>>Now here is something that might really shock you. A prostitute just left my house after spending over two hours here. I have never paid for sex before. She did not come cheap from the agency and I tipped her $60 on top of that. No regrets; it was money well spent. I guess it is tawdry but she left me feeling better than I have felt in a long time. She knew how to do all the usual things, just better, and how to do some things I had only imagined. Plus some things I hadn't even imagined. A bargain at 10 times the price. And I don't feel a bit ashamed. She is a nice lady. Sometimes she sells her body for money. So what? We all have our price when you get right down to it.
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>Mike, just curious, if you indeed did that (and I have my doubts that this is true, given the other medical conditions you've cited)....but how would your daughters react if they saw this message?

Trust me, it's true. She came back for several more hours later, most of them off the clock, and just left. I know this is a strange scenario for attraction but we really do hit it off. We will be seeing each other some more as private citizens. If anyone wants to judge her, so be it. She has a regular job as well. This is a sideline, a very remunerative one.

My daughters probably wouldn't like reading my message. But I think at least part of their reaction would be gratitude that something made me feel good. From "Scarlet Begonias" by the good old Grateful Dead --

"As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air,
From the other direction, she was calling my eye,
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try.

She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes.
And I knew without askin' she was into the blues.
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls,
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls.

In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough,
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff.
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door,
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before.

Well, I ain't always right but I've never been wrong.
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song.
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right."