The Pleasure of Prostitutes

The Pleasure of Prostitutes

Why would anyone want to write a book about prostitutes?

If you write it, and you try to take any credit for it, you will get hammered in the media as a loser, and your wife or girlfriend or friends will deplore you. Or try to kill you.  For me, that is the biggest risk of all! 

Unfortunately, that does not help a lot of people for whom prostitution is a godsend.  By that, I am talking about the men who frequent prostitutes, and the girls who supply the sexual services that the men are seeking, and for which they are willing to pay.  

The girls get a really bad rap for a number of reasons: 

Firstly, it is not really considered to be a desired occupation.  Prostitutes have to live double lives, separating their workplace experiences from their regular world.  

Secondly, if you believe the banter of some women’s groups, and even some men’s groups, no woman wants to be a prostitute. They are either forced into it, exploited, or do it out of desperation. 

There are health concerns as well.  These women are exposed to men who can carry diseases, which may cause injury, sickness or death.   (Of course, it can work the other way too – guys can get exposed to disease and risk from them.)

The girls are sometimes exposed to violence.  The case of the Vancouver missing women would be a definite case in point. Over 20 went missing and were murdered by a depraved man on a pig farm. 

It is not something you would want your daughter to do. 

There is also exposure to drugs, and the cycle of dependency.  Once entered, it is hard to get out of.  It can lead to a nasty end.

The men on the other hand are considered to be losers, and evil people who take advantage of dependent human beings, and treat them like dirt.  The theory here is that if you have to pay for it you don’t deserve it.  Says who?

Well, there may be some bad apples out there, but I am not one.  I have taken great care to treat all the prostitutes with whom I had any dealings with the greatest of respect.  I always thank them for being available.  I am also pretty certain that they thank me for showing up instead of some creep who smells bad and looks worse.

In this book, I am talking about female prostitutes.  They are the ones I have experience with.  (I have never met, nor been involved with a male prostitute. )

On the other hand, I have met a lot of prostitutes who seemed to actually enjoy the profession.  They have set up shop as masseuses and offer sexual services at the end of a massage.  For that you pay them, and it seems like a good preparation for a great sexual event.   And while it is work, it is work that can pay very well if you are good at it.  For the girls who like it, they seem to develop good relationships with the men who are their clients.  One girl I know sets up a Christmas tree in her place every year and she is showered with gifts from her men.  It is amazing!  And all the guys know that there are other guys with her both before and after their event.

This book was written in an attempt to help guys like me who were feeling the need for additional sex in their lives for whatever reason.  A need they wanted filled quickly! 

Maybe they had been married a long time and the wife no longer had any interest in them.  But they still wanted sex. 

Perhaps their partner had health issues. Maybe she was ill and could no longer participate with him. 

Maybe the wife had gained a lot of weight and was no longer attractive to her man.  Maybe he had gained weight and the wife refused his sexual advances.

Perhaps his wife or girlfriend was deceased.  

Perhaps the man was concerned about his failing virility and wanted to see if something new would make him perform better. 

Maybe the guy did not want to have an affair, or fall in love with another woman who was not his wife.  So he sought out a prostitute to whom he could pay some money, and leave feeling a little less guilty. 

Whatever the reason, and any reason is legitimate, these women are there to take his money and help him out.  For me, I am glad they are there.  I think these women perform a very useful service. 

This section of the book will talk about everything a man who is considering visiting a prostitute will need to know and think about.  It may not provide all the answers, but it should provide many.  Topics covered include the following:

The Benefits

The Risks

Prostitutes vs. an Affair

What are your options for sexual adventure

What is the best way to get the most out of a prostitute

Where can I find them

Decoding  the ads.

I will even give you a sample of my experience with various girls, some of whom I had only seen once, and others that I have seen continually so that you can get an idea of what you can expect. Some of it is good, some of it is not so good.  But this is so you can make better decisions should you decide to go this route.

