Men who have to pay someone to have sex with them are not happy about it. It speaks to your true motivation: Money, not the person.
Having sex with someone is perhaps the most intimate relationship a person can have.
A “boyfriend,” who doesn’t have the money to keep you from escorting to make a living is financially impotent. Society judges a man based on his ability to support a wife and family.
It is assumed that prostitution is generally illegal. You can’t declare your income, you can’t build credit, you don’t pay social security. You can’t buy a house. Stuff like that.
It is not something you want to tell your friends and family: “I am dating a prostitute.”
It’s bad enough, everyone guesses that is probably the situation.
You aren’t good enough for even the ugliest girl because you have to pay for someone to have sex with you.
Men are generally superficial. Is it implied that escorts tend to be beautiful? Well, if a man can’t see beneath the surface of a woman, it means too that he is incapable of seeing a woman for more than a pretty face, which is also demeaning. Women are people. They have feelings.
You say “petty jealousies.” But, would you really like your significant other, with whom you are intimate, to have sexual relationships with other women? You did mention diseases, men can’t fake orgasms, nor feign excitement. Sex is not a job with men. They can’t really get it up for someone they aren’t attracted to.
Apparently women can. Sex is never just about money, well at least not really.
Men want authentic relationships. They want true intimacy. They don’t want to fake anything.
It is not easy attracting a woman. Not all men are young, handsome, and know how to dress for maximal attraction, unless they have the money, i guess. I don’t know what to say to someone, who I am ultimately sexually attracted to, it feels shallow, like I am only in it because she is beautiful.
I can’t tell usually who is attracted to me. Probably because I am only looking at the “beautiful” ones.
Everything is rosy until I mention what I do for a living. I don’t have expensive shoes. I don’t have a fancy wallet. I like mine, velcro, from Hawaii.
I don’t have perks to speak of. No matter how I framed my job, almost every women grows bored and wants to leave. Women aren’t interested in just sex. Their needs are financial, apparently.
“This was heartbreaking for me. I might have been a [server,] but I still had feelings. I still wanted to fall in love.”
I can’t imagine sleeping with someone and then sleeping with another person without having showered. I can’t imagine the Academy Award acting job needed to feign that emotional drama or be able to hide the scent of someone else’s body.
I would see it as a lie (as an impossibility) too.
I would have make up stories, but I don’t think like that.
It wouldn’t make sense that I was dressed up. After all, I was just a server.
I can tell you how many women I have slept with last year. Zero. Nada.
I don’t have any “clients.”
I wouldn’t want to be dominated.
I wish women didn’t see me as vile. They don’t really. It’s really just about the money.
It is flattering that the women you are with are attractive to other men, but it is also scary. Is the conversation about equality? About compensation? “Why him, when you could get anyone?”
Men know it isn’t about being great at sex, but great-looking.
I am happy you found someone.
