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Originally Posted by Olivia Belle
Did these relationships come from a meeting a provider or from a sb site?
I wonder if age has a role to play in it? Maybe your sb's were too young to value their SD
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These have mostly been by word-of-mouth, friends-of-friends introductions.
(Most have not been Providers, but had considered it before our introduction)
Girls come to me with financial needs, we discuss, I offer advice and experience, they offer charm, beauty and affection.
If chemistry develops, negotiations and arrangement ensue.
Next step is the SB enjoys her new found financial security, develops the confidence and self-esteem that we both want her to develop.
Finally, the SB finds a ghetto-tatted boy, laying on his mom's basement couch, no job nor prospects, playing video games, and getting high.
Away she drops, right back to where she was to before.
I try to follow the
Dan Savage "Campground Rule" of May/December Romance.
The older man should always leave the younger woman in a Better Condition that when he found her.
Better Condition:
Higher Self-esteem/self-respect,
More ambition,
Legal issues resolved,
Better educational future,
More connected family ties, (with both parents and children),
Sobriety, (that can be a toughie)
Maturity,
and a more advanced vision of their potential.
Sometimes it works and I feel good about the SB's progress and prospects.
When it fails, at least the SB has had a glimpse of what a better life could be.
This may sound controlling or demanding, but No,
I have learned
I can Not nor will not tell a SB what to do nor what not to do.
But listen to what they want
for themselves,
help them achieve their own goals,
remind them to stay on task, and
pick them up when they fail.
OP's Second question, Too Young?
Yeah, probably so. The oldest has been 24...
She once said to me "I'll bet I'm the youngest woman you have dated..."
I smiled and said, "Sorry, you are the Oldest..."
OP's Original Question; Being seen in Public?
A Crucial Issue,
NO PDA.
I learned early in my "career" That really freaks the civilian population out.
Many times I have been called "Dad" especially by checkout clerks at clothing stores.
I wink, smile and reply: "No, ..Daddie".
Young clerks eyes widen and their mind expands as they glance back and forth between the distinguished Gentleman and the well-dressed young hottie with fresh hair and nails.