Welcome, friends, to another installment of the life of a male escort. Such a life takes me to many homes. Bigly homes, to be precise.
Here’s a photo dump with annotations:
There was much more, but I did eventually have to get back to work.
Upstairs also had what I can only call a “party suite,” with an enclosed wet bar and two addition bedrooms accessible only past the bar, one shared bath and one private. And then the master suite and a few bedrooms, two living rooms, I don’t know.
Last time I worked in a home like this (which was of course a few days ago, and arguably daily overall) for this builder, the homebuyer had zero children. At this price range and area, there are often less than three children, anecdotally speaking. Maybe it’s just for resale value purposes, but the amount of excessive money in Seattle-metro area is pretty astounding at times.