Prostitute, Therapist, Apprentice

[StargazerParticipant 12505]

Let’s see… I need a skilled and passionate partner to take care of my physical needs, someone non-judgemental to listen to me rant about whatever s~~~ is going through my head now and then, and a youthful assistant with whom I can share some of my skill and experience while I benefit from their enthusiasm and energy.

Isn’t this what girlfriends used to be? I haven’t had a female in my life that met even one of these needs adequately in so long I’ve nearly forgotten what it’s like. I’d be willing to pay for these services too… I mean, by the hour, not with half my wealth or my self esteem. Now there’s a business model for a bright and aggressive young female with an open mind and a giving heart. Maybe I’ll go look on Tumblr for someone like that. I’m sure there must be exactly zero of them!

[AussieBlokeParticipant 144]

hey Doc sorry to burst your bubble but its called the Sugar Daddy / Sugar Baby relationship.

http://sugardaddie.com/

I’m not trying to be a smart arse but that is pretty close to what you describe (as far as i can see anyway).

Please don’t get me wrong – I LOVE your contributions and enjoy reading ALL of them but I have to point this out for you…..

Apologies if I am way off track here….

 

 

The harder the fight the sweeter the victory

[StargazerParticipant 12505]

Oh, I’ve heard of that. Those aren’t real “sugar babies”… those are just gold diggers in thin disguises.

Imagine back in the 1900-1920s when a bachelor of means typically had a valet to do his hand and foot work for him, some old college chums to drink and dine with at the club and a showgirl to keep his bed warm, his arm decorated and his passing fancies in dance, music and the theater occupied.

That’s what I’m talking about. But instead of a dippy blonde wannabe actress to lavish my occasional attentions on, I’d prefer a petite brunette business major. Neither one of them are going to end up being worth a s~~~ and I really don’t care anyway as I’ll be swapping them out every few months or so when they find out I’m only casually interested in them… but in the mean time, why not?

Look, I realize that a lot of MGTOW see females as poison to be avoided at all costs, but I don’t seem the as being any different from raw meat, potent drink or expensive toys that fly, float or fling hot lead… to be purchased, handled with care befitting their dangerous nature, enjoyed to the fullest and then traded in (or crapped out, as the case may be) when the time comes.

That doesn’t sound so bad, now does it?

[WarratahParticipant 895]

Your key phrase is “a bachelor of means” – if you’ve got the money you’ll get the honey!

...And in our own despair, against our will, Comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God. - Agamemnon; by Aeschylus

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