So what is it I am looking for, a lady who I can rescue from her incomplete life and incidentally have free sex for life with? A girl I can visit maybe 10 times a year and for an hour or two at a time and pretend I have a normal sex life? A girl who will release my inhibitions and willingly let me enjoy delightfully decadent and ‘dirty’ sex? Multiple different girls, young, mature, slim, busty, blonde, short, tall, in my never ending exploration and quest to find my perfect sex partner? A girl who will surrender her body and mind to me for our time together, is such a commercial relationship possible?

Do I use parlours/ girls as a dating agency? Well I certainly enjoy meeting new girls and having sex with them for an hour or two. But I know there is little danger that if I am uncomfortable with them she will want to follow me home, the flip side is if I do find her to be someone special I know there is no chance of her wanting to come home with me.

Ideally I would like to book multiple hours and more frequently, so much could be learnt so quickly, it is not possible. I am not a wealthy man, comfortable but not a huge disposable income; my strength in the real world is my mind, my integrity I hope. I will never make a hooker rich, maybe supplement her income, a client she looks forward to in some way I hope, and maybe someone different to talk to, a friend of sorts I guess.

I have always thought it important to show the girl, I valued her; that she was not a piece of meat solely for my pleasure. I mean I try to be subtle with this I don’t ask her out on a date or engage in a philosophical discussion, I try to complement her on her appearance or manner, this sometimes backfires and sounds just like I am objectifying her I suppose. There is a big difference between ‘you wear you hair beautifully’ and ‘christ your knockers are hot’. In a parlour I always ask the girl if she is happy to spend an hour with me, I don’t assume if I haven’t seen the girl before. I take the opportunity to try my conversational skills with the girl, a poor attempt sometimes to put us (me) more at ease. It surprises me to see guys looking furtively across the room and the first thing the girl knows about it is the manageress telling her that guy over there has booked her, I would hate that if I was a working girl. She also has a mind I wish to experience, but she has to trust me as I trust her that at the end of the time I had paid for I would leave and never trouble her again. If our paths crossed again great, but I would never seek her out on anything other than a professional basis no matter how much she had taken hold of my mind. If I meet her in the street, a pleasant hello and in the appropriate situation maybe a quick conversation, if she was obviously working I wouldn’t acknowledge I had recognised her out of respect for her and her clients privacy.

I have been surprised to come (slowly) to the realisation from various forums that the girl is not always comfortable with the guy trying to be a friend. She is offering her body, at its simplest she wants you to pay, get what you want, and then leave, a pleasant memory maybe but nothing more. She is the professional and I am the amateur. She controls the tryst, I should just let go and do as I please, she will let me know if I go too far and try to take what is not offered. I am scared if she chastises me I will sulk , loose all confidence and be unable to continue. The sex suffers because of my timidness, not because I don’t want to try more, but because I don’t know when it becomes appropriate. One of the hottest moments I spent with a girl was when she sucked my fingers clean; it was so spontaneous, honest, intimate and so simple. Respectfully and confidently taking what I want, I need a girl to learn from and be taught that, trust again.

She doesn’t need a friend, she wants a good client nothing more, and I need to be a good client for the right girl. What is a good client? For me it goes without saying that good hygiene is critical. Someone who walks (crawls?) away satisfied? Someone who confidently takes what is offered and leaves on time satisfied to return again and again? I guess a good client can earn the right to be a friend, for the duration of the booking? A good client is someone who doesn’t get into her head. I hope that being a good client is not only lavishing the lady with gifts and extra cash, because I will never compete on that level. I guess my original uninformed view of a hooker was that of an insecure fallen woman, down on her luck that was preyed upon by lecherous men and coerced into a lifestyle that she was uncomfortable with. Maybe there is still some truth to that somewhere. Now I realise after visiting a few working girls, reading their thoughts online, and talking to them in real life. That some of them are strong willed, intelligent woman in control of their lives, they don’t need or warrant my pity or pitiful attempts to improve their self esteem. They deserve my admiration and my respect. These are the ladies I seek. That doesn’t mean I will put them on a pedestal either, they will need to be comfortable with treating me as their equal, not the same but equal.

What I want is good sex with a girl I trust to enjoy her time with me. I am happy to visit a different girl each time and have a new and unique experience every time. And if I find a girl who likes me, I will keep coming back. Maybe I cant handle the emotional attachment of a regular girl, I couldn’t bear the thought of her enjoying with everyone else that which I could enjoy so rarely? Perhaps I am better off with a different girl each time? I think I will just continue working my way through the girls that interest me and if I find one who would work as a regular for me and I for her, I will keep seeing her. Not really rocket science is it! Can I handle this sort of relationship, can I walk away, knowing I can’t come back to her for 4 to 8 weeks. Knowing the lady of my intrigue will be regularly enjoying what I want, with others. Will jealousy, envy consume me? I don’t think so, it is the way it is, and any small flashes of envy she will never see, I have become an expert at disguising my feelings from others (with the exception of contempt for idiots), this blog is an aberration made easier because none of you really know who I am. Perhaps she can help me release the good emotions.

Believe it or not outside my social insecurities I am a confident bordering on arrogant man. My self confidence and moderate intelligence has allowed me to see and experience many unique things that most never will, it’s just that I have mostly experienced them on my own. Inner strength and self reliance is not always a good thing. I guess I have found my answer. I want to share my life with the woman who loves me, I want to be in her head as much as she wants to be in mine (maybe I already have this and are too blind to see it). Until that happens (and maybe even after with her consent) I need a regular girl I can pay to approximate a normal (well maybe a little infrequent and hopefully a little kinky) sex life. Someone who understands and trusts, can be a mentor, friend and equal for the time of the booking and be comfortable with the fact that she will occupy a part of my mind between bookings. She needs to be confident in herself and the job she does.

This is my perfect escort, the fun part a about real life is exploring and learning, finding what really works for you and what doesn’t. While not every meeting I have had with a working girl has been a success they have all been a valuable and treasured experience and I thank the girls who can provide a guy like me with those experiences.