First of all, I'd have to have a subscription to People Magazine so I would know who the current #1 is. Then I'd have to make sure GaGambler, and RobbinYoung hadn't touched it first. haha, jk!!! No, actually I swore off marriage a long time ago. With the advent of computer sex, I can have an array of the most beautiful women in the world until the fat lady sings. What a way to go!
If you saw an ad for the hottest woman who had ever made herself available anywhere, and the rate was everything you had for a session that would last all of your natural lifespan, would you book?
you and AJ....humina, humina, humina
Her beautiful lips on your beautiful lips, upper-lower lips and any combination there of. If I weren't watching the playoff game I'd be jacking myself off to that visual.
Hell, I've got Tivo...lol
I'm not sure what you are trying to say, but if you are saying what I think you are saying, then the answer is no fucking way!
And even with the hottest woman on earth it probably won't last even close to forever.
The sessions no longer include sex so it's not working out too well
--PRAYING FOR THE END OF TIME--
I couldn't take it any longer
Lord I was crazed
And when the feeling came upon me
Like a title wave
I started swearing to my god and on my mother's grave
That I would [book] you to the end of time
I swore that I would [book] to the end of time!
So now I'm praying for the end of time
To hurry up and arrive
'Cause if I gotta spend another minute with you
I don't think that I can really survive
I'll never [cancel]… my [booking] or forget my [donation]
But God only knows what I can do right now
I'm praying for the end of time
It's all that I can do
Praying for the end of time,
So I can end my time with you!
It's "tidal wave," a/k/a a tsunami.
But perhaps you have many titles like Duke, Prince, etc. In which case Conan apologizes.
…written lyrics from a link I've attached. I did not double check the diction before the post.
Anyway, in the link, please.scroll down to III. Praying for the End of Time (where under that heading a few lines below), you’ll see the incorrect word “title.” The correct word should be “tidal.” Thanks for pointing that out.
(Note: I did check other lyrics posts to this popular song, and they have it written as “tidal wave,” and not as “title wave.”
Well if you get married, you do go broke for pussy, only problem is , there is never any pussy!
"Everything I own" could be defined in such a way as to shelter certain things from inclusion - such as property, investment accounts, future retirement benefits, vehicles, home (and everything in it), and my checking account.
This pretty much would leave me with only the cash I've withdrawn for my next hobby excursion (well, that AND a chicken sandwich I left in the fridge at work).
Oh, and I'm also presuming she will take care of all her own needs - so it's just a matter of me contacting her whenever I am in the mood.
If all the above conditions are met, then... maybe.
I say "maybe" because if this session technically lasted the rest of my life, then any other session I tried to book with another lady would technically constitute double-booking - which we all know is a big no no. And reputation is everything in this hobby...
So I guess even with all my conditions, I'd still have to say no.
And the other half is one geopolitical disaster away from a stock market crash; well, this could just be the best bang for the buck after all.
First of all, I'd have to have a subscription to People Magazine so I would know who the current #1 is. Then I'd have to make sure GaGambler, and RobbinYoung hadn't touched it first. haha, jk!!! No, actually I swore off marriage a long time ago. With the advent of computer sex, I can have an array of the most beautiful women in the world until the fat lady sings. What a way to go!
It's one thing to look forward to a brief late night session and wishing that when you get there that it could last forever, and another the next morning after having fucked your heart out and now craving only coffee and a frosty glass of fruit smoothie. Even people who complain about the drudgery of jobs they hate would rather spend their lives working than wallowing their days out in a trough of sensuality and drunken pleasure. And those who find meaning in their work wouldn't want to give that up, and there are dozens of other aspects of life besides work and sex that are quite enjoyable.
Variety is the spice of life, but I wonder what the staples are. Like what's the main course for people? What are we sprinkling the spice on or into? Another question for another day. The coffee is brewed.
Don't knock that "trough of sensuality and drunken pleasure" until you have actually wallowed in it.
