Carman Fox

being with an sp is like..

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Perused a recent thread where a client compares escorts to cabs. Necessary, not unappreciated but wouldn't want one parked in his driveway. Aw man, that is sad! Not to boast :rolleyes: but this is what comes to mind when i wanna play:



So boys and girls, what image comes to mind about the service you offer/anticipate?
 
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a slowly simmering volcano

a couple of earth shakes over time... building up with minor trembles for the big moment... then a fantastic ERUPTION of fluffy white ash and soot everywhere

:)
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georgebushmoron

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Pigs eating at a trough with crows cawing madly in nearby trees on a hot summer afternoon.
 
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georgebushmoron

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Hey George,
Its more like a little bite of everything and savoring the flavour of each morsel. Just how I enjoy my awesome sex life.

I am not a 'pig', and find your comment extremely rude and irrellevant to this thread.
It was a joke darling. Notice it was not aimed at anyone, so it was not to insult anyone. Anyhow, when a fisherman puts a rotten banana peel on a hook and throws it over the boat, only certain kinds of fish will bite.

Ok how about this then, if only it makes you feel better!

Sex is like the richest syrupy chocolate oozing down the deep nether valleys of passion.
 
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edmontonsubbie

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best done....it's a mind altering experience.

eddie.
 

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My fav makes me feel excited, youthful, sexy and want her more.

G.A.
 

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Sex is like salary..

You don't disclose what you get but you always think that others get more than you do...!!!
 

georgebushmoron

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GBM, I don't know what you do for a living, but don't give it up to pursue a career as a writer. :p
Well frankly, I'm sure the kind of garbage I just wrote, "Sex is like the richest syrupy chocolate oozing down the deep nether valleys of passion", is bound to win over fans of popular romance. But don't worry, I'm not cold blooded enough to withstand the pain of having to make a living spewing out that kind of crap for the stunted minds it caters to. But let me tell ya, Michael Ondaatje's book "The English Patient" made that cynical bastard a lot of money (especially with the film). That was one large piece of pap shit, and what I wrote could have very well come straight off its pages.
 

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I loved that monty python sketch where the great poets would tell the king (or someone powerful) about an insult one of the others said, which then required that guy to come up with a clever metaphor to turn it into a compliment. So along that theme.....

Being with an SP is like Driving an Old Beater Car.

It may not be very reliable, it takes a little while to get started, then it groans and oozes fluids. When I thrust down it shudders and bucks and brings a smile to my face. There is some undeniable attraction between us. I don't really love it and it surely doesn't love me, but in the end, I have to admit it basically gets me where I need to go.
 

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Perused a recent thread where a client compares escorts to cabs. Necessary, not unappreciated but wouldn't want one parked in his driveway. Aw man, that is sad!

So boys and girls, what image comes to mind about the service you offer/anticipate?

The unique and exciting element of purchased sexual company might not be as much about prime feminine flesh primped and putting-out as the media likes to suggest.

A considerably more unique and exciting aspect of purchased sex happens when a male client enjoys the rare treat of being in an environment where (just about) any woman would agree to fuck him. Only a tiny percentage of the male population thinks highly enough of themselves to have ever believed that about real-life social scenes.

For this reason, the on-street trade and places like the bar at the Mustang Ranch offer an environment that independent, indoor SP's cannot manufacture. This is also a central element to the appeal of PERB, as we are in an arena where women are (perceived to be) represented individually in a group setting where the male mind is free to pick and choose his next "date".

Most women are taught early how easy it is to seduce a man and yet the working girl media spends more time advertising tape measure details than doing much of anything to seduce a man's mind.

Craigslist is a perfect, modern example of this: In most ads there is a photo or four, and brief data relating to measurements and contact info. The dumbest lines (the headline, or come-on ad in the main "Erotic Services" section of CL) in the world represent the front door to these women whose living depends on drawing men through that front door.

Then they don't lift a finger to negotiate with a man's mind once he's inside.

If your picture isn't either downright stunning or clearly indicative of your sultry, almost slutty nature, then guys are going to keep looking elsewhere.


*** consider the evolution of an evening when a man is going out to cruise the strip fully intent on selecting a working girl for sex later.

If you could attach some measure of his mental intrigue and NON-sexual excitement about the evening, it would begin with a somewhat low reading, before gaining considerable excitement once he observed prime candidates on their corners. Whether approaching by car or on foot, the height of this intensity seems to occur right at the point where an agreement (stated verbally or not) is made for her to accompany him off to wherever they will do the deed.

She gets in the car, and there is a mildly-nervous familiarity with the eventual routine to follow, but I sense the height to be as the deal/agreement is being made. Beyond that there is a generally followed procedure, for sure, but there is a much different intensity with sexual climax than there is with the excitement which brought it on.

Perhaps most working girls could equate what I'm trying to explain with their being picked-up at a bar in real life for what shall evolve to be an oft-practiced routine (of a guy trying to negotiate his way into her pants, for free... perhaps with a visit to a bachelor pad, and nervous small-talk along the way). Whether or not that woman wants to have (free) sex with that guy on that night will certainly dictate the end result, but something happens in the area of human intensity while the negotiation is ongoing that leads up to her accepting an invitation first to his car and then back to his place.
 
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