A WG I visit regularly told me she has a partner, male , who she met as a client punter.
I told her he was very lucky and must have saved a fortune .
Really lucky. Duh! I bet all through his adolescence and civvy life he kept saying to himself that he wants to have a meaningful relationship with a woman who is a prostitute.
It’s maybe not that sad — who knows? But does it not strike you as rather fucking sad that your dear fucking self,
who knows nothing of the prossie’s civvy life, qualities etc et cetera, thinks her partner is ‘lucky’ because you enjoy the successful charade of punter-prostitute with her?? It sounds like you’re verging on EAS with her — unless you just said it to butter her up.
Generally speaking, a woman’s real self, including how she is in bed, emotionally and in frank conversation, bears very little resemblance at all to her prossie persona. If she starts dating a client (unless he’s a pimp or a sugar daddy) it’s usually a case of thinking “fuck this shit’ as she’s going through the motions of a punt.
