Anyone have any stories about encounters with escorts winding up in a relationship?

Platonic friendships probably don"t count, huh?

I thought we were having a relationship.  But it turned out it was my wallet she liked.  She and my wallet ran off together and I haven't seen them since.  Man, don't ever trust a wallet.  They will run off with your girl every time.

Same story. The relationship/friendship lasted as long as the envelope was full. All of her friends were dead presidents.

I am currently involved in a relationship with a client for almost a year now.  Oh, excuse me, he was a client. He offered to give me an allowance every month and I told him not to.  But since he insisted, why not accept his offer?  Well, we ended up arguing over money so I told him to forget about giving me anything.

Yes, I do expect him to pick up the tab for our dates but then, all men that I date do so anyway.  Do I care about him?  Yes, immensely.  We have great chemistry, passion and respect for each other.  He inspires me to be a better person.



 

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Providers need relationships, too, right? I wonder who their boyfriends are? Or are they rarely capable of normal relationships?

So she didn't like Franklin's?  He was never a president, after all.

Is how do you define a normal relationship?

Does the provider continue to work? Is it an 'open' relationship where both see others for sex? Is the boyfriend her 'driver' and needs her money to pay the rent and other bills? Lots of variables. Please be more specific.

Now that you bring it up, I was assuming that the boyfriend/husband was not involved in her work and that sex outside the relationship was limited to her work.

How often do men experience feelings for their providers above and beyond sex, and how often is that reciprocated? If men can have those feelings, then presumably they are accepting of the providers' profession.

The first was with "Mary."  She worked for an agency which sent her to me on a Sunday night for three hours.  We had such a good time; I asked her back the following Thursday evening for a couple more hours.  That was such a blast; I had her come over from noon on Saturday through noon on Sunday.  

When Mary's driver came to pick her up on Sunday, Mary gave me a big hug and slipped something into my shirt pocket.  After they left, I saw Mary had left me a note.  The note said her real name was Marina, and it gave her address and phone number in Brooklyn.  It also said I should wait one hour, and then drive to her apartment and pick her up.

When I showed up at Marina's place and called her on my cell phone, she came bouncing out of her door in jeans, sneakers and a sweatshirt, and sporting a ponytail.  She climbed into my car, gave me a big kiss and said we should go back to my place.  I asked Marina how much this was going to cost, and she responded that I don't pay anymore.

Marina and I began dating regularly.  I was a little suspicious at first; you know what they say:  "If it's too good to be true..."  But, try as I might, I couldn't find an ulterior motive.  Marina already had her US citizenship (I’d seen her passport) and all but once, when I offered her money to help her out of a jam, she refused.  The one exception was when she needed money to bring her mother over from Russia.  After what almost became a big fight, I convinced her to take the money she needed from me.  I'd intended the money as a gift, but Marina paid it back within six months.

We saw each other regularly for about a year.  During that time, I got to know her eight year old daughter (a real sweetheart).  We did a lot of things as a family.  We went on trips to caves in Pennsylvania and balloon rides in New Jersey.  We even went up to Connecticut to visit my son and his wife.  But most of the time when Marina and I were together, we just behaved like regular people falling in love.

After a little over a year, things began to crumble.  It had nothing to do with Marina's job; our differences had just begun to outweigh our similarities.  Eventually, we made the mutual decision to part.  We stayed in touch for a while, but now it's down to an annual Christmas card.


The other lady is Tiffany (that's her real name, not her working name).  We had a brief love affair, but we both realized there wasn't a long-term potential there.  The trouble centered on children:  Tiffany wanted them, and I'd already had mine.  In fact, my son is a few months older than Tiffany, which was another consideration.

Tiffany and I stayed close, messing around every once in a while, but by and large just being good friends.  In October of 2003, she fell on hard times, and moved into my spare room until she could get back on her feet.  Tiffany retired from the business and moved into her own place last February.

Then last July, things fell apart again.  Tiffany had to return to providing, and at this writing, still lives in my spare room.  She and my girl friend are like mother and daughter, even though my girl friend knows our history as well as Tiffany's avocation.  When my girl friend and I get married, Tiffany will be in the wedding party.

I’ve written before on the feasibility of having a meaningful relationship with a provider.  You’ll find those old postings here on the general board.

Very interesting and thanks for sharing this. What dates were your previous postings. I will look them up.

why they refuse money from you.  

Bright girls, who show an ability to think long-term, instead of just going for the immediate short-term gain.  They will continue to keep you in their minds.



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i'm the tall dark and handsome one

Yes, I am currently in one. I can't begin to tell you the problems this has caused in my life. I'm sorry I ever let things get to were they are. I will never again see a provider more than once. I can no longer review the ladies I see because the provider I am in the relationship with will see them and it enrages her when I see another. I have tried to cut ties but we keep ending up back in eachothers arms. Money for Sex ended long ago. I am jealous of her clients but I am not in a position to pursue this relationship and care for her financially. It seems we may finally be going our separate ways, maybe to cross paths again later in life.

jealous clients and jealous providers

I must be on some Favorites List of some of my clients, because some of them write to me after certain good reviews and say "I see you had a good time with So and So."

I get the impression they are jealous of the other guys...but they should know consistency is important to me and I try to show EVERY client a good time. Not every client or session is wonderful for me, but if I do my job right, everyone walks out with a smile on his face thinking it was wonderful for both of us.

So, guys, stop writing and stop being jealous!

And, as for jealous providers--I know of several who get enraged when their regulars see others. This hobby is supposed to be fun, and is supposed to let hobbyists sample as many cute ladies as they wish. The guys are not our boyfriends--we don't have any right to exclusivity.

So, ladies, stop being jealous--don't say a word when your regulars sample others.

It's about money. Always will be... many ladies fear that the regulars will look elsewhere and they are right... I agree with you that the hobby should be fun and no strings attached. I can count on one hand the providers I have seen more than once. In that way, we keep it about business, though I must admit I am very fond of a couple of them... and believe me even if I was in relationship with them, it would not be my call as to what they chose to do with their time.