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Originally Posted by curious247
Here it is on a Friday night...Im getting to picky... i'm 38 and I guess I have no patience for any games and then when I do meet a lady it seems like it all turns into bs. I started out doing this because of the freakiness...but then again I am picky. Sorry...sorry for myself...self pity...Anyones thought?
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I have a thought or two...are you still needin pity?
No problem with buying a little companionship. And whoever said that about "if you want a really young woman..." is probably correct. After a certain age that can be hard to come by naturally.
But, that said, dude, you're 38. Prime years, right? In the natural order of men and women sharing erotic pleasures you should be sampling from 25 to 45...and there is a great deal from which to sample, even in cold, hard Dallas (or its more congenial suburbs). You're doing well to be concerned, I think.
What was it like before you stepped onto the dark side and found all the freaky and fantasy stuff? Was meeting and seducing (or being seduced by) single (or discrete married) women then absent the BS and game playing that now makes it unappealing? This is actually important info if one is to give you a frank answer. (If your true name happens to be Frank it is purely coincidental.)
Regardless, here's what you should be concerned about -- If one
loses the ability to function socially (in the broad sense, including fucking) with the opposite sex, then he has
lost something that is, arguably, of great value (in terms of producing pleasure and quality of life) and may, indeed, therefore, (by definition) be a loser.
Functioning at its best, adult sexual service can be beneficial. In a time of transition (post-divorce, etc) a sweet hooker can assuage the pain; a random afternoon when...grr, you just need to fuck! before you can relax; or to do some investigation of one's own sexuality to become a more self-informed lover...these sorts of things are well-and-good.
Beware if the thought of having to engage in some level of routine human interaction (in pursuit of pussy or anything else) seems laborious and uninteresting. You may have drifted closer to the edge than you realize.