Been Busy..And a Call Girl Retrospective
Yes, very busy. Greece trip is planned. Lots of kid activity, none I will relate here, but have been busy with them. Mostly we have been busy having summer fun. With all that and work, not much time to write in a blog. The other problem is, not much to write about. Drama makes great writing and lousy living, and once I read that the "definition of an adventure is someone else having a tough time".
Ok, so as not to bore my reading public, another retrospective. As you remember, a month ago I wrote some of my observations on online dating. Much of my blog has been a retrospective on marriage, divorce and remarriage.
So today, lets round it out and talk a bit about...
Dating for dollars.
Call Girls. ('cause you can call them up?) Escorts (when I think of escorts, I think of destroyers) Hookers. (named for Hooker, the Union Civil War General that was the only one stupid enough and indecisive enough to lose Chancelorsville. What is strange is that Hooker really was not stupid, rebuilt the Army of the Potomac after Fredericksburg and brilliantly stole a march on Lee, placing his vastly larger army on Lee's flank before Lee even knew that it had left his front. But that is another story for another time.)
After the ex dumped me and before I found the wife, I had a couple of years in the wilderness. I did a lot of dating, but that did not always translate to getting lucky. That, and I was way beyond lurking in bars shooting off sorry pickup lines, followed up by cheesy lies, and even cheesier lies the next morning. So what is a horny middle aged guy that is tired of his hand but not willing or able to manage the relationship side of that equasion to do?
Pick up the phone.
Well, that and also there was the element of "why the fuck not?" Really, I was single again, free and an adult. Maybe it was time to give this a whirl too.
Now I am not an expert at this, but these days you do not have to be. Go to Craigslist or any of a number of web sites and you can find what you want. The better ones have pictures, stats, rating and reviews. In an hour you can do plenty of research and practically guarantee the experience of choice, with very little risk of problems. You do need to play safe, but most of the girls do as well, so in reality your health risks are probably about the same as if you cruised the bars and did drunk one night stands with fellow "civilians."
Disclaimer, I stuck to higher priced "escorts". No streetwalkers or the like.
So I partook a couple of times. I won't bore you with the details, your imagination will do just fine.
What did I learn?
For the cost of a couple of normal dates you can have an hour of amazing sex with just about any kind of woman you can imagine. You can pretty much get whatever you want on the menu, within reason. You can get it served with a smile and with pretty convincing gusto. Of course, experiences vary, one gal was friendly but a bit rushed, while another completely blew my socks off. The rest were in between.
The girls are pretty normal. This is not the last refuge of a drug addicted crack whore welfare mom, no matter what the minions of the moral mouthpieces would have you believe. Some have issues, some just like sex and customer service and the money is really, really good. If you treat them like people and are pleasant and clean they will do their best to make you happy. There are some jerks, and be advised to avoid girls that have pimps (that IS a bad scene).
It is a fantasy. You will have fun, you will have the illusion of connection. There may even be a connection of sorts, but it is the same kind of connection that you get with a good hairdresser or real estate agent. In business, things work better if people like each other and connect and are pleasant, and this business more so. But in the end, that is all it is. I never forgot that, but sometimes men do, and that is an expensive mistake.
The girls have preferences. One in particular I remember was clearly in a rush. She was fine providing service, but I was not her preference. A couple of them clearly liked me as a potential return client, I was attractive enough to be enjoyable and mature enough to be respectful and safe. In fact, it seems that the girls actually prefer older guys, all things considered, for clients. They may not be as physically attractive as a younger guy, but middle aged men are lower risk and more dependable, two very important characteristics of a successful client base.
The danger, the newness make it exciting. I mean, no one was really "dangerous", but it was a tense enough situation to give you that adrenaline hit. Even though you know the outcome somewhat, if she is good it will feel like the rush of a really good one night stand. Just as importantly, however, when done, there are no messy entanglement or awkward moments.
In the end of course, it reminded me of video games, intense, fun, distracting, but not all that real. Call it a phase (and yes, Virginia, I quietly got myself tested, just in case, before I started sleeping with wife. All clear.).
