Sex and Skin Hunger

J W Waterhouse The Awakening of Adonis (detail)

Here is a guest post by a client talking about how sex workers have helped the issue of 'skin hunger' for him personally, following a discussion we had during our booking, which he has mentioned below.  I invited him to contribute to my blog after this discussion as I am always happy to hear of positive benefits which sex (and/or sex work) has for both men and women.

The answer to the question “If I died tomorrow, would I die a happy man” has a much different answer after my first months punting than my answer would have been immediately prior to starting my punting journey. Now I would die a much happier man. Compared to the relatively miserable, grumpy old man I had become, my mood is now significantly higher and seems to have been improving steadily over the course of my, so far, brief punting journey.

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So, you are the black sheep of the family...

Christmas is the time of year when we are confronted by where we came from - most of us, while not necessarily being physically present with our family members, at least make contact with them - and the realities of who they are (and maybe what they have always been like) becomes glaringly apparent. Families all have their quirky loved ones, and if your family happens to know you are a sex worker (as mine do), you may well be it.

A lovely story an ex-sex worker told me (she's now in her 70s) was how she announced to her parent after her first client about her fabulous new job: "Mother, all I have to do is make love to men!" Another sex worker I know of told her father who was initially concerned for how her soul was going to survive - he now leaves her notes telling her she is "such a fine daughter".

My own family is conservative and strictly religious and not without our own eccentricities, and that is before you even include me amongst them.

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Advice from a Client

Les Nymphes et le Satyre by William Bouguereau. 1873, Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts.

I welcome contributions from readers and clients, and while the contributor below has never been to see me, I gather he has chalked up quite a bit of experience seeing working ladies in his time.  Over to him:

I have been a subscriber to Wanton Acts for several months and I look forward to reading more of your blogs. I think I have read most of them and they are very well written and most informative. I have been a punter of working ladies for some twenty five or so years now and have had amazing experiences over the years, some good, some very good and some terrible ones.

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Fear of Fifty

Flidais, my favourite Celtic Goddess, of a voracious sexual appetite

Part of us wants to love like the goddesses -- coldly and capriciously. Part of us owes allegiance to Kali, eating her lover and attaching his skull to her waist. Part of us wants to love like Juno, scooping up mortal men, toying with them, then letting them go, turning them, in parting, into caves for the sea to crash through, great phallic stones, or even, if we are merciful, swine. Part of us wants to be Athena and Diana -- who need no lovers, who have intellect and marksmanship instead.
Erica Jong, Fear of Fifty.

Fantastic!  I no longer have a fear of fifty.  In fact, I'm celebrating in public.

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