What happens when you find that stripper that is your krypronite? Asking for a f

I have its called mexican chicas they are all my kryptonite

You go for it but keep your head on straight and don't become a dribbling RIL whom can't see, or ignores, warning-flags.

Rule number 1... dont fall in love

Get a cash advance

If she truly is your kryptonite, then leave before the bad decisions begin.

Enjoy it while you can.

I was about to post about things like "perspective" and "self-discipline" but you know what? Fuck all that 'cause that's not what you came to hear.

So just go ahead and add her to your credit card accounts, finance a car for her in your name and maybe even co-sign on her next apartment lease. Or at least try to get some ass along the way before she disappears with the car that she never bothers to insure, trashes the apartment before breaking her lease and maxes out your credit cards to buy shit for herself and her age appropriate BF. ;).

What had happen was... you fell in love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby carriage

^ don’t forget to give her your PIN number for your bank accounts and investment accounts and the spare key to your Benz. ;)

^^^ dam you think of it all

^ that’s experience for you newbies ;)

^^^ smart talk

Yeah. I am not stepping off into the SD world, which could be the undoing of this relationship at some point. But I going to ride the ride for now, albeit with extreme caution.

Enjoy it if you can afford it and can handle heart ache.
Otherwise ditch her ASAP
Any kind of relationship that's based on an exchange of needs...whether money, emotional support, etc won't end well. There's no balance when the two parties involved have different intentions.

Ride it out as long as you can. Because, it will end at sometime!

Well, it is getting worse. Thanks for the support anyway. I keep trying to tell myself "Snap out if it dumbass".

It's a fantasy.

For money.

Snap out of it.

Good luck.

Or enjoy some more, you can always snap out of it later. Have fun, good luck.

Do yourself a favor. Travel to another SC far far away and get your perspective straight.... or at least your woody hardened by another... so that your mind snaps out of the fantasy.

When I was a newbie I really liked this dancer who reminded me of porn star, Lela Star.

She was seductive, flirty and provided a high mileage lap dance (at a no extras club).

I enjoyed her services until one day I found the world of SC extras, so the next time I saw her I tried to find out if anything extra was available in the VIP room.

She would not elaborate and I received a very high mileage but no FS lap dance, the kryptonite no longer had any affect on me.

===> "Well, it is getting worse. Thanks for the support anyway. I keep trying to tell myself "Snap out if it dumbass"."

Well your account is over 7 years old and you obviously have VIP, so you can't be a complete newbie to this. So I'm going to spare you another round of "this is a fantasy, she's faking it, blah blah" because you should already know this.

Instead I'll ask you: So what's the end game? Love, marriage and kids? Or do you already know that she is out of your league in every way, from age disparity to looks? If it is the last, then you'll just make a fool of yourself if you keep it up. Why ride an emotional roller coaster that has only one possible outcome?

None of that is to say that you're feelings are invalid, but if you are already in the unrequited emotional stage, then you're enjoyment of this whole thing is going to diminish fast and be replaced by a need that can never be fulfilled. If I were you, I'd salvage whatever dignity and pride I had left, walk away and go through whatever private grief process you need to In the old days I handled heartache by getting stinking drunk and finding a bar slut to fuck, but each guy has his own method of dealing with it I suppose.

I get what you are saying. But all strippers have been mindless robots to me. Just objects of carnal release. I just happened to connect with this one on a personal level. The end game - none really. I know it will end at some point. I am just going to ride the wave to where it takes me and try to keep an emotional distance the best I can. It is playing with dynamite I know bit for now it is worth it.

===> "But all strippers have been mindless robots to me. Just objects of carnal release. I just happened to connect with this one on a personal level. "

Did anyone say that they were? Why do you believe that your only choices are to become over-emotional or treat them like cum-bots? Are you incapable of grasping the wide spectrum in between those two extremes?

I am quite fond of some of the girls I deal with. I just never forget what it is and where my priorities are. The problem is that you've already become too emotional - there is no distance to be maintained.
Hence you are now satisfying need more than simply trying to have fun.

But whatever, it's not my life or wallet. Good luck and I hope you keep us posted.

Might have worded that wrong. Not objects like I was disregarding them, just emotionless. And regardless of what I thought I never treated any of them without respect, quite the opposite really. It has just always been going through the motions and impersonal. And I messed up and connected with one unintentionally and it caught me by surprise.

I think the word "kryptonite" means something different to everyone here than me. I don't think there's any level of enjoyment to lethal doses of radiation.