All I am going to say is the 300 dollar girls make it for a reason.

It's funny that I don't have a young woman fantasy. Under 80, that's all I ask. Older women know what younger women haven't even imagined yet.

>True. As a single guy in my late 40's who likes to date girls in their 20's..I can say without people like this my pickings would be slim as fewer would have 'daddy issues'. hahahaha Oh and by 'date' I mean date like a girlfriend, not the $300/hour type date.
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>>It's sad, really. I wonder if he ever thinks ahead to when his daughters are going to reminisce about him. It's either going to be a success story that they are proud of or a major psychological issue for them. I think we all know which direction this is heading. A f'n prostitute, really.
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>>>...then there is the "I will make it easy. I am just going to leave." comment...followed by other posts....ha. This is becoming like watching a re-run of a train wreck
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>>>>If its that great why the moral high ground about your daughters. "she enjoys" what can I say ..
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>>>>>Nick, she is a very good looking woman who happens to know how to burn a bedroom down. We both enjoy it and she makes very good money doing what she enjoys. I don't have a problem with that. I have done some things for her that she normally doesn't even ask for.
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>>>>>Thunderstorms again. I will always associate them with her.
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>>>>>>Pretty woman was a fictional film not a documentary on life style choices. By using this sort of service you are encouraging prostitution. If you have a cent of morality left you'd be giving some of the money you are burning through to charities hat support and get women out of that sort of trap.
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>>>>>>>No clap. They're pretty careful.
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>>>>>>>I understand this probably defies understanding, even from a diagnosed crazy person. I never would have predicted where I am in a million years.
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>>>>>>>>LOL, what a joke. Enjoy the clap, pal.
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>>>>>>>>>I have already overblabbed so what's the point stopping now?
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>>>>>>>>>I am sort of obsessed with this woman. Not to any dangerous degree; it is always her decision to say yes or no. She is a hooker. Until a week ago I had never, ever done that before. I am not proud of myself. But you know what? I really like her. Circumstances steer us into things we never thought we would do. And it isn't just her looks. She looks sensational naked and she knows her way around a bedroom. The best thing about her is she is a genuinely nice person. She is really, really smart. I asked her what led her into this line of work. She has much bigger ideas; not hooking but running a genuine company. She said I don't know. She said at the the time I just needed the money. That woman is going to run a company and it won't be in her current line of work.
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>>>>>>>>>I keep hanging onto the idea that I have a novel in me. And please don't tell me to sober up first. Many of the great novels were written dead drunk. Alcohol is a killer, don't get me wrong, but it unleashes the imagination.