Just attended a wedding of a nephew and all I can think about was how many of the young ladies (his and her female friends) there could potentially be companions. I had to hold back and my  other head was thinking otherwise.  

...sometimes when I'm at or in the vicinity of hotels and I see an attractive woman by herself it does cross my mind.  

My Niece is getting Married next month and my goal is to behave myself. I must  
1.  Stay Sober
2.  Keep my mouth shut
3.  Stay close to my relatives who are my age.

If it's an old man in the box, I usually check out the widow. Nothing too exciting there usually. I keep hoping some of the younger chicks, granddaughters and such, might start weeping out of grief and need someone older and wiser to comfort them. So far I haven't sacked any prizes in that pew, but there are plenty of funerals yet to come.

At least it would be free and the term, "She just laid there like a dead fish" would be appropriate.

Here's  your sign:

Of the people who directly or indirectly report to me, there are 9 whom I find physically very appealing.  Lovely faces, great personalty, very good figures.  Wow!
Aside from the fact that I would never mess with people at work, I really wonder if one of these could be a great provider.  Providers fascinate me.  They are physically attractive, but I have had a number of favs whom I would not have looked at twice in a crowd.  There is something so much more involved.  
Good looking is great, but there are certain social skills,, a certain perceptiveness, and intelligence as well that make up a provider.  
I am looking forward to meeting a provider recommended by a friend as being wonderful and with sensational reviews.  She will meet me for the first time, spend about 3 hours with me,  and if she is near as good as I think she is, get into my head, open herself just enough, and deliver a sensational human and physical interaction that touches me and will stay with me for a long time.  (I still think about a lady I met in Seattle, who is now in Florida, and whom I saw that once and I still think about.)  
That is not looks, that is so much more than good looks or even graceful movements or a sweet smell.  
I always hesitate writing things like this, because they are easy to dismiss and ridicule as "white Knight ism."  I believe the set of skills and intelligence that make up a great provider is rare and involves intelligence, social intelligence, and almost exquisite perceptiveness as well as an ability to appreciate other human beings and see past their weaknesses and any physical blemishes to their essence as people.

So sweetly stated!

With his 'errand money' that needs to be cash and long lunch breaks and fear of making eye contact with the babysitter. Lol

I just notice the one's I want to fuck, it's kind of the same thing. If I can't pick them up, and since we've already met IRL, it won't matter if they are a hookers or not.

When I go out I always feel like" this guy is a client ".... LOL or good lawwd I wish you were my client!!

"get into my head, open herself just enough, and deliver a sensational human and physical interaction that touches me and will stay with me for a long time."~Dr. Joe

A few months back, Northofboston posted a thread with a song by The New York Rock Ensemble-Roll Over called Gravedigger that I found quite disturbing, but never-the-less intriguing (at least) when the acceptable social vs. the unacceptable alienated and that ever present inane desire for each individual to have sex and to love and be loved. In the lyrics, I can not help but sympathize with the perpetrator crossing the line into such an unseemly act to satisfy those desires that just may go beyond lust and perversion? In the written lyrics, the intrusion doesn’t come across as necessarily an all out self-serving  tainted violation or evil, but in some off-beat way, a haunting fulfillment or spin on romance that is difficult to comprehend if not for the last bastion of hope—as in this poor soul’s life—a substitute to make what is so unattainable, attainable to serve the need, to feed the feeling.  

This thread sounds like people equate sex with money.

on the opposite end of your distraction ... naaaah, you're too far away for that ....

When you go to a event like that and those are the thoughts that cross your head. 😬

And was actually hoping as we quickly took a left turn into the darker recesses of the life and times of the ultra horny that many comments were just playful riffing.    Or then again... like the old saying goes:when you're a carpenter everything looks like a nail  

it's a good problem to have.  

Those other girls let me fuck 'em for money! Why won't youuuuuuuuuu?????

I'm a apparel mfg in LA and I sit in on "fitting" with the models and designers. As the models are modeling for us while we're critiquing the fit, the LA models will make me wonder, is she or isn't she (slowly finding out that most are). But when I'm doing a fitting in Vegas, it's like I know she is but now "how much"....lol

Nice!

I wan't the pussy, and I want to keep my money.

...is what crosses my mind once I get past the initial lustful thoughts and harmless fantasy (and that’s all it is), but somewhere, somehow it works out in the balance if patient and aware of what’s worth going after.

I just think meeting in that situation, your typical john/hooker relationship wouldn't work.  

All those things you say are nice. It is possible they could be said about many women. Civvie and Hooker. The difference is you get to know the hookers because you are paying them and as such they are far more likely to spend time with you as long as you treat them right. The civvie women might not give you the time of day so you never get to know them. That doesn't mean they don't have the same qualities. See

many long term friends with benefits.I get to know women and adore many of them.  I know a number of women who are fine surgeons. I asked one of them to do some really tricky surgery on me. That takes dedication knowledge and skill.  One of the women with whom I am still madly in love is the most talented administrator I hove ever encountered.   I could go on and on about the women I have been lucky enough to know, some even in the Biblical sense, but if you think of the women you know, know really well, and you think of the providers who have touched you; you might see a profound difference.  I have and that is all I was saying. There is something special about a great physician; a great violinist; a great write: I was outlining what I think is special about a great provider. .

I think what he is suggesting is that certain providers have a skill set above and beyond other providers that meet his needs and wants, even when he gets to know one from the other. (Is that fair to say, Dr. Joe?)

That's the problem!!!! I don't think!!! I just talk hypothetically to the person in hopes that he or she gets the hint.

Love for the dead might be an extension of a live for times past. Whenever somebody wallows in wistful sentimentality over the good old days, or when they follow political leaders who promise to return us to a time before The Civil Rights Movement, before the abolishment of the Draft, before the taming of the Wild West, to a day of gunslingers and Jim Crow if not outright slavery, of everyone going to the only church in town every Sunday and not welcoming anyone who wouldn't want to do that, when people crave to return to these dead days and curse the present moment, they have perverted romance in a very necrophilst way.

Other "social functions" are all about connecting with people. IRL, those connections are all to some degree sexual. But if we don't get laid we don't notice that. Or some of don't or sometimes we don't, but that's how it is. Think of life as foreplay. Or think of sex as a little death, as it ends the chase and longing.

..using history as an example to the distortion. Okay, but if the other way around where today’s  perversion is tomorrow’s norm, like the once illegal act of sodomy for example, is now accepted and even applauded by some who practice it and refer to as greek.

Look at Edgar Allen Poe's "Annabelle Lee." He longs for a woman and a love (and a youth?) that is irretrievably gone. How might he attempt to recapture those feelings? Beyond poetry, he could seek out a provider who resembles his departed love. In his time, that would have been considered a perversion, at least by some.

Deb although you have just described you mind set about other peoples proclivities that you come across in your daily life, I am wondering if anyone has talked to you in your civilian life and after they left guessed that you would be an escort predicated on the conversation they had with you and how you answered certain questions?  Also I would think that they would be extremely deductively and observant on how you answered certain questions regarding certain subject matter that would navigate them to that conclusion? Just a thought.

Nice riposte.

Whenever I see ads around my uni, I do think "hmmmm" some of these girls may be paying their tuitions with money from escorting.  
Or when that hot chick in class who's supposedly single but her fb and ig is filled with nice gifts. I do think, "probably sugar daddy, but MAYBE escort"

As in your example, as you say.