Fucking a Dim(mer) Bulb

I cannot fuck stupid. It doesn't matter if it is a client or someone in my social life. It simply is not happening.

An intelligent man is always arousing to me.

Charity, how do you screen clients for that?

There's a "real person" factor that counts for more in this equation to me, and is far more important than whether can she do General Motors' taxes in her head or run on about anything from quantum mechanics to dead gay author's literary skills. There are providers without punctuation skills that are genuinely funny and full of perspective on life's buffeting bus ride, and there are seriously brilliant providers that I've seen in the past and except for the sex bit I'd rather have gone to the dentist.

Having said that, attractive "well spoken" providers that I figure I can get along with go to the top of the list. The unfortunate thing about this hobby is that you can't go to the provider section at Central Market and squeeze them, ask them questions and see who they are before you put them in your cart.

When I was younger, I could hold my own long enough that a solid conversation probably wasn't in the cards, so T & A won. I mean back then if they weren't drooling and could fog a mirror, I was there. Now...well, some convo is mandatory unless I want to pay for an hour and leave WAY early.

So to answer the OP's question, it's a shifting paradigm. Which is ambiguous at best, but it's an answer.

Beautiful women are fun to look at, but I will take an average-looking chick with a personality before appearances, any day. You are going to have to talk to her at some point in time, unless you are into one-time B&G's that require minimal interaction.

Don't get me wrong...there has to be some sort of attraction. Pretty eyes, nice boobs, something. But if she is dumb as dirt, I'm not interested at all. Originally Posted by TheOriginalDannie

hmmmm, sounds like we have the same taste in women!! :^)

Sometimes if you just want to fuck it doesn't matter. If you're looking for illusion of passion, she needs to be able to hold her own.
And if you find out too late that you can't stand the chatter, stick your face between her legs, wrap your arms around her legs, and pull them tight over your ears until you are finished. Originally Posted by cheatercheater

1st paragraph = CONCUR!
2nd paragraph = i'd reword it as follows...

And if i find out too late that i can't stand the chatter, i'd introduce her to lil delites, wrap my legs over her shoulders, and keep her there until she finished me off with a smile on my face.

Wow this is eye opening ... The vast majority of the time when I see a lady I usually ranck in intelligence with the potted house plants.

IP should LOVE me. I am dumber than a rock and have a penis a midget would be embarrassed to have.

Pyramider - "Baby just shut up & look pretty"...that's what I tell all of my boyfriends!!
ha ha ha

BTW, I only use the word "fucking" as a verb.
And most often when I'm horny.

Yes, it makes a lot of difference for several reasons. First, smart people are just more likely to have their shit together. Better directions, more organized, less likely to no show, etc. Second, I enjoy 90 minute sessions. And I ain't fuckin' for much more than 20 or 30 minutes of that 90 minutes or 2 hours. Conversation during a back rub, etc. is important. Finally, if something goes wrong -- whether it involves a SO, and employer (neither of which I have), LE, of just any of the various annoyances of everyday life, the smarter girl is more likely to handle them well.

Too bad the #17 wasn't a #69. Would be even better if she asked for it in a loud voice.

I've had great sex with 5-watt ladies and just OK sex with some of the brainy ones...and the other way around...really, the sex is why I'm there...I can get the esoterica free.

Brains trump beauty for me every time. But "brains" can mean street smart, worldly and well presented. An education counts for nothing, if the person wielding the diploma is socially inept or without the common sense to come in out of the rain.

Have a smoking hot 30-something neighbor, divorced MILF, or so I thought. Lusted after her for months when she first moved in...then I had the opportunity to meet and chat briefly. Turns out she's dumber than a rock, and has the social skills of a toad. Went from wood to wet noodle in seconds flat...oh well.

Whe I was 21 a friend set me up with his girlfriend's roommate. He told me she was drop dead gorgeous (yeah..she was). When I saw her standing at the door of her apartment both my heads were screaming "fuck her! Fuck herrrr!!!" But after enduring dinner with her and listening to her describe how her goal in life was to be a runaway model (yeah..she said that) or a showgirl in Las Vegas both heads lost interest. I've fucked dumb...usually too much vino before we made it to my place or her's...but always swore her off the next day.

Ah yes the most erroneous zone, the one between your ears. Take, for instance if you will, THE DANNIE, it is a given that she is tall, has a smoking hot body and is very pretty but brother that is just the start....she is the sexiest woman on the planet, doesn't hurt she has a 160 IQ.

Oh, don't let me BS you, I have fucked dumb and illiterate all over Southeast Asia, Central America and the Mid East, not to mention more than a few vacuum heads in college but I would rather have drinks any day with someone like THE DANNIE than fuck them all....well maybe not.............

Whe I was 21 a friend set me up with his girlfriend's roommate. He told me she was drop dead gorgeous (yeah..she was). When I saw her standing at the door of her apartment both my heads were screaming "fuck her! Fuck herrrr!!!" But after enduring dinner with her and listening to her describe how her goal in life was to be a runaway model (yeah..she said that) or a showgirl in Las Vegas both heads lost interest. I've fucked dumb...usually too much vino before we made it to my place or her's...but always swore her off the next day. Originally Posted by txcwby6

Been there, done that, sort of...

About ten years ago, I met an amazingly good looking sales clerk while buying a watch at a local jeweler. In the negotiation and sales process, I chatted her up. She was single, and interested in having dinner. (By the way, she had the largest natural breasts I have ever encountered on a petite frame...DD)

So we're having dinner and drinks, and it's becoming apparent that brains aren't her strong suit. She mentioned the fact that her goal in life was to be a weather girl on television. So naturally I asked, "Do you have a degree in meteorology or broadcast media?" With a perfectly straight face, she replied "No, I've never been to college. But, with these boobs and this body I'm a natural!" The rest of the conversation became more painful as dinner progressed.

Hmmm...funny enough, when she asked me back to her place after dinner, strangely enough I had an early morning meeting and declined. Ugh!

Not so much about 'smarts' as it is about common sense. I've been with some highly educated women who were dumber then a box of nails when it came to boinkin'. And then there are the ones who who wouldn't know Shakespeare from Seinfeld but could fuck like a porn star. In addition it's those common sense gals I'd prefer to be with if a situation ever went bad.

...really, the sex is why I'm there...I can get the esoterica free. Originally Posted by Prolongus

My thoughts, as well. I can usually only book hour sessions and for the majority of that time, she either has her mouth full or is face down in a pillow, anyway. She already makes more per hour than I do; let's not waste good sex time discovering how much smarter she is, as well.

There is something to be said about finding the good in people of all levels, socioeconomic and otherwise.

And I'll be frank ... (with the joke being you be Ernest) ... if the guy comes in and lays the money on the table, he can be a somewhat inarticulate beast (in fact, I might really like that!) and as long as we can at least communicate by grunts, hand signals and a few one syllable words, I'm fine with it.

Elisabeth