History is chocked with tales of courtesans who not only married their "clients," but remained faithful to those marriages/relationships. That having been said, the success of these types of relationships obviously is rare, very rare.
Originally Posted by Gonzo DFW
This post has stuck in my mind since I read it six days ago. (Of course, I have a tiny brain and it doesn't take much to fill it. Haha.)
I'm not sure what you're referring to regarding incidents in history of clients marrying courtesans, and I'm not convinced that such tales have any application in the 21st Century. We don't live in the Ancient Roman Empire, ya know.
But I can say this: I've known hundreds of providers in my life. I've known maybe a dozen really well. I count among my best friends three former providers, and two of them entered into loving relationships with former clients, and both times it ended disasterously.
I asked one of those girls about her experiences. She said what I said before: She's known of a number of providers who made a go of a relationship with a former client, and not one turned out well. She said something rather wise: "Cheaters will always be cheaters, and providers can never be trusted." I don't think she said this in a mean way about providers. It's just that when things get tough in a relationship -- which happens in every relationship -- providers tend to fall back on old habits and methods to survive. When I was in such a relationship and I got in an argument with my beloved, she would assert her independence by running a BP ad or calling old clients. This is an approach to conflict unfamiliar to civilian girls, and one which can implode a relationship.
Of course, I'm not saying the girl is always at fault for such a relationship not working. It's quite possible that the guy is usually responsible. I consider myself fairly open-minded, but I'll admit it was tough when my beloved told me she started out seeing eight clients a day and had had more than a hundred sexual partners before we got involved (she was only 21 years old). I'm sure that was something buried deep in the recesses of my brain when I pondered whether to leave my wife for the girl.