....the emotional connections, such as they are, faux or otherwise. I love the little escape for a time from this vale of tears (aka as "life"). Before I discovered the hobby, the best I could do was a shampoo from my hair stylist, and a few minutes of tactile ecstasy. So, the skin-to-skin connections--most often, for me, via mutual massage--make life just a little bit easier. Thanks to those I've seen...and to all who make this possible!
An hour with a provider is an hour away from everything else in the rest of my life.
It is deliberately a fantasy. I love the fact that I don't know who the lady really is. then I don't have to be who I am.
With a carefully chosen time and place, and proper precautions, the entire experience has total deniability.
The boundaries that are imposed on the experience -- the anonymity, the exchange of money, the knowledge that in an hour it will be over -- constrain and exclude the ordinary and the outside world, and make possible an experience of intimacy that rarely takes place "out there."
And, the people who engage in this type of experience regularly are exceptional people for the most part.
I think I am saying much the same as others here: I enjoy the escape from day to day life. Yes, much like that haircut experience! Those moments that become just about you, me, us. Shutting out the rest of the world. I actually wrote a poem about it long ago:
Well said -- the intimacy I have with my clients is always an eye-opening experience for me. In a lot of ways I don't think these invaluable experiences could happen in a "normal" relationship. The dichotomy between intimacy and eroticism doesn't always exist in real life. Which is unfortunate, as I personally see them as imperative to the architecture of human sexually. In the relationship between myself and some of my clients, I see these two things merge and interact successfully all of the time.