Stories from the heart . . .

[EntrepreneurGuy]

This is my last post; see you again in spring. As this chapter closes, I want to leave you these stories from the heart. My hope is that you don’t judge, don’t sympathize or don’t offer council but open your minds up to the fact that we are all here for individual reasons – not one is more important than the other. However, I do want to bring attention to the following:

Some courtesans contribute to our lives in unique and individual ways at special times. I dedicate this thread to those tender experiences where the date is set up in advance for reasons beyond sex.

Guys, you have many choices in today’s society to seek assistance or comfort at time of need. Some obvious examples are friend, spouse, family, councillor, doctor, minister, etc. Some hide behind alcohol or drugs. Often a man prefers not to talk and keeps the burden inside. I am one. A hurricane went threw my life this past year (cancer, separation, death) and I have learned about another outlet. She comes without judgement. She does not question. She does not need to discuss feelings. She comes with warmth. She comes openly. She comes without rejection. She cums. She heals and may not even know you were hurt. She is the courtesan.

Should you choose to post, I request 4 rules:

1. Share – don’t judge.
2. Share – don’t compare, sympathize, pity, sad, etc.
3. Share – don’t solve, council, advise, etc.
4. Be respectful

Business calls; see you in the spring
Cheers,
EG

 

[EntrepreneurGuy]

Story #1

She was your birth mother. Your phone suddenly rang – a voice from the past said “your mother died of cancer today”. It’s now been two decades since you last talked to her or family. She never saw her grandchildren. She was an alcoholic. She was both abused and an abuser. Your memories vividly reappear of her screaming, fighting and, when she passed out, you carried her to bed. Left you as a teen and now you are ‘suddenly’ inside your minds eye looking back. Remembering: the other family members were even worse. You escaped once before and never looked backed. Thanks to small miracles. However, she was your mother. In silence, you reach for comfort.

You reach out to a trusted provider – a courtesan you have spent 60 hours with. You tell her your story. She rearranges her schedule. She knows you. You know her. You know each others stories. You are personally connected. You have traveled and slept together. A quiet evening can be had without explanation. You know you can seek comfort without judgement; understanding without words; warmth without rejection. The pain was forgotten when wrapped in her arms.

 

[EntrepreneurGuy]

Story #2

You were told you had cancer. It’s not terminal but scary all the same. You knew separation from your spouse was near and did not want to add to her burden. Again you chose to keep this inside. With no family and not wanting to weigh on your friends, you again sought comfort, outside.

A rendezvous with a trusted provider who you dated before was set – a night to celebrate life. You go out for dinner, party, drink, laugh, cigars, etc. You get wild and passionate. You have sex like it was your last day on earth – 3 days past before you ever thought about the cancer again. This courtesan never knew.

 

[EntrepreneurGuy]

Story #3

Life is just that … life. We all go through it. I would not ever want someone else’s.

Recently, I was inspired by this gentleman and the ladies in this business. My eyes were opened. His joy jumps out. The word intimacy tells the story – see post #14 – that courtesans touch us uniquely. It has been a long time since a tear flowed from these eyes.

https://terb.cc/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=105207&page=2&posted=14

 

[acutus]

Hmmm...

Interesting, and not what I was expecting when I opened this thread. Thank you for posting this Mr. EntrepreneurGuy. Sincerely, Jon .

 

[Chivas Regal]

Thank You EG

Thought I'd share in the spirit of community>

I was once married to a world famous Canadian celebrity. One would think that living in the spotlife, having famous friends and aquaintances would be the be all and the end all. Travelling the world, doors open to you that most people never go through....something everyone dreams of!

Not! I was never so alone in my life. Sure, it was fun and exciting for the first couple of years, and then, the celebrity becomes wrapped up in the adulation, addicted to it in fact. Consumed in the publicity machine that is a soul destroyer.....

I had been hobbying well before I met my wife, curbed it, then turned to it in my time of need. All anyone wants or needs is to feel loved re: special. I walked through the door, and she didn't recognize me. Perfect, I could be myself. It was the start of a year long relationship where I received the love I was missing out on at home. Besides the physical intimacy that the we shared, it was as if someone had heard my silent cries of loneliness, and dropped Nadia into my life. Thank You. You gave me the strength to live my life in those dark days, and gave me the emotional courage to leave the sad state of a life I had been living.

My only regret is I never got a chance to thank her or say goodbye. She left, when I had made the decision, and no longer needed her for support. Never take for granted a person that comes into tour life. SP, MPA or FRIEND! You never know if the next person you meet will become your new best friend!

Still think of you fondly Nadia, love you wherever you are