Today is my birthday. I am in my mid-forties. I have been seeing SPs over two periods. One following the time I left a fiancee at the alter. During this time, I met Aurora who became a regular for me. I've seen her recently and it brought back good memories. I then met someone and got married. After a few years and a few kids, we split up and I started seeing SPs again. Five years ago, I was diagnosed with regressing-remitting MS, which means I get hit with attacks where I lose all motor control and then after a few days, it goes into remission and I am almost back to normal for about a year or two before another attack. Because of this, I decided to stay out of relationships and just see SPs. And I found a few gems, two or three who became regulars as well. I like regulars because there is a comfort level that you don't have with new girls. As the years passed some dropped off the scene and new ones entered. I was regularly seeing my all-time favorite when weird stuff happened.
Coinciding with an illness that my daughter had, I was told that my MS had advanced to primary-progressive MS. This means I don't have severe attacks but I just get progressively worse, little by little every day. It is now getting difficult to walk. I will be in crutches soon and a wheelchair next year. I had a lot of support from friends and I've come to accept my lot but I don't want my real life coming too much into my secret life, so I decided to slowly quit as the disease progresses. I decided to let my all-time favorite know that I was retiring from the scene and would like to take her out on a good escort-client outing, such as a trip or an evening, to thank her for all of the good times (I didn't tell her I was sick). She got weirded out by this (I may have waxed a little poetic, given that she likes when the client treats her like a date and not a pin cushion). Then, another SP who I was very familiar with, got jealous of my ATF during an online chat. I don't know what happened afterwards, but a big messy online argument started between me, her and my ATF and suddenly my ATF thinks I'm in love with her or obsessed with her. I am not, nor have I ever been. I am very happy with the carefree lifestyle that seeing SPs brings. However, with my reputation damaged, by email, I defended my image and tried to fix what was broken. Note to others, if someone thinks you are obsessed with them, arguing only makes you seem more obsessed. I should have just laid low. Now I will never see her again. Some thigns can't be undone. I'm not sad, just disappointed.
Today, on my birthday, I decided to see a duo of visiting SPs. When I got there, one is surely a post-op tranny. The other is cute but no connection at all. It is clear from the body language in the room that they are angry at one another. I leave. Leaving from the rooms of new SPs after refusing them is becoming the norm for me. I don't see anyone interesting on BP, EC etc.
Afterwards, I find myself buying a really nice guitar at Steve's for the money that I was going to spend on those two. A better birthday present than any SP in my opinion. I will play this guitar to remind me never to see SPs again until the MS takes my hands away from me. Then I'll give it to my son.
Although I haven't been too active here on TERB, I got some good advice and hopefully I've given some too. Thanks everyone. Don't make your SPs think you love them. And don't let your regulars know who your other regulars are. Bye.
Coinciding with an illness that my daughter had, I was told that my MS had advanced to primary-progressive MS. This means I don't have severe attacks but I just get progressively worse, little by little every day. It is now getting difficult to walk. I will be in crutches soon and a wheelchair next year. I had a lot of support from friends and I've come to accept my lot but I don't want my real life coming too much into my secret life, so I decided to slowly quit as the disease progresses. I decided to let my all-time favorite know that I was retiring from the scene and would like to take her out on a good escort-client outing, such as a trip or an evening, to thank her for all of the good times (I didn't tell her I was sick). She got weirded out by this (I may have waxed a little poetic, given that she likes when the client treats her like a date and not a pin cushion). Then, another SP who I was very familiar with, got jealous of my ATF during an online chat. I don't know what happened afterwards, but a big messy online argument started between me, her and my ATF and suddenly my ATF thinks I'm in love with her or obsessed with her. I am not, nor have I ever been. I am very happy with the carefree lifestyle that seeing SPs brings. However, with my reputation damaged, by email, I defended my image and tried to fix what was broken. Note to others, if someone thinks you are obsessed with them, arguing only makes you seem more obsessed. I should have just laid low. Now I will never see her again. Some thigns can't be undone. I'm not sad, just disappointed.
Today, on my birthday, I decided to see a duo of visiting SPs. When I got there, one is surely a post-op tranny. The other is cute but no connection at all. It is clear from the body language in the room that they are angry at one another. I leave. Leaving from the rooms of new SPs after refusing them is becoming the norm for me. I don't see anyone interesting on BP, EC etc.
Afterwards, I find myself buying a really nice guitar at Steve's for the money that I was going to spend on those two. A better birthday present than any SP in my opinion. I will play this guitar to remind me never to see SPs again until the MS takes my hands away from me. Then I'll give it to my son.
Although I haven't been too active here on TERB, I got some good advice and hopefully I've given some too. Thanks everyone. Don't make your SPs think you love them. And don't let your regulars know who your other regulars are. Bye.
