relationship with WL

[wilisno]

Degraded humans will have to be the Americans. Why?? Cos their cockheads and i despise them.......... They fooled the world by showing us a Walt Disney Production in the 1960's, showing off Neil armstrong walking on a fake moon WOW!!.. They couldn't send another crew right up there again. Why?? Cos there is too many eyes in the sky with today's modern technology...... Bunch of losers, the Americans and Jews.....

Hahaha ! Can't believe bro hell no can be so serious for a change ! Off topic though !

[hell no]

wtf? "please explain?"

I can't, i'm just full of it.....Sorry!!

[hell no]

Hahaha ! Can't believe bro hell no can be so serious for a change ! Off topic though !

I've lost the plot again, tripping balls...... I should go hiding!!...... Chow!!

[fishball]

I second that.

Let your friend make his own mistakes.

And remember, sometimes mistakes turn out the best thing we've ever done.

can't agree more!

[rooter]

I can't, i'm just full of it.....Sorry!!

That's cool bro. I think we should all stick to talking about we have some expertise in i.e. PUNTING.
Then again its a free democratic forum. Thats the beauty of aus99 compared to the other bullshit forums.
So fuck yeah, go for it bro!

[Jj999]

Lol.
Then it'd be the idiocy of the parents, if their kids grew up stigmatised with "WLs aren't good."

Babies didn't born complete with prejudices/Assumptions/Moral standards. You name it.
However you define it.

I'd say their kids grow up to find that the world is a better place without prejudices, without baseless moral standard about WLs.

So, as to not straying too far off the path of the thread..
Relationship with a WLs.

Of course you should have thought about this thing when you are going into a relationship.
How to deal with it. That's yours to decide.
Wehether you two decide to buy a dog. Or you two decide to have a baby.

[Jj999]

Of course, I will say, find a better work with lower risk. Being a WL, they constantly deal with the risk of STI.
I'll explain all risk involved with becoming a WL. It's not an easy world, and though it's legal, illegal activities are there in some of the places.
Bad customers who are rough, rude, etc. A world where heaps of hypocrites live, along with their prejudices.
Working as a WL, should be one of the last choice a girl should make.
Sex industry is a dangerous world. Many of the members of the society isn't rewarding WLs with praises, rather they reward it with hypocrisy in the form of prejudices and unjust disgusts.

If after those explanations, she insisted. I'd offer her extra $ for her daily wages at other job to approximately match WLs daily income.
If, after this, she still insist, then,
I'll repeat all those above once again.


if she is very sure, then, so be it, though I need to bring her to a psychologist.

That was a great offer there, why would you work a harder job, when you can work at much easier dan safer job and get same amount of money.
So if it was rejected. Then it's surely have something to do with her sanity.


Well this response was originally for bro Galactus.

[wilisno]

Most girls enter the industry as their last resort out of desparate needs, not as their first choice. Their jobs are made harder by customers with views like Galactus, that might lead to psychological injuries in the long run. Many have told me that they cried their eyes out in the first few days before they could control their emotion !

[mannykay]

Degraded humans will have to be the Americans. Why?? Cos their cockheads and i despise them.......... They fooled the world by showing us a Walt Disney Production in the 1960's, showing off Neil armstrong walking on a fake moon WOW!!.. They couldn't send another crew right up there again. Why?? Cos there is too many eyes in the sky with today's modern technology...... Bunch of losers, the Americans and Jews.....

Just. Wow. As an American I can't help but to take offense to such ignorance and vitriolic accusations. 'Cos 'their' cockheads' doesn't do much to explain much about your spiteful hate towards a group of people, but rather more about you. You are free to hate whoever the hell you want, but if these are your reasons then your asinine resentment is totally unsubstantiated.

Really? You hate the U.S because you think they faked the moon landing? Let me guess - you watched the documentary? How about the fact that that crock conspiracy theory and every hoax claim has been debunked multiple times by various third parties? There is physical evidence of the Apollo 11 moon landing that can be, and has been, confirmed by all means of testing with 'today's modern technology'. By the way, we've landed on the moon a total 5 times after the initial landing in 1969. Do some research before basing your hate on delusional ideas.

Your scorn towards Americans is pathetic and laughable, not to mention your anti-semitism is just plain repulsive. If you're gonna hate, you're gonna have to come up with better reasons than that.

BTW, if you're gonna hate on Jews, I wouldn't shop at Westfield or Myers if I were you.