In all cases, I think it is best if I tell you my story from my perspective.  This is not something I have discussed with lots of other people, mainly due to reasons of privacy.  I do not really want everyone to know my business.

I did ask a bunch of fellows on an Escort Review Board why they themselves visited prostitutes, and the best response  I got was from the guy who said:  “Why watch porn when you can live it?”  God, I loved that response.  And he is right.  Other responses included: 

the wife was a dead fish,

wife wasn’t interested,

needed a change,

was divorced,

no girlfriend,

wife was incapacitated due to illness or injury,

Of course, you will have to search for the right girl to who can help you fulfil your dreams. But that is part of the fun. When you find her, make sure you can keep in contact with her. 

One of those girls whom I should have kept in contact with was a lady named “Helen” who was a Korean and who provided massage on Sunday afternoons at a place in the suburbs.  I would go there after working out in the gym, and parked the car and she would be waiting inside.  I would undress, request a half hour massage, and after she had oiled my body from top to bottom, she would ask me to turn over and we knew what was going to happen next.  I would run my hand up her thigh under her short skirt and she would undress and slide her body up and down mine.  In those days I would not indulge in oral sex, and she did not perform it on me either, but our rubbing included substantial kissing, and when my fingers ventured near her sex she was absolutely soaking wet.

She blamed that on me.  I was happy to accept responsibility.

Once she was sliding on me and I am sure that she slid my member into her pussy.  I was having a real problem getting it up back then, so I cannot even say for sure that it happened, but I always finished out side of her standing up, kissing her while I fingered her pussy and she stroked my nipples, and I stroked my manhood.

The place shut down, and I lost her.  No one on the escort review agency could tell me where she went, so we lost her for keeps.  She really was a keeper.   That was when I learned that if you find someone you like, get some contact information.  Then if she moves, you can keep seeing her, if she will allow it.  

A friend of mine who had been married a long time, just came back from Asia where (as soon as he was away from the clutches of his family members), he had visited a number of brothels where he paid as little as twenty dollars for a session with a girl.  He hadn’t had sex for a long time, and felt completely rejuvenated. 

His story is not unlike mine. 

One time we were away on a holiday, with my wife, kids and mother in law.  I felt I needed a break from the confinement of my family and their usual disagreements.   I told my wife I was going out for a drink.  She said:  “OK.” 

I ended up in a strip bar, and was watching a show when I was approached by a lady who offered to take me to a room and perform a little strip for me.  It was for $ 20 a song.  Next thing I knew I was down $ 80 and she was naked.  I was enchanted, but then she had to perform on stage.  I came back two days later and was approached by a different girl who did the same things and let me touch her and I thought this was heaven.  It was like being with my first girl.  Suddenly, I was like my friend:  rejuvenated! 

I had to have more.

Mother Nature has programmed men to want to have sex.  If we are not having sex, we are probably thinking about it or masturbating. This is also a good thing because it cleans out the sperm ducts and probably helps prevent prostate cancer.  Women may want a little more romancing before they are willing to engage in sex. And they might really want that huge emotional commitment which you might not be in a position to give them.   Thank God there are women who will engage in sex in return for some money. 

I am no doctor, or health specialist, but I do like to read on the topic of male sexual health.  That comment I just made about cleaning out the sperm ducts is really important.  (Actually, this weekend, there was a published study referenced on a local TV station that made the following point:   when your weight goes down, your cholesterol goes down, and so does your blood pressure!  That is the point of my book here!  Lower weight = less clogged arteries (cholesterol) and that means better erections! )  I expect them to take another ten years to figure out if you do not empty your sperm ducts regularly, then you are setting yourself up for prostate cancer or worse! 

What can be worse than prostate cancer you might ask? 

Prostatitis! 

This is a painful condition of the testicles where they get inflamed, and hurt like hell!  One of the cures is masturbation, so that the tubes can be unplugged!  NO shit! 

