You can't save them
rickdugan
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You don't think she's heard all the same shit that you're saying a million times now since she was little? Do you really believe that your message may be more accepted because you show some true caring? LMAO. Two points seem to be lost on you if you hold these beliefs.
First, she doesn't necessarily value the same things that you do and really doesn't want to hear the same shit one more time. To the extent that she tolerates your blathering and other "saving" efforts, it is because she is collecting $$$ or other benefits from you. At best you are making her life more difficult with your behavior and, at worst, you're doing that while also enabling her continued downward spiral by feeding her even more cash.
Second, even if she was finally ready to hear it, she wouldn't want to hear it from you. She will never view you as a voice of moral authority if you are trying to fuck her, but rather just one more guy trying to use her for something. There is no such thing as the noble pervert. Either you're the guy truly trying to help her or the guy paying her for sex - you don't get to be both.
So accept what you are and what she is and take it for what it is. Or, if you really care more about saving some chick than getting laid, then stop paying them for sex and join a drug addict outreach program instead. Because saying that you want to save them while further feeding their drug habits with fast cash is a ridiculous form of hypocrisy.
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She and I drove for 10 days, stopping frequently as she kicked her drugs - heroin, fentanyl, cocaine, benzoes, and she cried, she got sick, she puked, and she shit herself. I cleaned her up, I wiped her ass and I held her hand. The next to the last day we were together, she asked me to take her to an ER cuz she was going to have a seizure. The doctor couldn’t do anything other than say she could have one at anytime as she detoxed from Xanax. Sure enough, the next day she had 2 seizures.
She now has a full time minimum wage job and is engaged to get married this fall. I flew down to meet her fiancé and gave her my ok, which she wanted.
I didn’t save her. She did it herself. I like to think I put her in the best position to do it herself. I like her as a person, maybe even love her in some ways, but I’m 40 years older than she. I never dreamed of riding off into the sunset with her. Do I miss her touch? Sure. Do I want her to be happy? More than I can say. If I had it to do over again there are several things I’d do differently, but I don’t regret the hundreds of thousands of dollars I spent, I don’t know how to describe our relationship. We talk on the phone daily. I help her a little financially and spent time today explaining how and why that’s got to end soon.
Life’s not so black and white that rickdugan paints it to be.
I experienced the want to save one of the 1st dancers who let me in to her private life.
As a newbie, I thought she liked me as a person and would appreciate help getting out.
I learned very quickly she had no interest in me or in help getting out but was using this as a method to sell more dances and VIPs.
I’ve heard of this and witnessed it in action. Haven’t been inflicted with it yet. I think it helps when you don’t monger locally (only in TJ and GTA for me). But I realize most do.
I’ve worked hard for many years saving and investing to accumulate a nice portfolio and intend on passing it along to my children when I’m gone, not some crack whore.
Easy for me to say don’t get involved in a ho’s personal life (stripper, SA or even civvie) but I can imagine being sucked in when you’re older, lonely and vulnerable.
Aside from Gawker - we are customers and they are whores - it’s that simple. We don’t have any business paying them for sex - then telling them to get out of the lifestyle. It actually sounds bizarre.
At the end of the day. all I want is to go into whichever shithole area the club is sitting in, have my fun in that same area and then leave it all behind once I re-enter suburbia. I know what I am and accept it for what it is. Whether I'm doing more harm than good in the grand scheme of things will be for others to judge, but I save my charitable pursuits for those who truly want and need them, not for girls who I am already paying good money for sex in a hotel room. What they do with that money is entirely their call. Now I do indeed avoid obvious drug users, but also know that some girls are great at hiding it, so who knows what they spend the money on?
Anyway, for you guys who really need to feel like you're doing good and not causing harm, pick a different outlet for your sex drives or get over it. Maybe you should get a dog if you need a friend, get involved in local charity drives if you need to feel like a good person or do whatever else you can to fill whatever hole you need to.
Anyway, that's the end of my fucking rant. ;)
Cash, that was perfectly said. But you'd be amazed how many guys get twisted in knots over some girl they meet in a strip club or even in the local escort scene. Gawker is an extreme example, but I've scene others who parted with serious money thinking that they could help some girl change her life. In most cases they do more harm than good and end up broke in the process.
I am sure others have similar experiences.
I never told any to get out of the business. Women do not need to be saved from being sex workers. There is nothing wrong with being a sex worker.
Many have told me they would like to finish a degree or whatever. what stops them? No Money. The bag she has would pay for at least six credits. That bmw costs as much as a four year degree. I pointed out that a few different choices would fix those problems and we could set up a schedule so she would have the money when she needed it. The answer was always No.
They would gladly set up a recurring session or skip meals if the goal was to buy drugs or more stuff.
I know several women that were using this business to get a degree or start a business. Those ladies did not buy expensive shoes, drove an economy car and always tried to set up the next date or lap dance. They did not need to be saved. Most of those women did get out of sex work and have good lives.
I think there are people, both men and women (probably more women than men IRL), that for w/e reason have that innate "need" for lack of a better word to always try and "fix things" - sometimes it may be boredom in their lives and they kinda get off on the drama, sometimes it's being a bit of a control freak, but often their hearts are in the right place although there execution may be misguided.
While I agree strongly about not "saving" the girls, "they are whores" is definitely not me either. "Whores" has a connotation of contempt, or at least complete depersonalization. I like all the girls who become CFs to me, and really like (and get to know well) my ATFs... in fact, my experience on SA has showed me that my relationship with my ATFs is generally indistinguishable from a PPM-based arrangement. None of that means I'm trying to save anyone; like many PLs, I've learned the hard way that "never teach a pig to sing" applies perfectly here. But not totally depersonalized, don't-care-whether-they-live-or-die whores either.
I don't worry about "saving" these girls I see on the side because I choose partners that don't need to be saved.
https://youtu.be/kR1KKL2s678
I spent a great deal of money on my ATF, however my sick wife had the best care and treatment in the world. No expense was spared on multiple doctors, home health care, and finally a skilled nursing facility. So, the likelihood of loneliness being a factor is quite real.
Does this not support the need for legal sex for pay? I have 5 neighbors who are widowers. Two are dating and the other three either can’t get it up or don’t care about getting it up. And Bob Kraft isn’t one of them.
If you want a bad girl, show her you're a bad boy... be the opposite of a captain save a ho and you'll get her.
That said, be careful about getting involved with women into hard drugs.There is no happy ending
As long as she is satisfying me I'll get dances. If she is too strung out, starts loosing her looks from her hard lifestyle, or starts turning into a ROB to feed her addiction, it's to the next dancer.