Hey there, brother. It's been a little while since we've spoken last.
But though we haven't spoken in a while, I almost feel as if we have. It seems like every time I come here, I see that you've posted something new. I've seen your reviews and most of your other posts. You've come a long way in the hobby. You're not that newbie who asked me for help, a long time ago, when you fell and fell hard for a lady in the business.
I'm sure you remember the words that I gave you, so long ago. It was to love the experiences, not the ladies. My, but you've taken them to heart. I can see that you don't just love the experiences- you adore them, live for them, you've wrapped your whole life around them! You've been a very, very busy boy.
On the surface, you look pretty happy. Believe me, I would be the last person to keep anyone from being happy, least of all you. But what I'm going to tell you is hard for me to say. I think you could use some of my advice again. But it's hard, because you didn't ask for my advice. You might not even think that you need any, and I have no desire to be a busybody. So I hope you see my words in the spirit for which I intend for you, because I sincerely do want your life to be better.
We've talked about a few of the ladies. In fact, I know that you can weigh in with personal experience on pretty much every lady that I've ever been interested in. You always seem to be on the board. I can count on you to answer a PM within minutes, to meet me in chat at the drop of a hat. You can talk at great length about the ladies, and we've done just that, many times. But I always ask what else you've been up to. Most of the time lately, it's not much. You've either just come back from seeing a lady, are on your way to go, or are writing one of your reviews.
You don't have to come out and tell me. I know. This hobby is your whole life. I know the only ladies you talk to are paid companions, the only guys you talk to are other pooners like me. There's nothing wrong with that... I suppose.
But I remember a time, not so very long ago. We talked about hockey, about politics, about fishing. We shared tales of being on the road, with all it's little joys, it's little sorrows. We'd talked about the adventures we had, both in and out of the hobby. And we once talked about the loneliness that comes with being alone and far from home.
But the point that I'm trying to make is that we once talked about so many other things than just the ladies. Don't get me wrong, I like them too. But I know there's so much more to life.
I once told you to love the experiences, not the ladies. And now I'm going to tell you something else. I want you to remember there's a whole world out there. It's a world where the pleasures are both subtle and overwhelming. Where the pleasures are physical and cerebral. It's a world of endless possibilities and infinite pleasures, none of which involve paying ladies to have sex with you.
I'm definitely not telling you to quit this hobby of ours. It would be hypocritical of me, after all, because I'm still here after all these years. And I certainly know well how seductive this life is. So yes, love the experiences, not the ladies. But most of all, remember to love yourself. And to love the outside world, too. Keep some perspective. Because one day, you might find that you'll want more from a certain lady than what anything in this hobby can ever offer you. And I guarantee that you'll want to talk to her about more than your last session, and your last review.
I know we'll talk about the ladies next time we bump into each other. And I'll be there waiting, if you want to talk about more.
But though we haven't spoken in a while, I almost feel as if we have. It seems like every time I come here, I see that you've posted something new. I've seen your reviews and most of your other posts. You've come a long way in the hobby. You're not that newbie who asked me for help, a long time ago, when you fell and fell hard for a lady in the business.
I'm sure you remember the words that I gave you, so long ago. It was to love the experiences, not the ladies. My, but you've taken them to heart. I can see that you don't just love the experiences- you adore them, live for them, you've wrapped your whole life around them! You've been a very, very busy boy.
On the surface, you look pretty happy. Believe me, I would be the last person to keep anyone from being happy, least of all you. But what I'm going to tell you is hard for me to say. I think you could use some of my advice again. But it's hard, because you didn't ask for my advice. You might not even think that you need any, and I have no desire to be a busybody. So I hope you see my words in the spirit for which I intend for you, because I sincerely do want your life to be better.
We've talked about a few of the ladies. In fact, I know that you can weigh in with personal experience on pretty much every lady that I've ever been interested in. You always seem to be on the board. I can count on you to answer a PM within minutes, to meet me in chat at the drop of a hat. You can talk at great length about the ladies, and we've done just that, many times. But I always ask what else you've been up to. Most of the time lately, it's not much. You've either just come back from seeing a lady, are on your way to go, or are writing one of your reviews.
You don't have to come out and tell me. I know. This hobby is your whole life. I know the only ladies you talk to are paid companions, the only guys you talk to are other pooners like me. There's nothing wrong with that... I suppose.
But I remember a time, not so very long ago. We talked about hockey, about politics, about fishing. We shared tales of being on the road, with all it's little joys, it's little sorrows. We'd talked about the adventures we had, both in and out of the hobby. And we once talked about the loneliness that comes with being alone and far from home.
But the point that I'm trying to make is that we once talked about so many other things than just the ladies. Don't get me wrong, I like them too. But I know there's so much more to life.
I once told you to love the experiences, not the ladies. And now I'm going to tell you something else. I want you to remember there's a whole world out there. It's a world where the pleasures are both subtle and overwhelming. Where the pleasures are physical and cerebral. It's a world of endless possibilities and infinite pleasures, none of which involve paying ladies to have sex with you.
I'm definitely not telling you to quit this hobby of ours. It would be hypocritical of me, after all, because I'm still here after all these years. And I certainly know well how seductive this life is. So yes, love the experiences, not the ladies. But most of all, remember to love yourself. And to love the outside world, too. Keep some perspective. Because one day, you might find that you'll want more from a certain lady than what anything in this hobby can ever offer you. And I guarantee that you'll want to talk to her about more than your last session, and your last review.
I know we'll talk about the ladies next time we bump into each other. And I'll be there waiting, if you want to talk about more.
