I was not sure whether I wanted to reply to this thread, but oh well here goes. I went out for a few months with an escort in Toronto, some years back.
The first time I saw her she was working in an MP that had few restrictions... later by total fluke I answered a NOW ad and she opened the door....
It was not love at first sight, for either of us for sure -- she was cold to me and made no come ons. But she was by a huge margin the nicest looking woman I had slept with until that time, so cold or not I was ready to go.
So I started going to see her once every week or two weeks (I don't live in TO, but used to travel there on business) until she started telling me to call someone else.... I guess I must have had an instinct this was a good sign, not bad, as I persisted to the point of an actual phone argument on the occasion of my last "SP" visit.... where I won. I went in, expecting goodbye, and once we were in bed well let's just say it changed from SP to lovers within 10 minutes. She produced my cash from my previous two visits and handed it back.
Anyway, my point IS, I was lucky. She was drug-free and drank little, no partying. She was intelligent. And I had had enough time around her to KNOW the separation she made between work and the rest of her life, and the discipline she applied to that.
So, I was never jealous. I rarely thought of what she was doing at night and it did not interfere with our time together. We spoke on the phone during the week and I went to see her every weekend. The only concern I ever had was for her safety, in the "bad date" sense -- but she was an excellent judge of character and AFAIK she never had any problems with clients.
But I shudder when I think about how different it could be. The whole scenario could easily have been a one-way ticket to pyschological hell, in other circumstances.
Anyway, we eventually parted as we weren't cut out for the long run. I lost track of her... I hope she made it out of the business okay.
I no longer do the SP thing regularly. But now, as for almost a decade, I do know a fair number of dancers well, well enough to know about their personal lives. I have dated two.
Trust me, you would rather walk five miles on broken glass than get trapped in some of those lives. How different are dancers from SPs? I don't know. Maybe most SPs are more together than dancers. (God I hope so.)
But as good as it may be to punch the ticket to free, high-quality sex, no man is an island and it would take a stronger man than me to not get drawn into some sort of relationship if I were in bed with an attractive woman once a week or more, on an ongoing basis. Hell, even dancers can get men hooked to the point of distraction.
So my advice is contradictory: go for the sex, for sure, but keep it in perspective. Never let down your guard, and never close your eyes to the real truth of what her life is about. That may be good, it may also be bad, as we don't know who you are talking about.
Just keep your wits about you.
Whew. Lots of words.