I'm bored so yeah here we go....joel osteen=cheesy, maybe a little fake, but I thought his name sounded more believable than paula white. I kinda like Joel though, he has a boyish charm and most of his message (from what I gather) focuses on inner strength and perseverance.

re: escorting ok I will be as honest as the cage allows....I guess I never technically did it, escorted, like turning tricks from an ad or through a pimp. Not really my thing, but I'm not against it, I say more power to the whores.

I remember when I first really figured out that I was a whore. I remember I was in highschool and I was doing a lot of coke. The money was catching up with me and my parents were getting suspicious why I needed money all the time. One of my guy friends mentioned a dealer friend of his who traded blowjobs for 8balls. I knew I must have been different from my other girlfriends when I jumped at the chance, and my other friends didn't want to do it. I had just started driving, I remember driving my jeep to his house, he put out some lines and pulled out his dick. It was chode-like. Gross. One of my fastest bjs ever though. Just something that was so urgent at the time. I really wanted some yola.

I've never heard it described that way monks, but there is definitely a voice inside just hoping he will cum soon. Every sigh he breathes makes you think he is about to pop, but ends up to be a major let down when your mouth doesn't start to fill with cum... It happens "IRL" too in relationships when you're just not in the mood, but he is. There have been times where I realize I'm not breathing because I'm too busy worrying about when this fucker's going to cum. For the most part I love sucking and fucking, but even I'll admit there are times where you just gotta get through it. Time seems to pass sooooo slowly. No sense in clock-watching. Idk how the whores do it.