When I last talked about the escort I was kicking myself for having "stuffed up" the whole situation. Well, to my surprise, she emailed me back and we now have tentative arrangements. Remember all that stuff I said before about being glad it didn't happen? Now I am taking a "what the hell" attitude. When the plans fell through it became apparent to me how much I was really looking forward to that meeting. Everything else to which I may have been looking forward seemed bland by comparison.
What I really want from this is some social polishing. Someone who has scaled well past the socioeconomic level at which I operate who can look at who I am and what I am doing and say: "You really need to work on this or that." Perhaps after discussing a particular event the mentor would say "You really should have handled that differently. Try this next time." I know that I am very poor at many of these skills and over the years I have tripped myself up so many times career-wise, woman-wise and otherwise. I probably should have found a way to deal with this a lot sooner.
So, since I am not a believer in sex outside of marriage, the real pressure is on to stay focused on why I am consulting this person. She is basically everything one could want in a woman; at least that's my impression. The temptation meter will be in the red zone before, during and after any given encounter. The first impression based on impersonal contacts can be deceiving of course. Who knows if this will work. I am prepared for this to fail miserably, but I am going for it anyway. Hell, I have to do something.
No comments:
Post a Comment