As an administrator for an insurance company, you have just finished presenting your “pitch” to your clients. You are exhausted and, thus, your voice sinks into a tired bass range. However, an expression of joy on your face surfaces, then doubles, and then trebles when you meet your beautiful Nashville Male Escort outside of the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum. Your date immediately strokes your keys with his compliments. Awakening and “singing a new tune,” you scat with him through the galleries before shuttling to the notorious “RCA Studio B,” where you take a guided tour of the legendary recording studio. Thereafter, you dine at Husk, where you comfortably jive about your life. Although your workday has you singing the gloomy Blues, your evening has you crooning a love ballad. As such, your day ends on a high note and you now sing the praises of your dear date.

As a Nashville tourist from a prestigious town adjunct to a major city, you are accustomed to a lifestyle graced with the refineries of upper-crust society. Needing a break from your immersion in the insulated high-strung pretention and puritanical devotion, you seek a fresh perspective by venturing south for some down-home fun. Yet, still clinging to your familiar patterns, you stay at the posh hotel, The Hutton. You become dubious that you can escape your lifestyle. But, when you lay eyes on your Nashville Male Escort at the Ryman Auditorium, which is staging the Grand Ole Opry performance at the time of your visit, your tension subsides and the fun begins. Seated together in the “Mother Church of Country Music,” you begin to feel a holy connection to this man. He shows you something new and converts your outlook. After the performance, he promenades you, arm in arm, down Broadway, or “Lower Broad,” to Robert’s Western World, whose history is as rich as scripture. You sample the Grill’s traditional Fried Bologna Sandwich while listening to live hillbilly and rockabilly. Meanwhile, your divine date gives you the good word by sharing his feelings for you. By this point, you take as gospel that another good way exists.

As a Medical Student entrenched in her studies at a Nashville university, you want a cure for what personally ails you. Unwilling to completely play second fiddle to your studies and professional persona, you meet your Nashville Male Escort at the Honky Tonk Bar, “Second Fiddle.” Hopping from one watering hole to another, you line dance straight up to the Wild Beaver Saloon and end at Big Bang Nashville. Hungry for more, you stop en route back to campus at Hattie B’s Hot Chicken for their local anesthetic. Now feeling more hot than bothered, you are glad you pulled the plug on your studies for the night and hire a male companion.

Disenchanted with the pastimes of your younger contemporaries, you are in the mood to highlight United States history on your date. Harkening back to another era, you meet your date at the Belle Meade Plantation to witness the site of a Civil War battle. You then head to The Patterson House, which is a throwback to the Prohibition Era. Feeling uninhibited and speaking easily, you sip a classic cocktail and share your personal history with your compassionate date. When you inform him you are a top executive at a hospital company, he remarks that you sit in a proverbial catbird seat. His impression is timely (and accurate), as you head upstairs for dinner at Nashville’s exclusive, “The Catbird Seat.” Despite your lofty vantage point, you feel centered and, paradoxically, youthful with your Nashville Male Escort.

Thirsty to slurp up all things that are quintessential to Tennessee, you pursue your ongoing quest at the Jack Daniel’s Distillery, which sits about an hour or so outside of Nashville. There, you meet your date for your spirited venture. When you lay eyes on him, you can hardly wait to get a taste… of the malted beverage. However, you are distracted from thinking about “Old No. 7”, as you focus on your New Number One, your Nashville Male Escort. You want to become a Cowgirl to your Cowboy. So you abruptly return to Nashville to a store that sells Western-wear, called “Katy K’s Ranch Dressing,” where you pick up a corset top, a petticoat, and a lace-tiered skirt. Feeling like a lady in her element, you grab your date for a do-si-do before landing at “Arnold’s,” where you sample his Meat-and-Three. You finally kick off your boots and stay awhile at a cabin which is off-the-beaten-path, End O’ The Bend Lodge & Landing.

As a musician aspiring to score a record deal, you play gigs all over town with the hopes of becoming discovered by a record label. In preparation for playing an Open Mic Night at the Bluebird Café, you invite your gorgeous Nashville Straight Male Escort to grace the audience with his presence. On your previous dates with him, he had watched you rehearse and had been incredibly supportive. Nonetheless, you are particularly downtrodden with little hope for your success. Much to your surprise, that night a rare bird of a Talent Scout from the Artists & Repertoire division of a major record label hands you his business card and lauds your performance! He is interested in hearing more of your material. This encounter is a virgin experience for you. In commemoration thereof, your date takes you aside and literally sweeps you up off your feet, twirls you, kisses you, and declares his pride in you. You two celebrate over a scrumptious dinner at “Etch.” Although you have already become acquainted with each other on your previous dates, you discover more about each other that night. You already know that his smiling eyes melt you. But, that night, you also learn that he harbors genuine enthusiasm for your success. You mentally record his loyal attention so you can replay it in your mind before your next date together. Only you possess the heartwarming copyright to the sentiment that is etched in your mind.