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Going back over preceding pages of blog entries I found diverse reference to punters who were unclean (in the physical sense - perhaps spiritually as well!) who missed appointment and who basically displayed a lack of breeding when it came to courtesy, so I decided to give the subject some empirical base. I chose two names from this forum who are regular bloggers and two unconnected women, whose names I obtained through a search engine Perhaps a little naughty of me but I e-mailed four different escorts, giving my full details and a little of my circumstances asking whether I would be able to secure an appointment for intimate companionship for 2-3 hours. Yes I had entertained the very real possibility that my request would be welcomed with gusto - and then what would I do? In fairness and out of simple courtesy I had two options. In the first, depending on their terms of reference, I was fully prepared to accept one appointment, still very optimistic that I would receive instant replies from all the addressees. In the second option I had decided to reply that I now wished to cancel my request. Both options entailed me re-contacting the escorts.
Imagine my incredulous dismay (not to mention a totally deflated ego. LOL) when a week later I had not received a single reply, not even to decline my request. It is now two weeks later and still nothing. I would guess that the ladies concerned would probably tell me that they had not received the e-mail - all four, highly unlikely. So what's my point - you ask?
I suspect that due to my personal circumstances, that a couple of you know about, I was stereotyped, a common catchphrase these days. There is an old saying, which I believe may even have some biblical connection (perhaps our learned friend Corinthian could enlighten me) that goes, "Do unto others as thou would have them do unto thee" In our society it is a basic tenant of courtesy to reply to letters and invitations or am I just an old-school codger trapped in a time warp and lost touch with reality. So you see there are always two sides to a story.
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Added on: 04/26/06 02:39
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I have fought back the urge to splurge a blog. Too afraid it would come across 'woe is me' and sound like a regular male pity party. But today when I read the thread concerning the compulsion of a punter to return time and again to escorts despite his wife and children, followed by comments particularly from Corinthian, whom I regard very highly - he seems a very noble man imbued with a sense of romanticism but at the same time a very practical nature. He referred to my blog in which I boldly told the world that I had taken their advice and taken my ailing marriage to Barcelonia in the hope that it could be restored, even to just a fraction of what we once had. I had realised that after 20 twenty years of marriage I had still had a very deep abiding love for my wife. Somehow as we live our busy lives we lose sight of that vital component.For too long I had done that - I had even become tired of, as I saw it, our mundane sex life. I took some stick for claiming in my blog that ' it was chore'.
Well perhaps my chickens came home to roost because 2 weeks ago my wife left for another man - one of our better friends. I will spare you all the gory details but to say maybe I should have acted a little earlier. I can't help feeling that I am the one who has failed, that she has sought out the very quality that I wasn't giving her. Yes I am devastated, yes it is hard to know where to start again and whether another woman will ever look at at middle aged man in my position. I cannot give any advice to our colleague who writes of his dilemma with visiting escorts except to say - deal with whatever it is in your life that takes you away from your marital bed to another's lest it will destroy your lives from within.
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Added on: 03/16/06 11:12
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As I was reading through the blogs this morning, their variety of theme started me thinking. (that can be quite dangerous) Anyway I started to ask myself, as I have been doing for a while, why I find this site so interesting and yes, informative.
Certainly the world in which many of the bloggers live, move and breath has its parallels with mine. And yet because society attaches a social stigma to the sex industry and labelling it as one the bloggers put this morning and yet another yesterday, as belonging to those people who don't have the intelligence to do anything else, it flourishes. Apart from being the most ridiculous statement I've heard it is offensive. I think what is happening in the sex industry is a renaissance, an awakening in which a transformation is occurring. Escorts appear to have injected a mould of class, panache and poise into the industry.
But I think what happens is that like sheep many people will never challenge these prescriptive labels and allow themselves to always view the profession as if looking into a fish bowl. There are always distortions as the light refracts through the glass. I asked myself on which side was I looking at the fish bowl. There is much I don't know and probably never will know but I cannot find it within me to condemn the workers in the sex industry to a place in our social stratum where the plain idle, uneducated languish. Some of the writers here are, to me the most insightful profound thinkers able to articulate themselves accurately and with wit, that I have come across.
To those of you who are slighted by the people you come across - look at this way - they are looking into the fishbowl from the outside.
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Added on: 02/24/06 06:27
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Isn't great the way a week in the sun can invigorate and refresh even the most flagging spirit. Acting on the advice of some of the very well informed and learned 'scholars' on this site, I booked passage to Spain for a four day 'getaway' for my wife and I. I had in mind a rekindling of our romance that had seemed to ebb and fade so long ago. That seems to happen so easily! Well anyway I surprised my wife last Wednesday with an airticket and hotel booking in Barcelona. Her face was a picture to remember starting with total disbelief and transforming into a smiling crying face - sounds a bit like a paradox?