[boater]

bros, circumstances permitting, how many of you would actually commit yourself and have a genuine relationship with a WL? Considering she's literally been fucked by thousands of other bros. A friend of mine is currently dating a WL (working) and i'm trying to talk him out of it. I mean doesn't it bring shame to the family and wouldn't you feel wrong knowing while you are at work she's fucking other bros for living? I mean there are guys who knows their wives are WLs and drives them to work etc etc. How can some guys get over all these? I know we are probably not much better than WLs in terms of social perspective since we are so desperate and seedy we have to pay for sex, but i don't get how guys can have a relationship with a WL and continue to let them work.

I have, she continued to work because she wanted to, what she did with others did not bother me as I knew they meant nothing to her, and the ARs were useful sometimes for ideas.

I could also imagine in other circumstances and with someone else it being hell. I think it can only really work if she wants to be working as opposed to she feels trapped in it.

A relationship is not about controlling the other person ("have a relationship with a WL and continue to let them work"), but helping them be who they want to be.

Boater

[IExperiment]

And will your (future) wife be able to look her kids in the eyes and tell them that their father used to fuck 100s of whores?

lol this is a good one there is always the other side.

[wilisno]

And will your (future) wife be able to look her kids in the eyes and tell them that their father used to fuck 100s of whores?

Thumbs up !

[cmk76]

bros, circumstances permitting, how many of you would actually commit yourself and have a genuine relationship with a WL? Considering she's literally been fucked by thousands of other bros. A friend of mine is currently dating a WL (working) and i'm trying to talk him out of it. I mean doesn't it bring shame to the family and wouldn't you feel wrong knowing while you are at work she's fucking other bros for living? I mean there are guys who knows their wives are WLs and drives them to work etc etc. How can some guys get over all these? I know we are probably not much better than WLs in terms of social perspective since we are so desperate and seedy we have to pay for sex, but i don't get how guys can have a relationship with a WL and continue to let them work.

This brought back a lot of memories after reading this thread, and would like to share a very typical story which a lot of others can identify with.
In my late 20's, I saw a girl who worked @ 5 Gerald. It started off as a convenient sexual service for the first 3 months, which later developed into a friendship. We began a relationship for the next 3 months outside of her work. It didn't last long as the relationship was fuelled by drug addiction on both parts. Suffice to say, it was very emotionally charged and at times very destructive.

However, I was never emotionally present but was physically present to witness all the destructive behaviour on her part. I slowly weened myself off her and the drugs and faded into the background. I did not have a problem knowing that this was her line of work, but had an issue, when later it was rubbed in my face about what we never got to do. I walked away feeling 'used', even knowing that I had no strong feelings for her.

She was a gf at the time, and was even introduced to my friends and family. Deep down inside, she has a good heart but was consumed by the effects of drug abuse. (from my perspective) We met for a reason, at the lowest and highest point in my life (financially successful with a cocaine habit) As I have spent a decade 'hanging' out in brothels and massage places and befriending ladies whilst looking for love in all the wrong places. There were moments were it may have been authentic, but the majority of the interaction were superficial.

In the end, I had to wake up and ween myself off my habit when she, herself told me that I had a problem. We called it quits and I moved on. This only happened after a series of traumatic events that followed,

1. Breaking up a punch up between her and her estranged mum, who had suspicions about her work life. All this happened before the stroke of midnight (New Year's Eve). Consequently, spent New Year's Day in a cop shop giving statements.

2. Driving her 'co-worker' friend to RPA when she allegedly overdosed on pills in the shower. This happened the next day after Valentine's Night @ the Hilton. The 3 of us spent a night together, but that is another story...

It was a roller coaster ride at the time, an eventful way to start the year to say the least. I was convinced that I could have a 'normal' relationship with a WL, seeing that I surround myself with them. (Not to stereotype a certain group of WL's, but the majority of them I was attracted to, were also open to recreational drug use, and were caucasian) Subconsciously, I think I was trying to 'save' her too, as I was always doing with all the rest that I have met. My addiction played a big part, as I have found that it fuelled my appetite for sex with WL's.

In short, the relationship did not work for me. However, it was an experience I won't forget, but will add, as a lesson in life.

[cmk76]

This brought back a lot of memories after reading this thread, and would like to share a very typical story which a lot of others can identify with.
In my late 20's, I saw a girl who worked @ 5 Gerald. It started off as a convenient sexual service for the first 3 months, which later developed into a friendship. We began a relationship for the next 3 months outside of her work. It didn't last long as the relationship was fuelled by drug addiction on both parts. Suffice to say, it was very emotionally charged and at times very destructive.

