How do you feel about your gained experience, and how you see the way you hobby now?
Originally Posted by DarthDVader
I, too, think THN gets it pretty close to spot on. While I got into the hobby to realize a dream that for most of my generation was a plentiful reality during our teens and 20s -- the opportunity to have sex with an attractive woman -- I now do so because it allows me to experience feelings that I cannot experience anywhere else: feelings of passion; of closeness; of a beautiful, shared experience. The fact that I'm having the best sex of my life is directly related to experiencing those feelings.
Maybe I've just been very lucky in my selection of providers in the last two years. Maybe it takes a session or two or three for me to begin to appreciate a particular lady. Or maybe I'm finally realizing that it's okay to let go and open up, though I still find myself holding back, ever fearful of hearing the word, "no."
I'm finding that, while it may be difficult to achieve those feelings of intimacy with someone I just met, it becomes easier to experience them, provided you have the right partner, with someone new in your life as you see more or her. My friends-for-an-hour don't know my real-life friends, coworkers, bosses, family, and so I don't have to live up to a set of expectations that have been built up over the years. I'm free of the constraints imposed by my real-world persona, free to talk about things that I wouldn't or couldn't discuss with anyone in my real life, and, of course, free to experience physical sensations that are denied me elsewhere and (attempt, at least) to provide pleasure others that I cannot otherwise provide.
One thing that my mind has learned but that my heart hasn't is that, much as I would like to be special to my friends-for-an-hour, I am not and never will be anything more than just a client. That was a very painful lesson I learned many years ago. Whatever it is they are looking for -- power, money, gifts, trips, better sex, friendship, networking -- there are plenty of other men who can provide it much better than I can. That doesn't stop me from making a fool of myself (I keep having flashbacks to the john that Jamie Lee Curtis grabbed the flowers from and then slammed the door in "Trading Places") by occasionally bringing gifts, offering to buy lunch, sending occasional e-mails to ladies who are tolerant and gracious enough to say that they enjoy them. Just as I seek to add value to my life by seeing providers, so I would love to have the opportunity to add something to their lives beyond a couple of Benjamins for an hour. OTOH, I count myself exceedingly fortunate over the last decade or so, particularly in the last two years, to have not yet encountered anyone whose approach to the hobby included emotional manipulation or using our relationship as leverage to request more of me than I was willing to provide.