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Originally posted by Joeaksa
Supe,
Sounds interesting. Care to share more? I have known several ladies like this and all are direct, to the point and more honest than 99% of the rest of the world.
Some are running from life, running from being molested as a kid, drugs, the harley payment or just like the money. None of them that I ran into (friend of mine was a owner of a tittie bar and many of the girls "worked on the side" while there ) did it because they liked it and all hoped to retire or move on to another career after saving up some money and buying a house.
This "profession" will never stop and its crazy that its criminal. I just love it when the cops sieze the cars of the "john's" to try to stop things like this.
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Spot on. Honesty practiced in a way that makes other "honest" people seem very clearly as though they are playing only games.
I'll share more, because this association has been so amazing. This woman uses prostitution as a way of maintaining her real calling. She is a muse. She goes where she is needed. She is needed elsewhere now. She coaches. She irritates. She soothes. She reflects. She holds a mirror up, and points it at me when I move. She does not know what is next. Only that she is being called.
This woman is unimaginably talented. And she sacrifices. She offers up. Right now she is a bit like Spock after one of those draining mind melds. Or like the Star Trek guest character that was an empath. Drained. Empty. Preparing for what's next, not knowing. Somewhat like what we Catholics do to ourselves during Lent. She is emptying out. Preparing. She's very scared.
Hard to explain, so I'll stop here at least for now. But I'll say one thing again: Nobody can stand in this woman's light and claim "goodness" or "service" or "honesty" or "courage" and not get struck by a lightning bolt.
If all of you imagine a reason why she and I have not done the horizontal waltz, nearly all of you would be wrong.
Thanks, Joe.