hey guys, I’ve been lurking here for quite some time, reading and getting a lot of quiet laughs out of the stuff on here (which very vividly reminded me of some of my own relationships and women).
I just posted an amusing story on the sports subforum /forums/topic/biker-woman-in-dakar-rally-cant-lift-her-own-bike/ which you might find interesting, but figured I might as well write a few words on my own background and experience with women of various countries, since I hardly (if at all) can really share this kind of stuff openly.
I’m a Russian guy by heritage, my family moved to Germany when I was small, so I grew up in Germany and finished highschool and graduated university there as well (elite tech university in a fairly small town, so next to zero women). my alma mater is now offically one of the 9 “elite” universities in Germany. I think my grad year CS class had 82 guys and 1 woman. and I knew the 1 woman. she was short (not a problem in itself), not very good-looking, and annoying as f~~~ (constantly pestered the guys to help her, and got the help too, obviously, with the gigantic gender disbalance). us guys, we all went to the same local parties and clubs, but with a man to woman coefficient of around 10:1 all you could get with your relatively average looks (we all know how all semi-decent, even rather subpar, women just focus on the top 5-10% guys) was basically some really ugly and/or old and/or drunk club-type women.
shortly after graduation, after several years of working part-time at supermarkets, research institutes, part-timing at regional tech companies etc – I finally had enough money to be able to afford (and mentally being ready for it, since it took quite a lot of willpower to go against my whole conditioning) hiring a high-end escort. that changed my whole life perspective in 1 day. I got quite lucky in that the girl I hired was not just very beautiful (model class), she was also quite nice and relaxed. most HQ escort girls here are from Eastern Europe, and that one was Polish, too. I still remember her quite fondly.
I vividly remember driving home from the hotel in a daze and thinking “what the f~~~, why do people even bother wasting time, effort, money paying for drinks etc for all those subpar uninteresting chicks in clubs and all the random semi-ugly uni dates when you can just make a call and have this incredibly pretty and nice girl do everything you want in bed for a total price that’s much lower”. that question stayed with me basically for near 20 years up until today.
after that, I had a couple short-term relationships, but none of them I really cared for, it was all basically pump-and-dump style (though I didn’t even know this term until a short while ago, I just instinctively figured out it was the optimal thing to do). escorts though I basically splurged on semi-constantly. I’m a bit of a visual person, I like pretty things, can’t help it.
a couple years ago, my software/IT business became fairly profitable, so I moved to Switzerland to minimize taxes (and for other reasons, like dislike of Merkel’s migrant policy..) and made a habit of testing new high-end escorts semi-regularly (a new one every few weeks at least), and also regularly flying to Japan to explore the local scene (they have probably the best adult entertainment/nightlife scene in the world IMHO).
from today’s standpoint, what can I say. it has been awesome. I recently had a fairly intense discussion with a Russian online acquaintance (female), working wife of some window installateur guy in a Moscow suburb. she insisted on how marriage offers the man some kind of mystical experience and intimacy that no short-term sex can provide. I countered with the fact that I’ve had 100+ model-class women in bed who’ve been sometimes extremely skilled and sexy, and (usually) ready to do pretty much all of the stuff I’ve asked (I’m not a major pervert, so I don’t ask for anything really strange, though). and even intimacy-wise, I can talk to the escorts about literally anything. I’ve had more than a few Russian escorts, who basically were really intimate and open with me about all sorts of questions (many of which a wife would’ve probably raised a major fuss about). she basically imploded with anger and name-calling, and I had to block her shortly thereafter.
I’ve had a number of “free” GFs too, and my fair share of “free” sex as well. however, after near-20 years, I must honestly admit that the “free” sex was of much lower quality (both looks-wise and skill-wise) and has ultimately cost me far more time (and thus money, since my time is quite expensive) than the “paid” sex. there’s no competition, really.
an even funnier thing is that lately, I don’t even get that excited by high-end EU escorts that much anymore. nowadays, they’re just some more regular bitches with an attitude, mostly. maybe because of feminism, or whatever. one of my recently ordered girls (at one of the top local agencies, $400 an hour) was a Russian girl from Moscow. she was a real pro at her job, supermodel looks, very nice personality, impeccable in bed, did everything I wanted (and some), and stayed for an hour free of charge after the time I had booked her for. I almost started to like her in that time. but oh-my-f~~~ing-god. in that 1 aftersex hour, her own thoughts and attitude she told me (freely, I didn’t really ask or force her to) – that made me cringe to no end. basically, she told me she innerly considered all Swiss men “poor suckers”. yes, they booked her at $400 an hour or $2k a night. but they didnt have the money to give her a new Ferrari or a 5-room-apartment in Moscow (which costs way over $1mil and of which she already owned two and was preparing to buy another). it was absurd, unreal to me. yes, I make a lot of money, but man, you have to have some limits to your greed when your main redeeming feature is your pussy. but apparently, they don’t.
since that girl, I’ve lost (almost) all faith in the female part of humanity.
the one thing that still keeps me sort of in the dating-marriage boat is children. my parents want to see grandchildren. and I can understand that, and have respect for that (since I respect my parents a lot – they are remarkable people, PhD physicists etc).
but I’ve got very little clue on where I can find the mystical NAWALT that I’d even like enough to consider having her around me for a while longer than a few months. not even mentioning marriage, children, and whatnot.
Hitman 3 years ago.
