm home now.

Rhea xxxooo

  • Writer's pictureRhea Moore

Somebody fell in love with me this afternoon.

Somebody disappointed me Tuesday morning.

The adventures of (dot dot dot)



I have to admit that I don't have a handle on this "hotel life" yet. When someone claims that they want .... nay.. "NEED" to see me at 10 in the morning. I really do try to accommodate. But that means I have to check into a place the night BEFORE the appointment.

That's a night on me. So that I can be ready and set up for the next morning. But then, to have that morning appointment cancel....

Well, wait a sec.. that's two nights on me. This hurts.

So a whole wasted day. But, I paid for it right?

I have to make the best of a frustrating situation. I spent a lot of time in the whirlpool. I made modifications to my phone sessions. I took some selfies. Maybe gratified myself very loudly and just blatantly, unapologetically had a Rhea Moore Vacation. Much needed.

A sexy, wonderful, just awesome person gifted me a manicure/pedicure through my

account. Totally awesome!!!

And I reunited with a (Oh My God, How Do I Describe Him? You Remember Me Now?) patron. I hadn't seen in over two years. Blessings!! And then, to my surprise, somebody came along and fell in love with me. I love... love. Yes, fall in love with me. For the 2 hours. And then go home sexy.

I am heading back down to the whirlpool because I just called the front desk and asked them if it is uninhabited. And they said.... "Come On"

My adventures for this week. If you want to be part of them. Well, if you're keeping up with my blog and website and twitter posts. You know what to do.

Rhea Moore xxxooo

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