However, I was never emotionally present but was physically present to witness all the destructive behaviour on her part. I slowly weened myself off her and the drugs and faded into the background. I did not have a problem knowing that this was her line of work, but had an issue, when later it was rubbed in my face about what we never got to do. I walked away feeling 'used', even knowing that I had no strong feelings for her.

She was a gf at the time, and was even introduced to my friends and family. Deep down inside, she has a good heart but was consumed by the effects of drug abuse. (from my perspective) We met for a reason, at the lowest and highest point in my life (financially successful with a cocaine habit) As I have spent a decade 'hanging' out in brothels and massage places and befriending ladies whilst looking for love in all the wrong places. There were moments were it may have been authentic, but the majority of the interaction were superficial.

In the end, I had to wake up and ween myself off my habit when she, herself told me that I had a problem. We called it quits and I moved on. This only happened after a series of traumatic events that followed,

1. Breaking up a punch up between her and her estranged mum, who had suspicions about her work life. All this happened before the stroke of midnight (New Year's Eve). Consequently, spent New Year's Day in a cop shop giving statements.

2. Driving her 'co-worker' friend to RPA when she allegedly overdosed on pills in the shower. This happened the next day after Valentine's Night @ the Hilton. The 3 of us spent a night together, but that is another story...

It was a roller coaster ride at the time, an eventful way to start the year to say the least. I was convinced that I could have a 'normal' relationship with a WL, seeing that I surround myself with them. (Not to stereotype a certain group of WL's, but the majority of them I was attracted to, were also open to recreational drug use, and were caucasian) Subconsciously, I think I was trying to 'save' her too, as I was always doing with all the rest that I have met. My addiction played a big part, as I have found that it fuelled my appetite for sex with WL's.

In short, the relationship did not work for me. However, it was an experience I won't forget, but will add, as a lesson in life.

Forward to 2008, and I had met a beautiful, wonderful, intelligent girl whom I adored and thought that she could have been the one. This was through a housemate at the time.

Couple of months into the relationship, she had told me about her personal ambition. Of wanting to be an escort! My heart sank, as I was already developing feelings for her. I was a little upset and miffed. This, she confided in me after I had opened up about my sexual past, which included visiting brothels, massage places and having a relationship with a WL.

She thought that I was the perfect ‘candidate’ to support this ambition of hers. She was inspired by a famous porn actress by the name of Annabel Chong, who found fame in performing with the most participants in a gangbang. Luckily, porn was not her first choice but instead, breaking into the world of high class escort services.

We spoke about this in every way, and she had persuaded me on why this relationship would work. And I had given her reasons why it wouldn’t. She was a very level headed girl who had big dreams, and wanted to make the most money in the shortest time possible. The money she made, to buy all the nice things she had always wanted.

Not wanting to lose this girl, I had doubts but gave it a shot at continuing the relationship with her.

She only worked in the weekends, and was on call for most of the time including the holidays, which was not always convenient. When we were at a movie at night for example, and she gets a call for a booking, we would head home so she could prepare for work.

She would usually drive herself there, and only book a cab when she knew she was going to drink a bit with a client. Rarely turning down bookings; since the hourly rate made was $600 and above (after the agencies cut) Ultimately, she secured a handful of clients and saw them privately and was very astute in her business dealings.

This being rather lucrative; I had to understand from her point of view, as it was her priority to make as much money as possible. However, this was a blow to my ego, as I felt that I was no longer needed financially. She was averaging 2 -3k a weekend. Her clients include barristers, financiers and business owners.

This became increasingly difficult for me as well, I was getting jealous and insecure about the clients who had lavish her with gifts (lap top, jewellery, lingerie, fine dining) The fact that these older gentlemen provided things that I could not financially in everyday life made me more resentful. She made a point that these were only ‘artificial’ gifts and that it meant nothing significantly.

She would never flaunt all the gifts she had because I would make her feel guilty about when she brought it up. In hindsight, she only wanted to share what had been given to her, and not boast about it.

Now and then too, I would query about her clients, only to make myself more enraged after finding out personal details.

In order to make things seem ‘fair’ to me, I had even suggested that if she was going to ‘work’, then I would go to massages in turn. Obviously, this was not an informed or ‘mature’ thought on my part. She was quite upset at this selfish idea of mine.

We lived together for a year before parting ways. We had a normal life, spent time with our families and friends. She was a wonderful gf, but I would ignore and not acknowledge her work life. That helped to make things bearable. Another way for me to cope and not obsess about it all, I began gambling at poker dens.

No one ever knew about her lifestyle, but was always curious about how she could afford to live and have luxurious items at the time, since she was at uni and worked very minimal. It was later revealed to a select few of her close friends, who seemed to be far more supportive. (I guess since they were females) No one from my end knew about her work life, as I have made a promise to her that I would not do so.

