Probably most importantly - and this is very simple - I'd like her to at least seem happy (without overdoing it of course). Smile and act bubbly/upbeat. I'd also prefer her to be assertive about things, but then again I'm more passive than most guys. An SP who isn't the best looking but follows these two tenets would rank higher for me than some really hot one who doesn't.
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Let the record show that I DID preface my post with:
"Unless you are writing a college thesis..."
(and I swear I still get credit if it isn't exactly a "thesis" she is writing)
OK, me likes your interest and your sincerity, and I think you'd get far more great replies with the right barrage of questions here.
I may come back in a few days and give you more detail.
Another kick at the same can.
Last time around, I presented the preparation process as though it was an orderly, well oiled machine.
And that is fine for explaining things to someone who is unfamiliar with the hobby. But it shouldn't be mistaken for what actually happens (at least to me).
Many of us like to imagine that we are rational beings. I have my doubts that this is true under the most ideal conditions. And booking a session with an SP/escort/hooker doesn't fall under the category of "ideal".
For a start, there is the matter of nervousness. The first time I tried to call an escort, I sat there in my car fumbling nervously with the phone for a good 20 minutes before I even dialed. All kinds of thoughts and questions were racing around in my head.
The first session was miserable. The SP though well-reviewed was unattractive (and even that is charitable). She kissed nicely and was dressed appropriately slutty. But one look at her pussy and I recoiled. That thing looked like it had been very well used. Or maybe used up entirely.
I couldn't get it up. In hindsight, nothing to lose sleep over given the circumstances. But at the time I felt like a complete failure.
My immediate reaction afterwards, was "never again!" But I had no idea that I had been bitten by a bug (not an STD fortunately) that would not let go. I have no idea if there is such a thing as sexual addiction but I have little doubt that for many of us there is an addiction to seeing escorts.
Anyways, last time around I made the process seem like it was an orderly affair consisting of figuring out what you want and then finding a match with what is out there. And sometimes that happens. But not most of the time.
Because I am married and the way my life is structured, I have limited opportunities to pursue the hobby. And often little notice. So as much as I would often like to book with ladies that need advance notice that is often not an option.
I'm an older guy with a few medical conditions. And as a result, I have a hard time getting it up. So I take a pill - Cialis in my case. While Cialis supposedly starts working in 30 minutes, for me it works best about 8 hours after I take it.
So when I see one of those opportunities coming up, I figure out when the best pooning window will be and take the pill accordingly. And then I start making my calls. But on short notice your options are not the same. And as time winds down, desperation sets in and those Craigslist ads get more attractive.
So you arrange something. But the escort can only see you at a very specific time. So maybe she is cutting corners and you may end up passing the previous customer as you walk towards the apartment front door. Maybe she took a quick shower and maybe she didn't. Better not to think about that.
Or maybe the neighbourhood or the house is really sketchy. Maybe the bed is a dank mattress in a basement suite. Maybe her boyfriend is having a party with his buddies in the living room upstairs. But it is short notice - beggars can't be choosers.
That's all for now. To be continued - who knows?
I'm guessing that Annalise won't want to post this version on her blog. At least not all of it.
Last time around, I presented the preparation process as though it was an orderly, well oiled machine.
And that is fine for explaining things to someone who is unfamiliar with the hobby. But it shouldn't be mistaken for what actually happens (at least to me).
Many of us like to imagine that we are rational beings. I have my doubts that this is true under the most ideal conditions. And booking a session with an SP/escort/hooker doesn't fall under the category of "ideal".
For a start, there is the matter of nervousness. The first time I tried to call an escort, I sat there in my car fumbling nervously with the phone for a good 20 minutes before I even dialed. All kinds of thoughts and questions were racing around in my head.
- Do I really want to do this?
- Will my wife find out?
- What am I going to say?
- Will I be able to go through with this?
The first session was miserable. The SP though well-reviewed was unattractive (and even that is charitable). She kissed nicely and was dressed appropriately slutty. But one look at her pussy and I recoiled. That thing looked like it had been very well used. Or maybe used up entirely.
I couldn't get it up. In hindsight, nothing to lose sleep over given the circumstances. But at the time I felt like a complete failure.
My immediate reaction afterwards, was "never again!" But I had no idea that I had been bitten by a bug (not an STD fortunately) that would not let go. I have no idea if there is such a thing as sexual addiction but I have little doubt that for many of us there is an addiction to seeing escorts.
Anyways, last time around I made the process seem like it was an orderly affair consisting of figuring out what you want and then finding a match with what is out there. And sometimes that happens. But not most of the time.
Because I am married and the way my life is structured, I have limited opportunities to pursue the hobby. And often little notice. So as much as I would often like to book with ladies that need advance notice that is often not an option.
I'm an older guy with a few medical conditions. And as a result, I have a hard time getting it up. So I take a pill - Cialis in my case. While Cialis supposedly starts working in 30 minutes, for me it works best about 8 hours after I take it.
So when I see one of those opportunities coming up, I figure out when the best pooning window will be and take the pill accordingly. And then I start making my calls. But on short notice your options are not the same. And as time winds down, desperation sets in and those Craigslist ads get more attractive.
So you arrange something. But the escort can only see you at a very specific time. So maybe she is cutting corners and you may end up passing the previous customer as you walk towards the apartment front door. Maybe she took a quick shower and maybe she didn't. Better not to think about that.
Or maybe the neighbourhood or the house is really sketchy. Maybe the bed is a dank mattress in a basement suite. Maybe her boyfriend is having a party with his buddies in the living room upstairs. But it is short notice - beggars can't be choosers.
That's all for now. To be continued - who knows?
I'm guessing that Annalise won't want to post this version on her blog. At least not all of it.
This, um, doesn't make a great deal of sense, honestly.
Y'mean the, uhhhh, "professional prostitutes" ??
That is redundant!
And unless your research is for a niche target somewhere, then you're probably not doing the entire subject complete justice by excluding the (gasp!) street-walkers.
The street-walker world affords you a look at an economy where the market flows freely. Nobody has a billboard or an ad in print which previously establishes a set rate, and negotiations are commonplace.
Furthermore, all other means of prostitution (aside from perhaps the trophy-wife aspect) are somewhat derived from street-walking.
In fact by limiting yourself to elements of prostitution other than street-walking you are employing economic factors which cloud the understandings about pure prostitution that you likely hope to gain.
Just because a woman lives in an environment where computer familiarity and accessibility exist doesn't have any bearing on whether her practices as a working prostitute are any different than those of the 'un-professional' streetwalkers.
Prostitution in its purest form will always take place out on the streets. Craigslists beats it for convenience in ways but with so many misleading ads there you don't get the rawest sense of the business.