If you own a young puppy, you will see that he constantly rubs his penis into things to help relieve himself!  Even older dogs will do this.  I did the same thing as a young male, and probably you did it too!  Only you didn’t do it like my puppy did.  Instead, you ran into the bathroom and did it, or did it in your bedroom.  Otherwise, you were going to have an orchidectomy!  That is where they cut off your balls and solve the problem. You really do not want that.  That is what they did to my puppy.  Poor guy. 

I had a couple of friends who suffered from prostatitis.  They were the ones who told me how painful it was.  One guy was a very tall, handsome fellow, who actually got laid a lot when he was single!  Because of this, he got out of the habit of masturbating so that he could be ready for the next opportunity.  As he got older, the opportunities became fewer and fewer, and with all the other pressures of life, he did not have the time to clear out his scrotum.  That’s when the attacks started.  Again, the doctors can prescribe drugs for inflammation, but they also told him to jerk off!  

Another fellow I know was a geek and probably too ashamed to masturbate.  His wife told me about his condition.  I guess I should have taken that as an opening to explore whether or not she was getting enough, because she was an attractive lady, but I did not.

Finally, a distant cousin of mine, a devout Catholic, was probably brow beaten by the priests and his parents into avoiding that sin whereof I speak.  He got prostate cancer at a very young age.  He did not have a happy outcome.  I wonder if the priests get prostate cancer? 

Women on the other hand, have a similar problem.  Did you know that the vibrator was invented so that women who needed to masturbate would have a tool to help them get off?  It sure calmed them down.  A radio broadcaster mentioned this on his radio show many years ago because one doctor was tired of having to calm down all these hyper women he kept seeing by giving them a good fingering every time they came to this office. I guess he wasn’t getting off and the girls were not accommodating him for all he was doing for them.  Talk about frustrating! 

Is there a message in this?  Yes!  Sex is important!

You won’t believe what you are going to read next, but it appears that sex is important for humans as a lifelong necessity:

“Pornography at Nursing Homes?   Once again from the docgiff website.  I have copied this article in its entirety.

May 19th, 2002

This week I ran into the same problem I’ve encountered many times before. Many writers will understand. I was bored, weary of my computer and barren of ideas. I’ve written 1400 columns during the last 28 years. And I desperately needed a new topic to keep me from falling asleep. Suddenly I discovered it in Denmark. Then I couldn’t wait to get back to my computer. Why? Because this story could never happen in "Canada the Good"!

A unique event has happened at the Thorupgaarden nursing home in Copenhagen. Don’t ask me how it started. But the staff must have had a few fascinating discussions before making their earth-shaking pronouncement. They decided, in their infinite wisdom, that pornography has a greater calming effect on seniors than medication.

So how do they know this? I remember a song of years ago, "Saturday night is the loneliest night of the week". Well, evidently it’s not so lonely anymore at Thorupgaarden. Every Saturday night pornographic videos are shown on the home’s internal channel.

But before all my proper Canadian readers turn blue, you must understand that that’s not all that happens at Thorupgaarden. If residents are still feeling a little depressed and still not relaxed by looking at pornographic videos caregivers have another therapy to offer. Residents can request that a prostitute be allowed to visit.

Lars Elmsted Petersen, a spokesperson for the Danish Seniors lobby group, says pornography is healthier, cheaper and easier to use than medicine. If she’s right, what a novel way to decrease the escalating healthcare costs of seniors in this country!

So how have the Danes citizens and Thorupgaarden residents reacted to this unorthodox therapy? Maj-Britt, a department head at Thorupgaarden, says that sexuality is often overlooked in nursing homes. And that there has been only one complaint about these videos since the program started three years ago. And Danish gerontologists (experts who care for the aged) also agree with this practice.

What about the Danish government? Does it have any objections? No. It released a report stating that sexuality is an integral part of life for both seniors and disabled people. And it agrees with caregivers that elderly patients should be able to satisfy their sexual needs.