We drifted apart towards the end of the year of living together, as I was not happy and had always unintentionally picked fights with her.

I don’t think I was mature enough or prepared to be in a relationship quite like this. I respected her choice to do so, but could not offer emotional strength and support for that choice. I made her to blame for all the undoings of the relationship and self-sabotaged it with my negative attitude.

It was also playing in the back of her mind, if I would go out for a punt every time we had a fight. I told her truthfully, that it almost happened once when I was at Angeltown. At the start of the session, I received 2 phone calls from her whilst naked and about to lead myself into temptation. In the end, I could not go through with it, apologised to the girl and left.

It all ended with me not wanting to have her in my life. However, we have made our peace and cleared a lot of unanswered questions. I then consciously proceeded to change my mobile phone number, just so that there is not a possible chance that she may need to keep in touch with me as an ex bf.

I say this to those who choose to have a relationship with one who is a WL, or even thinking of being one. Weigh up your pros and cons of it all and discuss openly and constructively about the possibilities of why this relationship may work.

And what benefits would it have for you and the lass. A working business relationship would work as expectations and boundaries have been set between the two parties. Ensure that the ‘terms and conditions’ are also understood and respected by both. The first sign of emotional connection develops, make each other aware and renegotiate if needed, or simply walk away if it is not what one wants.

There are a lot of reasons why WL’s work in this industry, so ask them too so that you are well informed about why they are doing this. And whether being in a relationship would suit each other in the current climate. These were similar suggestions presented to me, but I had overlooked it objectively in the past.

Good luck to all out there, and enjoy the most of it!

[boater]

Thanks for sharing your experience CMK

Appreciate it

Boater

[hell no]

Just. Wow. As an American I can't help but to take offense to such ignorance and vitriolic accusations. 'Cos 'their' cockheads' doesn't do much to explain much about your spiteful hate towards a group of people, but rather more about you. You are free to hate whoever the hell you want, but if these are your reasons then your asinine resentment is totally unsubstantiated.

Really? You hate the U.S because you think they faked the moon landing? Let me guess - you watched the documentary? How about the fact that that crock conspiracy theory and every hoax claim has been debunked multiple times by various third parties? There is physical evidence of the Apollo 11 moon landing that can be, and has been, confirmed by all means of testing with 'today's modern technology'. By the way, we've landed on the moon a total 5 times after the initial landing in 1969. Do some research before basing your hate on delusional ideas.

Your scorn towards Americans is pathetic and laughable, not to mention your anti-semitism is just plain repulsive. If you're gonna hate, you're gonna have to come up with better reasons than that.

BTW, if you're gonna hate on Jews, I wouldn't shop at Westfield or Myers if I were you.

Mannykay, you poor baby... Did papa upset you?? I did mentioned i have lost the plot and i did say that i was full of it..... Or did i not??.... Must admit i did cross the line by making that post..I can make up for ya!! HEHE!!... Seriously man, if you're still greiving about the post that i have made, cum give papa a cuddle, you'll feel alot better....... Christmas is just around the corner so Santa Hell No has lots of brand new bags of toys for you to play with, bring a tub of vass for yourself and you'll know what i mean....... Papa is waiting for you to 'sek sii' (cuddle)..........

[walkout]

Normal girl fuck 1 or 2 man for 200+ times in a year for free, WL fuck 100+ man for 200+ times in a year for a truck of money, what's the difference? At the end of the day, they are both girls, they both got fucked for 200+ times....

Sorry for my bad English

[wilisno]

Normal girl fuck 1 or 2 man for 200+ times in a year for free, WL fuck 100+ man for 200+ times in a year for a truck of money, what's the difference? At the end of the day, they are both girls, they both got fucked for 200+ times....

Sorry for my bad English

Nothing's wrong with your English, I get the full picture ! Only that you didn't mention a normal girl might do a lot more barebacks than working girls !

[cisco]

Forward to 2008, and I had met a beautiful, wonderful, intelligent girl whom I adored and thought that she could have been the one. This was through a housemate at the time.

Couple of months into the relationship, she had told me about her personal ambition. Of wanting to be an escort! My heart sank, as I was already developing feelings for her. I was a little upset and miffed. This, she confided in me after I had opened up about my sexual past, which included visiting brothels, massage places and having a relationship with a WL.

She thought that I was the perfect ‘candidate’ to support this ambition of hers. She was inspired by a famous porn actress by the name of Annabel Chong, who found fame in performing with the most participants in a gangbang. Luckily, porn was not her first choice but instead, breaking into the world of high class escort services.

