I am talking straight about disliking professional hookers. I get your drift on all the other hookers which we obviously agree upon. I guess we can call them nonprofessional hookers as a defining designation.
Well, the non pros are usually a little bit more, like think about it…everyone’s dated that one girl who later went off to be a prostitute. I mean…it’s pretty common in our generation. You know…that one slut that used to give you head in the bathrooms of bars and who would let you do her every which way like early in the mornings before she was even really awake…or that freak who used to let you choke her out while fucking and who would then wake up in a daze like 20 seconds later clamping down on the ol wiener. Good times…yes. BUT…everyone’s dated one of those kinda hos. So think about it…right after she breaks up with you, she goes off to be a hooker and that’s when you really wanna get em. Not when they’re all lookin for a daddy or when they’re learning the ropes of whoredom, but when they’re fresh out of the boyfriend circuit and ready to make a mark in the world of whoring. A young whore with shit to prove, not a whole lot of drug history yet, and with relatively low mileage. Get it a few times and then on to the next. Regular girlfriend is just too needy I can hardly respect em, full-blown crack whores just too messy in general, recently converted from reg g/f to whore is the best.
Smears, with all the different kinds of women in porn I’ve come to the profound insight that 60% of the female population has had run ins with the porn industry at least once in their lifetime. Do you agree?
Good ole little reptile.
Arturus, I seem to remember you being a spiritual hippy.
Does that sum up your philosophical disposition?
First you will have to define “spiritual hippy” for me.
But I have a feeling that that does not define who I am…
What defines you then? I’m curious.
Romance is getting up in the morning with all the baggage, familiar, familial; and still reminiscing about the faint recollection of some soothing dream, and doing what has to be done, out of a sense of responsibility toward some object.
That object, of course usually another human being, is someone to whom your service may by chance mean something positive, usually generating some positive feeling.
Other then that, it’s definition does not fit into a neat formula, or analysis.
And yes, pets, and rocks such as crystals can be romanced: re: the film Romancing the stone.
It’s all around, but you have to dig deep and hard, and perhaps succeed in unearthing one, even if in the rough.
First, tell me what a spiritual hippy is, in your estimation?
That is a funny expression.
I just remember you being spiritual within some system I can’t remember and completely out of touch with reality. Like a hippy for instance.
Within some system? Within the system of nature and the universe - that is my spiritual. I do not kneel or pray.
I do not like to label myself as such but I wouldn’t call myself a hippy. I do like to go my own way, think for myself. Perhaps I would be more like the pagan though I am agnostic. I like to hug trees - does that make me a hippie? That makes me a tree lover.
The only way I want to define myself is in saying that I am becoming…I am flow…an ad continuum.
Yes. Every girl I’ve ever dated at least, has allowed me to film her playing with the penis. They have no shame.
tyrannos
So you would define a hippy as someone who is out of touch with reality?
…some people seriously need to get a life… 
A happy hippy is.
Define “get a life” James?
Oh obe, for shame. Why does a happy person have to be out of touch with reality?
Will you take away my sometimes happy moments from me?
These days, if I guage happiness with being out of touch with reality, then I am most definitely experiencing “reality” to its fullest.
Trying to find a balance is not happiness, but it does give one a raison de etre…
…escaping the illusions of sexual fantasies and learning to deal with reality.
Perhaps to the embarrassment of women in general (although to my admiration of them), women are no more nor less than what the “Man’s world” has made of them. They believe and behave exactly as men caused.
Keep living in fantasies, and you keep causing the need for them to be merely fantasies.
If you want those fantasies to become reality, learn to deal with reality until it becomes your fantasy.
You will discover all new fantasies and have far more assurance of their secure reality.
Romance isn’t a fantasy, but a real means of dealing with reality… a hope from a lord and a tool of a master.
… or is that women… 
But I don’t think fantasy and reality are a pure either/or kind of choice.
That is why, underneath it all, even women know that men must remain immutably strong even though temptingly subtle.
Women (in general) desire to have “some” control, to be able to manipulate to “some” degree. They generally know good and well that they don’t really want to control, but be handled properly by someone they can depend and rely upon, a stronger man than they are a woman. They want to know that despite everything they can do, everything somehow always turns out just as their man had intended.
Would you want a King or government that wasn’t clever or strong enough to handle even you? If a man can’t even handle the woman he is facing, what chance does she have of relying on him to handle the rest of reality?
Women challenge men, not merely as a game, but as a test. And they do so, not by their volition as much as by their unseen programmer. Women today have a master who they never see and at best merely guess about and hope to be reasonably good. They are kept blind so as to keep other men confused and bemused.
Women and young men are the chess pieces in a Man’s game of life, love, and dominance.