Before I go further let me reassure readers I’m no friend of child pornography. I’m also convinced that the moral standards of North Americans have gone to hell. But I also believe there’s an unhealthy tendency on this continent to label seniors as "perverts" or "dirty old men" if they show any evidence of sexuality.

So could this Danish move benefit our seniors? Would it convince puritans to take a more realistic view of sex. And hopefully teach young people that elderly parents don’t automatically stop thinking about sex at 60, 70 or whatever age. After all, it’s not young males that are lining up to get a Viagra prescription!

But do I envision this broadminded therapy for seniors in Canada? People from other countries often ask me "What is the difference between Montreal and Toronto. I usually reply, "In Toronto they make money. In Montreal they make love". So, maybe at some future time Quebecers will agree that seniors think more about sex than Anne of Green Gables.

But what about our politicians? Do they possess the same intestinal fortitude as Danes to say sex is healthy for seniors? Can you imagine in your wildest dreams the "Liberal" government sanctioning such a liberal act?  Or Toronto the Good advocating pornography and Ladies of the Night for seniors?  Fat chance!

As for me? I’m grateful to the Danes for this week’s inspiration. And I also hope it’s also kept you from dozing off.

I suspect this topic has shocked some readers. If it has, just remember it’s prudent never to ask for whom the bell tolls. We too may be sitting in a not-so-interesting nursing home one day. We’ll be bored as hell. And hey! A pornographic  video on a Saturday night might add a spark to life and bring back memories. When it’s my time to go I’d rather end it with a lady-of-the-night than falling off my rocking chair.”

The Garden Effect

Having sex on a regular basis has another wonderful benefit:  I call it the garden effect.

When you have a garden, certain flowering plants must be constantly deadheaded to ensure future blooms that season.   Once the flower has been fertilized, the flower fades and the plant’s energy goes into making seed.  Eventually, if all the flowers go to seed, then the plant is ready to be hauled out of the garden and replaced with something else. Thus the expression “gone to seed” is used to explain a person who has really let themself go.   When the fading flower is deadheaded, then the plant cannot make seeds, so it makes a new flower so it can get on with the reproductive process.  That keeps the flower looking good. The same is true of human beings.  No matter what your age, if you are having sex, whether masturbation or the real thing, your body thinks you are still in the game.    Even unattractive people who have sex are livelier and more vital than those who are not having any.  You do not want to go to seed! 

If you want to stay younger longer, you will want to be having sex in some form as regularly as possible. 

I am 64 at the time I write this, but I have been told I look like I am in my early fifties.  I am a happy guy.  Sure it could be good genes, but I ascribe it to having a healthy sex life.  My younger brothers both look older than me.  They have the same genes as I.  My first sibling actually married late in life, (in his fifties), and actually started looking much younger as he was having lots of sex with his new bride of half his age!  They had some kids too!  Good for him. 

I also think there are two types of people in the world:  Those who say they like sex but really don’t want to do it, and those who like and want to do it.  I am one of the latter.  These people belong to either sex.

Some of you are now going to be asking a rather obvious question.  “How about honoring your marital vows? “  Ok.  Good question.  As I recall my vows were to forsake all others, love, honour and obey, and be loyal in sickness and in health.  I still love my wife, and I honour her.  The women I engage with are there strictly for my sexual pleasure.  When my wife is sick, I look after her.  When the other women are sick, I cannot look after them.  That arrangement is strictly- business.  My wife and family get priority.  I make sure that I look after my wife and my family’s financial obligations.  I do not look after any other families.  My family is well looked after.  I kiss my wife daily and hold her hands in public and treat as she would want to be treated.  So far as I am concerned, I am honoring my vows. 

Further to that, one time when my wife and I had an argument over the lack of sex, I told her that I might have to go elsewhere because I was going to have sex.  She said ok, but please use protection. I just heard the same thing from another man whose wife told him the same thing.  Women do not always want to have sex like men. They are realists.  That is why we love our wives! 

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