She told me she wasn't tied to a pimp and managed her own money, covering my biggest concern before I even voiced it. She asked me if I would at least let her spend some time with me. Because I'm fucked up and stupid, I felt as if I wasn't fully controlling myself but I told her she could sleep with me tonight and I'd figure out what to do tomorrow. Her face brightened up and she kissed me for several seconds, then she gathered her stuff and I took her home. Normally I would stop and wonder what the hell I just did, but I was in a good mood for some reason. When we had sex that night, we were kissing a lot more and I think it was more passionate than anything we had before. A friend once said about a relationship he was in that he stopped having sex and started making love, and I like that description. We fell asleep cuddling. I woke up today with her head on my chest. Normally people would freeze up and just ask themselves how they got into this situation, but I was content. I rubbed the smooth skin of her back and sides until she woke up. The first thing she did when she woke up is look at me with a big smile, and somehow it makes me think things are turning out all right. I made breakfast for her and tell her that since she was so well behaved she could stay another day. We've been together almost all day, neither of us has left the house or talked to anyone else. All we've been doing all day is talking, hanging out, cuddling, making out, and having sex as much as we could. I've never had sex so many times in one day, and rarely with so much passion. It was a very good day, for more than one reason. Now she's sleeping, and tomorrow I'm going to tell her she can stay for longer.
If she's doing it for sex, she's very dedicated to it. But now I want to think I was wrong. Maybe a prostitute can fall in love, but I'm surprised at how fast it's all happening. What have I gotten myself into? And why can I not help but like where it's going? I think I don't know what I'm doing, but I don't care anymore. I'm either really lucky or being a big sucker. Thinking about it, it's just all really strange. If nothing else, she's the most interesting woman I've met in a long time.
I think you got lucky and caught her when she just got in to the buisness. Most of the time low end prostitues are pretty messed up, I posted an earlier comment on the science behind your relationship and why it doesn't surprise me because of my knowledge of prostitution.
Is it normal I had this experience with a prostitute?
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She told me she wasn't tied to a pimp and managed her own money, covering my biggest concern before I even voiced it. She asked me if I would at least let her spend some time with me. Because I'm fucked up and stupid, I felt as if I wasn't fully controlling myself but I told her she could sleep with me tonight and I'd figure out what to do tomorrow. Her face brightened up and she kissed me for several seconds, then she gathered her stuff and I took her home. Normally I would stop and wonder what the hell I just did, but I was in a good mood for some reason. When we had sex that night, we were kissing a lot more and I think it was more passionate than anything we had before. A friend once said about a relationship he was in that he stopped having sex and started making love, and I like that description. We fell asleep cuddling. I woke up today with her head on my chest. Normally people would freeze up and just ask themselves how they got into this situation, but I was content. I rubbed the smooth skin of her back and sides until she woke up. The first thing she did when she woke up is look at me with a big smile, and somehow it makes me think things are turning out all right. I made breakfast for her and tell her that since she was so well behaved she could stay another day. We've been together almost all day, neither of us has left the house or talked to anyone else. All we've been doing all day is talking, hanging out, cuddling, making out, and having sex as much as we could. I've never had sex so many times in one day, and rarely with so much passion. It was a very good day, for more than one reason. Now she's sleeping, and tomorrow I'm going to tell her she can stay for longer.
If she's doing it for sex, she's very dedicated to it. But now I want to think I was wrong. Maybe a prostitute can fall in love, but I'm surprised at how fast it's all happening. What have I gotten myself into? And why can I not help but like where it's going? I think I don't know what I'm doing, but I don't care anymore. I'm either really lucky or being a big sucker. Thinking about it, it's just all really strange. If nothing else, she's the most interesting woman I've met in a long time.
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y wouldnt a prostitute fall in love? is she not human? grow the fuck up.
I think you got lucky and caught her when she just got in to the buisness. Most of the time low end prostitues are pretty messed up, I posted an earlier comment on the science behind your relationship and why it doesn't surprise me because of my knowledge of prostitution.