My comments on the "VV" post led to a somewhat interesting exchange on the merits of such a high priced provider. When I went back and actually read the reviews from the gentlemen in question it's pretty clear they place alot of value on things I feel are not really important.

For example the opening on one review is significantly longer then 99% of the reviews out there. A lot of time is spent on not only how she looks but how she (and he are percieved in the elevator etc). The actual details are also described in more of a "dime store novel" format with a significant amount of detail to aspects I'd assume as a normal give and take. I mean zero disrespect to the lady or the reviewer(s). It seems clear that a premium is being paid for "ambiance".

My perspective is pretty simple, I'm paying for sex. Preferrably "GFE" sex which implies a certain amount of intimacy which requires "work" from both parties. However, my belief/understanding is that this is a job, the gal is actually a "persona" { a very real but distinct personality) that the women has (much like an actress in a role) specific to the job. It is not her and I really have no importance outside of my role in this little drama. If I play my part and she plays hers then we both come way with a level of satisfaction seperate and beyond the monetary exchange. I realize that for her this is esentially a "day at the office" and for me a "day at the beach". The affection and intimacy are real (hopefully) but captured within the context of the encounter and not extending to the real world.

Reality is completely subjective and one moment not separate from the next.  Therefore the apppearance that someone seems tovalue time doing something you consider unimportant (anything without an acronym?) is simply your viewpoint (experience by definition) and you may want to try and really pay attention to what you considerlessor things.  You may start to recognize these "denials of the present" as compulsive behaviour.

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find a cinderblock & drop it on your foot. Then tell me just how "subjective" reality is....

I wont even try to handle "denials of the present" beyond the simple truth that denial is not a river in Egypt and you sir carry a big sign.

I suppose I should be flattered that you'd look at my reviews to better understand the perspective, Hacker, but since the only interaction you and I have had is over discussing your opinion that my post was "Condescending Bullshit" it's a bit creepy, and suggestive that you were really studying me prior to your latest post on the earlier subject, looking for flaws to exploit.

You've bounced this issue over so many threads, with references between them, that I'll soon find myself responding to my own posts, LOL.

I think your getting around to the real point: YMMV. As well, Your Preferences May Vary.

If you and I do agree on one thing, it's that your perspective is pretty simple. It's okay, but please refrain from building any more drama where none exists. You've strayed from the subject only to do battle, and it's no fun :>(

and it goes to value. If in fact the other elements are worth the price paid for some....so be it. I'm simply looking at the issue thru the eyes of an awful lot of gals i'm friends with. They all have significant fufilling private lives with friends family and SO's. This is simply there job. Many go to great pains to provide a balance between pleasurable companionship and "crossing the line". Every one of them has had to "fire" a client at least once.

I have no issue with you or reason to do battle. My original comment was not directed at you. I am simply curious....as you said to me this is a simple age old equation. It appears your taking an honest relatively simple transaction and making it much more than it is. With out your $5,000 would this gal even look at you? Spend time with you? Talk to you?

You may consider my view "simple", I consider it reality. Personally I think your looking for love in all the wrong places. Trust me, as mesmerizing as this gal may be, when your money runs out....so will she...so is a "rent a SO" really worth the high premium given the fact that if you give them a chance there are 10 gals here in the valley capable of treating you with the dame skill tenderness and devotion (again on my opinion).

My intent is/was not to pick a fight with you or VV.

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I looked thru your other reviews and saw the one on Nikki (who is very close with a good friend of mine). Based on his comments (I have not had the chance to meet nikki as of yet) she is exaclty the type of gal I would but at the top of my "value added" chart...

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very well structured and articulate. condensed it clarifies exactly the contrating points of view (at least I think it does). As you said my perspective when boiled down is pretty simple. I view the hobby as a series of "one night stands". Ideally with chemistry and good feelings but with nothing rally beyond that. Obviously your time with VV (and possibly others) goes beyond that to some kind of entertainment or "life play" with a deeper meaning and greater value. Whats funny is thats what I feel about my international forays. Yes I get laid, but the tapestry of people (I have hundreds of expat friends around the world), culture and time "away from the grind" make the experience far more then the sex (which is mindblowingly good as well). When I leave its the people, the place and the uniqueness I miss...

Possibly its my defined "opportunity cost" that drives my thoughts. Simply put i have a world of options to consider at $5,000.

All the Best

Your rant doesn't change the facts... even a cinderblock on the foot is subjective, and your inability to read large signs don't change anything.  Then again, there's always one guy in the crown that feels the need to comment on or or try to quantify the beauty of the sunset.... therefore taking away from it's beauty.

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granted i rarely review unless asked too. If i want ambiance ill hire an interior decorator. otherwise all i ask is a for a nice bed or if there for massage too then a quiet massage room.
anything else is asking too much imo.

not to stick my head in this fire- but I will say this- I pulled out of this hobby for that very reason.  I knew it was not reality and I wanted reality.  My views of what was reality and what was acting became foggy.  And I would say to anyone who for some reason can't see the difference should move on.  

With that said- I will say I can is see hackers point.  I don’t think there is any real reason to take offence to it.  It’s a word of caution to those who are in this hobby- if this is not so with any of you then there is really no reason to take offence over one mans opinion.    

Oh, you men, this is such a weighty subject. How very philosophical! Honestly, what is reality? What is the nature of our perceptions? What percentage is in our minds and what percentage is between our legs? Oh, if it wasn’t for the unequal distribution of wealth there would be NO sex trade at all. Or, is there a significant cultural component to this conundrum. Let’s see.

Now, I have recently returned from a sojourn to one of the lesser know Gulf States. Cleo (my fluffy white, talking battle camel) and I where called upon to right some wrongs and bring some of that ol’ American truth and justice to some spoiled rotten male citizen of a centuries old tribal monarchy. This we did, and we did it well; though the evil genie in the magic lamp and a wayward flying carpet did give us a bit of a go for awhile, but I digress…

The point I’m trying to make touches upon something my dearest Moby alluded to; that being expatriates and worldly travels… Now, while Cleo and I were in the Middle East dealing with young, spoiled rotten, upper class Arabs who lead sheltered lives, I-being fair skinned and blue eyed-tried some blond jokes on the local native play boys. There was one particular blond joke that was rather new, short and more amusing than usual. So, I gave it a try. The joke went like this: What do you call “it” when a blond dyes her hair. Answer: artificial intelligence … Well, guess what? The Moslems didn’t crack a smile. They didn’t get it… They didn’t get it because the false cultural bias you/we all have about blonds doesn’t exist inn the Middle East… Now, unlike dear sweet Moby but not  unlike many of the-shall we say- less cosmopolitan members of this here rootin-tootin wild western community, these Moslem Arabs were not worldly enough to know what is going on…

In this thread, Moby and Hacker have it more than right. Like it or not, they know what is going on. They are not hallucinating or pontificating. They have their feet firmly grounded in reality. Every girl in this business is an actress/business person who sells and sells and sells. They may act like a slut or an intellectual, but regardless of the character they portray, it is just a fantasy; and they SELL fantasy. They sell sex under the guise of companionship to the lonely, to the horny, to the pathetic, to the frustrated, to the shy, to the drunk, to the bored and to the dissatisfied. If one-or more-of the ladies is skilled enough to make a client perceive the fantasy as real, so be it. They should be paid all the more. God knows they’ve paid their due. God knows they’ve earned it.

There is one born every minute, and those unsophisticates will gladly pay and pay and pay. That’s reality, plain and simple. That’s what this market place is all about.

I love you and I miss you all,

PEACE,

Sheika Fatima  


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