These clinics employ Doctors in Physical Therapy (DPT) graduates who are serving their internships in Concierge Healthcare already and are provided opportunities to divide their work between Healthcare and the Clinic. When they serve in the clinic, they are paid well and able to pay down their student loans incurred to earn their DPT. The skills needed in the Clinics is not available academically but can be found on the indexed internet babe and in the deep web. There are limits on how far the services these Clinics can go. They can do no harm to the patient physically and cannot perform services that amateur are illegal. Within those limits, services provided are a matter of advance planning and cost. One old distinguished hedge fund manager wanted to have an experience as the "evaluator" in a classroom of Asian schoolgirls who had learned "The Art of the Blowjob." Each student demonstrated her skill. The best student was selected to finish him while the others watched. A "classroom" had been set up and youthful looking Asian interns of legal age were recruited from throughout the Clinic system, flown in first class and stayed in high-end rooms and suitably prepared for the session. The cost of for the session was nearly $80,000, but it made 8 girls, one old man, the Clinic and the providers of logistics very happy and it was how he wanted to spend his money. The clients of Clinics are referrals and repeats. Prospective clients are checked out before a business relationship is established. Then they complete un-headed service orders online detailing what services they. Once approved, they will be given choices of appointment dates, a cost for the session(s) in previously circulated, non- consecutive currency and a legal disclaimer for possible medical consequences of the service; all presented upon arrival. The service order is Brunette assigned to a therapist, who has ample time prior to the appointment to research the services including acquiring any devices needed and to learn the skills to use them. On the appointment day, the Client is picked up at an agreed location and brought to the clinic, located in an innocuous strip office suite. I had set up two sessions. This one was the milder of the two. What I wanted could easily have been done by a sympathetic girl friend (plenty of those when you are well off) but I wanted my services to be done professionally at a therapy-level with the utmost skill and I did not want to introduce them to any relationships which could compromise them. Also, there is always the risk later exposure and blackmail, as we have seen in the news, lately. Too many men have the careers harmed by enterprising women who consented freely at the time and even signed non-disclosure agreements only to suddenly change their minds when a potential payday shows itself. 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