Ok, yes and no.
Yes: CR changed my entire perspective, rocked my world from the foundation to the steeple, and clearly opened my horizons on what I'm really able to partake of. If mongering is a hobby, then CR mongering is that hobby on a pro level. In the US, mongering is still tainted and ridiculous. No provider in her right mind would go above and beyond the call of duty, or seriously provide a GFE that is longer than the dinero-in-hand allots for. It's just economics. Northern Americans have a cultural, political and economic mindset that is forever embedded in their psyche, and it will stay that way until they push up daisies. But CR women? Chrissakes I was hooked the first 5 minutes in that sweaty, diesel-smelling little town. I'm done. Stick a fork in me.
No: Mongering is in my (and honestly, our) DNA. Numerous studies confirm what we already know in our gut: after 12-18 months, the hot lust/love/sensuality of the relationship is done. That was nature's job: produce offspring, "Next!". Seriously, don't deny these simple truths fellas. Don't mean there aren't relationships that transcend this kind of reality - and there are. My story is interesting, but probably not unique. I'm in a relationship which I will never exit because of various reasons -- at least for the next 10 years or so. In the interim, my DNA calls. Hell, I first mongered 20 years ago at age 15 and I've enjoyed the instant gratification situation that this hobby allows since then. On average, it's a cycle -- I can go months, or years without really needing anything 'extra'. Then, clearly, something triggers and I must obtain my fill of flawless and funny young things whom I enjoy not only the sexo and presence of, but the whole experience as well. That's were the guys, friends, co-pilots and fellow CRTers come in. In a way, if the chicas are no longer fun (which would be hard to believe), then I have a fall back and I can die old, happy and fully vested some day down in CR.
Just being honest and throwing in my dos centavos, muchachos...
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