I do it for a lot of reasons and I am hardly a narcissist. I am 51 yo with a declining libido and a slowly expanding belly. I am happily married with a good sex life and lovely children. The notion of contracting an STD and passing it on to my wife is horrifying. It begs a lot of ethical questions mainly related to trust. On the subject of ethics and guilt, the money I spend on this hobby could obviously be better invested in my kids. So why do I continue to do it if I am haunted by my own personal ethics? Simple. It's exciting. It is precisely because of the danger, of hooking up with young and otherwise unattainable wgs, of meeting clandestinely at some apartment, the anticipation of her appearance, the disgust of the bait-and-switch, the fun of not understanding a word of her foriegn language, and of course the lovely massages that come with it. There is so much going on. It's a fucking head rush especially if you can "get away with it". It's the sheer thrill of it that gives me a sense of my own mortality and makes me feel very much alive.