Some of us pigs love nothing better than to wallow, so please speak for yourself in the future and leave us wallowing pigs to speak for ourselves Oink Oink!!!
...or anything that combats loneliness; be it sex, friendship, stimulating conversation, shared laughter, team sports, participating on these discussion boards, etc. (Just saying.)
And for me it's mostly been about understanding what the universe is while fully living in it. Which boils down to relationships with other people and getting a glimpse here and there of their reality.
Jeez, keep up the intellectual standards on this board, or I'll fart! BTW Zeno the Priapic asked a similar question two millennia ago and it brought down the Greek empire, which is why their statues usually have no arms.
…because if it’s a trick question, as in, does it mean you book once with her and never book with her again or with any other provider for the rest of your life? Is it one of excess, as in that it is all you do (ever), is spending the rest of your life having sex with this one woman? Or does it mean you only book with this one provider every time on different days, weeks, months, for the rest of your life and never with any other provider?
Other reasons for no: It comes across too good to be true and some people are full of doubt and uncertainty; they just don’t trust monogamy with one provider, even though the question infers that it is this one provider does it better than all others—every time—including the variety of other ladies which are so easily accessible in the hobbie.
Or is it like an idealistic question, as in this one definition of idealism:
1. The practice of forming or pursuing ideals, especially unrealistically.
"The idealism of youth"
In any event, I just can’t past the unrealistic premise of you question, even if it is a no brainier, with all uncertainty cut out.
Least we forget that life is not consistent, as are bodies become frail, or some accident or illness slows us down, then the sex is not as potent as in earlier times. Plus, how do we know she’s the hottest provider that will fulfill all our desires every time if we can’t compare her with others who are not as hot? How can we know happiness if we don’t know sorrow?
Of course, if we convince ourselves that she is the one every time, that is free will and a choice, if we convince ourselves that the average or below average is hot because we want to, or don't know any better, that’s also our choice, even in the face of those that think it’s delusional. It’s free will. I suppose that is why there will continue to be distrust on ratings and reviews—everyone exercises their own free will. YMMV, too. Lol!
Existentialism:
1.A philosophical theory or approach that emphasizes the existence of the individual person as a free and responsible agent determining their own development through acts of the will
What I saw was pretty simple. I go into the incall, drop an envelope containing a sign-off of everything I own in a material sense, and the session--sex, massage, cuddling, room service, toiletries supplied, everything necessary to continue--would continue for the rest of my life. All financed out of what I handed over as her fee. Not a complicated vision. But, as I mentioned above, this morning it didn't seem such an attractive idea.
Because I live a very simple and serene life, with one or two intermittent interludes each month with women who make themselves available, I never feel as drenched in pleasure as most of the men who post on this board. I tell myself that I enjoy it more that way sometimes, but probably that's not at all true. So, I was thinking, wouldn't it be wonderful if the way I feel when in a session could last and be a constant feeling for the rest of my life. Of course I would also want to sleep and eat, but that was the "vision." This morning I decided that such an experience isn't what I want either. I just want to go on pretty much with the life I have and forget about any kind of a life I might periodically want.
Maybe I'm much happier than I think I am. I hardly ever stop to ask myself if I am happy or not. But maybe I am. I can't remember ever being unhappy for very long either. So the more I think about it the more I tend to self diagnose as chronically happy.
..It sort of reminds of a book I read years ago where the author wrote about how he explored his self-denial, then his indulgences, and then decided that a balanced life was the way to go to achieve harmony and inner peace.
That book is called Siddhartha, by Hermann Hess. (Maybe it’s worth a reread)
How may time away from women improve the hobbie experience? In some ways, down time or abstinence from it may make the next session all the more desirable, like in that idiom, “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”
My previous point of view focused on the absurdity of loving one woman exclusively for the rest of one’s life with all its wonderful treasures and all its flaws and imperfections. (Some other referred to it as marriage.)
Anyway, I enjoy time socializing with my friends, loving a woman now and then, and of course my solitude. All three are equally important