Sometimes after a session is over I find myself, so happy, high stepping, dancing, smiles up to my ears, fist pumping like I just made a 69 footer putt, loudly yelling yes, yes, then come down to some reality and asked myself WTF did I just paid $$$$$ for that!! and then try to convince myself to find a reasonable justification for what just happened. Have anyone feel that way or it's just me?

I have that feeling very often. It is one the peaks and valleys of this wonderful addiction: anticipation, delightful surprise, intense sexual release, exhilaration, remorse, guilt, promises to self to stop. Then the cycle repeats : anticipation, delightful surprise.......

Most of us have certain good experiences with the hobby (forget about the times you walk out feeling it wasn't worth it or wouldn't have been worth it if you hadn't opted out at first sight) and then have a comedown as it wears off. Here's a little experiment you might try.

Let's see....You are 68 years old, in the last 6 months you've banged at least 24 of the hottest ladies on the planet and you're complaining about wasting money? Dude, live it up, you ain't got to worry about it much longer!

I have that WFT moment when I do not have the fist pump. When I am excited about getting a woman off and dumping a load inside her tight little twat I never have regrets,  for it is a memory that wI'll be with me for a lifetime.  

The better the sex, the less I remember. And memories are mostly reconstructions anyway, so do memories of sex really bring people any pleasure?

... it took you this long to post this?

lol very good point

if there was something else that month I could have used the cash for i.e., other hobbies.

In fact a couple of times in CR, I have actually fucked the same woman two days in a row without even remembering that I had fucked her just the day before until reminded, which can be just a bit embarrassing. lol

Of course I have a very valid excuse, I drink a LOT. lol

It is funny though, I do remember some sexual experiences from years back, but others are forgotten in a matter of days or even hours.

a long time.  

First off, I never high step or fist pump. Get a hold of yourself, man...ever see James Bond fist pump? Didn't think so. Second, I don't analyze, I just enjoy. And if it sucks, water under the bridge, write the review to warn my fellow man and move on. Brother if you're this conflicted you might want to take up golf or knitting or something.

Which of the Bond women is your favorite?

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fuck, I can't decide, I'll take the sampler platter

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when I meet a young lady who tells me some of the tragedy of her past I feel just how shallow this endeavor is, paying to use her body for my pleasure when she obviously has emotional wounds that require something entirely different than $$$ and my dick to heal.  Or when I meet a woman who seems just like my type for a civvie (intellect, wit, demeanor, personality) then I have regret that I am piddling away time in this hobby instead of more actively seeking out a real relationship (I'm single).  This has happened a couple times.

called addiction!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That's a great sampler... But, I'm afraid once I got started, I couldn't quit until I tried them all!

and certainly realize what $500 or $1000 can buy.  However, I never regret spending several hours with a lovely lady--life is too short to look back and play Monday morning quarterback about what might have been (perhaps a better value?).   Besides, how does one even go about putting a dollar sign on, or what was that encounter really worth?    

I'm usually starving after a session so a big cheeseburger is my post session ritual. I don't eat while I session for obvious reasons ... I don't like to mix my pleasures.

and that often holds true whether or not I've been drinking. lol

but there really is no cut and fast rule on this for me. I remember vividly some experiences going back decades, other times I actually do forget in just a matter of hours (keep in mind, I sometimes see as many as four or five women in a single day, or at least I used to not all that long ago) and sometimes I just remember the woman but can't recall anything but a blip about what we shared together in the sack.

I honestly cannot tell you even the exact number of women I have seen in the last month, much less remember many details about most of them. I can only imagine how hard it is for the women to remember the guys they see.

hahaha! xo wittle kooky are we?

a serious prerequisite to a complete Bond girl tour

That the experiences you remember were the best, most intense, or whatever, or the mediocre experiences?

admin is trying to teach those guys the inexpensive easy way, getting the last word in a verbal conflict, is not a good method to keep a wife happy.
 

So, for me, I DO remember the squirter. And the b&s I didn't walk on because she was so...different. And the one where we fell off the bed trying to roll from CG to MISH. And the one where the lady told me the rash on my but was the image of The Virgin Mary and wanted to call her girlfriend to come over and say a prayer to it. And a few others. But even those memories are sketchy. Drunk or sober or whatever, the better the session, the more I'm there in the moment (as I "remember" it), but the less I remember it.
 

memories are important. Some say writing about it helps relive the experience, if only cerebral; that brain, the erroneous zone.

So, I was in this bar and grill and overheard a conversation about some guy or tenant who didn’t come up with his rent money, but spent it on a provider. It got me wondering if he ever came up with his rent after all, or did he get evicted? Did he at least have a good session before he went down on his luck in a flash?