My verdict, a useful service. Should be legalized and regulated, code of ethics established, tax proceeds should go to the schools.
Ok, so as not to bore my reading public, another retrospective. As you remember, a month ago I wrote some of my observations on online dating. Much of my blog has been a retrospective on marriage, divorce and remarriage.
So today, lets round it out and talk a bit about...
Dating for dollars.
Call Girls. ('cause you can call them up?) Escorts (when I think of escorts, I think of destroyers) Hookers. (named for Hooker, the Union Civil War General that was the only one stupid enough and indecisive enough to lose Chancelorsville. What is strange is that Hooker really was not stupid, rebuilt the Army of the Potomac after Fredericksburg and brilliantly stole a march on Lee, placing his vastly larger army on Lee's flank before Lee even knew that it had left his front. But that is another story for another time.)
After the ex dumped me and before I found the wife, I had a couple of years in the wilderness. I did a lot of dating, but that did not always translate to getting lucky. That, and I was way beyond lurking in bars shooting off sorry pickup lines, followed up by cheesy lies, and even cheesier lies the next morning. So what is a horny middle aged guy that is tired of his hand but not willing or able to manage the relationship side of that equasion to do?
Pick up the phone.
Well, that and also there was the element of "why the fuck not?" Really, I was single again, free and an adult. Maybe it was time to give this a whirl too.
Now I am not an expert at this, but these days you do not have to be. Go to Craigslist or any of a number of web sites and you can find what you want. The better ones have pictures, stats, rating and reviews. In an hour you can do plenty of research and practically guarantee the experience of choice, with very little risk of problems. You do need to play safe, but most of the girls do as well, so in reality your health risks are probably about the same as if you cruised the bars and did drunk one night stands with fellow "civilians."
Disclaimer, I stuck to higher priced "escorts". No streetwalkers or the like.
So I partook a couple of times. I won't bore you with the details, your imagination will do just fine.
What did I learn?
For the cost of a couple of normal dates you can have an hour of amazing sex with just about any kind of woman you can imagine. You can pretty much get whatever you want on the menu, within reason. You can get it served with a smile and with pretty convincing gusto. Of course, experiences vary, one gal was friendly but a bit rushed, while another completely blew my socks off. The rest were in between.
The girls are pretty normal. This is not the last refuge of a drug addicted crack whore welfare mom, no matter what the minions of the moral mouthpieces would have you believe. Some have issues, some just like sex and customer service and the money is really, really good. If you treat them like people and are pleasant and clean they will do their best to make you happy. There are some jerks, and be advised to avoid girls that have pimps (that IS a bad scene).
It is a fantasy. You will have fun, you will have the illusion of connection. There may even be a connection of sorts, but it is the same kind of connection that you get with a good hairdresser or real estate agent. In business, things work better if people like each other and connect and are pleasant, and this business more so. But in the end, that is all it is. I never forgot that, but sometimes men do, and that is an expensive mistake.
The girls have preferences. One in particular I remember was clearly in a rush. She was fine providing service, but I was not her preference. A couple of them clearly liked me as a potential return client, I was attractive enough to be enjoyable and mature enough to be respectful and safe. In fact, it seems that the girls actually prefer older guys, all things considered, for clients. They may not be as physically attractive as a younger guy, but middle aged men are lower risk and more dependable, two very important characteristics of a successful client base.
The danger, the newness make it exciting. I mean, no one was really "dangerous", but it was a tense enough situation to give you that adrenaline hit. Even though you know the outcome somewhat, if she is good it will feel like the rush of a really good one night stand. Just as importantly, however, when done, there are no messy entanglement or awkward moments.
In the end of course, it reminded me of video games, intense, fun, distracting, but not all that real. Call it a phase (and yes, Virginia, I quietly got myself tested, just in case, before I started sleeping with wife. All clear.).
My verdict, a useful service. Should be legalized and regulated, code of ethics established, tax proceeds should go to the schools.
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