I won't go into details but our weekend getaway was wonderful allowing us to regenerate our passion and love for one another and as Corinthian mentioned in one of his blogs, felt a bit like that teenager I once was ( many years ago now) in my courting days.
I will continue to write for this site, I find it so much more eclectic than the others.
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Added on: 02/22/06 02:02
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I am pleased that I have been able to generate healthy debate with my latest blog but on the other hand fear I may have misquoted myself and caused several erroneous impressions, and now find myself myself in a defensive position having to explain a few statements I have made. Yes I may have dug myself a hole and digging myself deeper, but hey its worth a try.
Our very existence is about personal interrelationship. So the comments from one blogger that she relates to her clients on a very personal level, for me, would reflect the need that we all need acceptance. That was a question that I have been seeking an answer to.I judge noone who works in the escort industry - I laud their courage and their altruism.
I gave the impression that I am an addict obssessed with escorts. The response to my blog categorised the men who visited escorts which I found incredibly insightful,well expressed and obviously from an highly intelligent person. I am bouyed by the constructive nature of the response but recoiled at he implication that I was one of the obsessed men who visit escorts and blame their wives for their woes. Herein I blame myself for the way in which I expressed myself. I cannot place myself in the obsessed category because I have not and do not use the escort service - tempted yes!
For reasons I cannot disclose we live almost double lives which effects the relationship at a physical level as well as others. I am devoted and passionately in love with my wife of 28 years. I am in the practice of sending little notes and flowers most of the time. I would never think of leaving her she has borne our two daughters. Perhaps here is the point at which I can try and explain my perception regarding the sexual aspect. For a woman sex is a partnership of the physical act and intimacy, romance and love. Men appear to be more physical and visually motivated, hence we find it easier to justify to ourselves the need for sex elsewhere. If I were able to retract the statement that Corinthian has quoted from my blog I would do so and perhaps attempt to replace it with the above argument.
The reason I am browsing punterlink is I guess as a result of that male instinct to hunt. Very hard to defend myself here- I'd better stop.
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Added on: 02/16/06 02:29
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It seems, outwardly that I joined a very friendly bunch of 'bloggers'. Thank you for your good wishes.
Our literary counterpart, Corinthian speaks of the addictive nature of the escort industry and I guess by implication the inherent feature by which the industry is stigmatised by the Mother Grundy's of our society or by hypocrytical politicians. Now I am using as a point of departure here the premise that escorts actually enjoy the work they do. Could we define them as vendors of romance and mystery? It is clear to me that they perform an intergral part of a social system that creates dusfunctional lives and relationships and that they 'repair' broken egos and in many cases restore sexual function to ailing men who have become trapped in a loveless and sexless marriage. For me sex in a long term relationship is a chore. You have to keep striving at making it work. Is that what it is really all about - we are reduced to an almost robotic existence programmed to have sex once a month - if you're lucky. So sex has become a saleable product or commodity because of the laws of supply and demand available as a lifeline to ailing individuals. What can be said about the those 'relationships' between escort and client, some of which must be very deep? How does the escort keep herself from falling into a relationship that would potentially destroy her income. Or is it a subliminal thought process (instinctual)in which they are seeking the perfect mate amidst all those clients?
A lot of questions - I don't have the answers.
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Added on: 02/15/06 10:16
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Stumbling across this blog site I was immediately drawn to its content - eclectic in style, yet refreshingly contemporary. I am new to the blogging world so if I tread on your toes in my overzealous style - I do not intend it. I woke this morning somehow wanting to refresh my mind - expunge all the dross and start the day on a clean slate. I asked myself how I would do this. Blogging I believe can provide us with an enema to scour our minds and thoughts, perhaps because of the absence of a listening person. I have read the contributions from members of this site and am impressed with the quality of thought and transparency afforded each article. I, like, Corinthian love the ladies on Punterlink and elsewhere - referred to as escorts. I too believe that they serve a niche in the market, a rescue raft for those men who cannot be sexually fulfilled within the bounds of their marital relationship. I too have been in this predicament vacillating between the wrongs and the rights of hiring an escort, caught up in religious dogma that decrees that we shall be damned and struggling with the physical and urgent effects of testerone coursing, untapped through my body. What does one do in these circumstances? I guess the trite answer is to masturbate - reduce the urge and spill your manhood. I haven't yet experienced the fruits of these delightful looking women on punterlink and if I look much longer I may succumb. Reading an article submitted by Corinthian a while back he posed the question, which I could find no response, what turns us men on. Thank goodness we are all different - what a boring place it would be without that. I too am visually gratified by a woman who takes pride in who she is and has the self-confidence that exudes her poise, sex appeal and presence. Of course sexy black lingerie always comes next! Rounding off let me salute the women who have chosen a profession that is openly decried by the stalwarts of our society and secretly used by the very same people.
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Added on: 02/14/06 04:05
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