We spoke about this in every way, and she had persuaded me on why this relationship would work. And I had given her reasons why it wouldn’t. She was a very level headed girl who had big dreams, and wanted to make the most money in the shortest time possible. The money she made, to buy all the nice things she had always wanted.

Not wanting to lose this girl, I had doubts but gave it a shot at continuing the relationship with her.

She only worked in the weekends, and was on call for most of the time including the holidays, which was not always convenient. When we were at a movie at night for example, and she gets a call for a booking, we would head home so she could prepare for work.

She would usually drive herself there, and only book a cab when she knew she was going to drink a bit with a client. Rarely turning down bookings; since the hourly rate made was $600 and above (after the agencies cut) Ultimately, she secured a handful of clients and saw them privately and was very astute in her business dealings.

This being rather lucrative; I had to understand from her point of view, as it was her priority to make as much money as possible. However, this was a blow to my ego, as I felt that I was no longer needed financially. She was averaging 2 -3k a weekend. Her clients include barristers, financiers and business owners.

This became increasingly difficult for me as well, I was getting jealous and insecure about the clients who had lavish her with gifts (lap top, jewellery, lingerie, fine dining) The fact that these older gentlemen provided things that I could not financially in everyday life made me more resentful. She made a point that these were only ‘artificial’ gifts and that it meant nothing significantly.

She would never flaunt all the gifts she had because I would make her feel guilty about when she brought it up. In hindsight, she only wanted to share what had been given to her, and not boast about it.

Now and then too, I would query about her clients, only to make myself more enraged after finding out personal details.

In order to make things seem ‘fair’ to me, I had even suggested that if she was going to ‘work’, then I would go to massages in turn. Obviously, this was not an informed or ‘mature’ thought on my part. She was quite upset at this selfish idea of mine.

We lived together for a year before parting ways. We had a normal life, spent time with our families and friends. She was a wonderful gf, but I would ignore and not acknowledge her work life. That helped to make things bearable. Another way for me to cope and not obsess about it all, I began gambling at poker dens.

No one ever knew about her lifestyle, but was always curious about how she could afford to live and have luxurious items at the time, since she was at uni and worked very minimal. It was later revealed to a select few of her close friends, who seemed to be far more supportive. (I guess since they were females) No one from my end knew about her work life, as I have made a promise to her that I would not do so.

We drifted apart towards the end of the year of living together, as I was not happy and had always unintentionally picked fights with her.

I don’t think I was mature enough or prepared to be in a relationship quite like this. I respected her choice to do so, but could not offer emotional strength and support for that choice. I made her to blame for all the undoings of the relationship and self-sabotaged it with my negative attitude.

It was also playing in the back of her mind, if I would go out for a punt every time we had a fight. I told her truthfully, that it almost happened once when I was at Angeltown. At the start of the session, I received 2 phone calls from her whilst naked and about to lead myself into temptation. In the end, I could not go through with it, apologised to the girl and left.

It all ended with me not wanting to have her in my life. However, we have made our peace and cleared a lot of unanswered questions. I then consciously proceeded to change my mobile phone number, just so that there is not a possible chance that she may need to keep in touch with me as an ex bf.

I say this to those who choose to have a relationship with one who is a WL, or even thinking of being one. Weigh up your pros and cons of it all and discuss openly and constructively about the possibilities of why this relationship may work.

And what benefits would it have for you and the lass. A working business relationship would work as expectations and boundaries have been set between the two parties. Ensure that the ‘terms and conditions’ are also understood and respected by both. The first sign of emotional connection develops, make each mother aware and renegotiate if needed, or simply walk away if it is not what one wants.

There are a lot of reasons why WL’s work in this industry, so ask them too so that you are well informed about why they are doing this. And whether being in a relationship would suit each other in the current climate. These were similar suggestions presented to me, but I had overlooked it objectively in the past.

Good luck to all out there, and enjoy the most of it!

Bro , i can say this is one of the best story of life in this forum , thank you for sharing bro

[cmk76]

Bro , i can say this is one of the best story of life in this forum , thank you for sharing bro

Your most welcome, glad I could share. I think writing this, was somewhat a healing process for me. To get this off my chest anonymously too was very therapeutic. I can account it objectively and not have any emotional connection to it. As stated, I could not even discuss this event of my life with any of my closest friends. It left me quite depressed and I had to deal with it internally. I contemplated getting back on cocaine, but gambling got the better of me instead! Another chapter of my life closed and a lesson experienced.