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The Real Life Of A Punter And Escort
I guess one of the strangest tides to mankind is our relationship to sex, how it can defy,shape and even break us as humans, a power that we have no control over but yet we lust for it in many different ways. The very nature of what inspired me to create this book was the secret market in which myself all walks of people indulge in secrecy. The secret life of Punters and Escorts. I could describe myself as an ordinary man, family, well paid job, 2 cars and house in rural Cheshire and all the trimmings which places me perfectly into British Society but what makes myself “Normal” to myself…is controversial to what you may think as a “normal” man. Besides the point of normality one thing that is the same between Punters is that it draws all men and woman into a spiral of lies, guilt and decent is controlling our urges to have what we want, when we want and keep it separate to society and our own mind.
Central Manchester, Hilton Hotel -11pm Friday (Myself)
I walked out of her room clutching my helmet and keys and with that a false promise that I had made in her hotel room. The whole experience of sex this time felt unethical, boring and easy from start to finish i had the fix I craved and i had become accustomed to it. I could see the hotel reception from the landing, as we walked down from her room in silence together I felt the next stage of awkwardness, saying goodbye…I kissed her on the cheek as i sign of good manners and made some on the spot lie that I would text her as soon as I arrived home. As I turned the revolving door out of the Hotel into the Manchester nightlife it was so abrupt I could see normality, real life people, interactions between lovers and friends music and atmosphere.I solemnly zipped my coat up and pushed my way through the streets to the back of hotels car park and climbed on my bike. The thought had occurred that I was an addict, not to sex, but the experience of getting it with escorts. The thought has been in the back of my mind, nipping at my heels as I backed ever closer to the cliff of regret in my mind, it felt like I was at the point of no return. For one minute I am not saying doing what I have done from day 1 has ended up like this. It has been one of the best rushes and thrills I have ever experienced, the best possible way I can put this to you graphically is if you want and woman with a big pair of breasts, blonde hair, size 10 and a large bum and to speak Russian and you want to dress her in a french maids outfit and have sex with her bent over a bath…. you can! Most people imagine the thought and masterbate or get sexual gratification from just the vivid thoughts they imagine and it stops their. But what if i was to tell you can have that experience for real…many people would not think to pass the opportunity up, so we have crossed the barrier that you can have your fantasy for real, so what is stopping most people, its the thought of one simple word “Prostitute” you mention that and the fantasy is quickly for most people stopped dead in its track. That night as I sat on my motorbike texting my partner and planning my journey out of Manchester busy city centre I realised to myself I wanted to stop, I did not want this anymore but the story’s I have to tell you will open your eyes to the “real” life of escorts and punters with emails, interviews and my own experience and giving you what you could call “The real secret diary” of and punter and escort who has experienced it all and only just turned 21….

Please tell me what you think and if its gripped you to want to find out more and gained your interest?
thanks all!!
The Real Life Of A Punter And Escort
I guess one of the strangest tides to mankind is our relationship to sex, how it can defy,shape and even break us as humans, a power that we have no control over but yet we lust for it in many different ways. The very nature of what inspired me to create this book was the secret market in which myself all walks of people indulge in secrecy. The secret life of Punters and Escorts. I could describe myself as an ordinary man, family, well paid job, 2 cars and house in rural Cheshire and all the trimmings which places me perfectly into British Society but what makes myself “Normal” to myself…is controversial to what you may think as a “normal” man. Besides the point of normality one thing that is the same between Punters is that it draws all men and woman into a spiral of lies, guilt and decent is controlling our urges to have what we want, when we want and keep it separate to society and our own mind.
Central Manchester, Hilton Hotel -11pm Friday (Myself)
I walked out of her room clutching my helmet and keys and with that a false promise that I had made in her hotel room. The whole experience of sex this time felt unethical, boring and easy from start to finish i had the fix I craved and i had become accustomed to it. I could see the hotel reception from the landing, as we walked down from her room in silence together I felt the next stage of awkwardness, saying goodbye…I kissed her on the cheek as i sign of good manners and made some on the spot lie that I would text her as soon as I arrived home. As I turned the revolving door out of the Hotel into the Manchester nightlife it was so abrupt I could see normality, real life people, interactions between lovers and friends music and atmosphere.I solemnly zipped my coat up and pushed my way through the streets to the back of hotels car park and climbed on my bike. The thought had occurred that I was an addict, not to sex, but the experience of getting it with escorts. The thought has been in the back of my mind, nipping at my heels as I backed ever closer to the cliff of regret in my mind, it felt like I was at the point of no return. For one minute I am not saying doing what I have done from day 1 has ended up like this. It has been one of the best rushes and thrills I have ever experienced, the best possible way I can put this to you graphically is if you want and woman with a big pair of breasts, blonde hair, size 10 and a large bum and to speak Russian and you want to dress her in a french maids outfit and have sex with her bent over a bath…. you can! Most people imagine the thought and masterbate or get sexual gratification from just the vivid thoughts they imagine and it stops their. But what if i was to tell you can have that experience for real…many people would not think to pass the opportunity up, so we have crossed the barrier that you can have your fantasy for real, so what is stopping most people, its the thought of one simple word “Prostitute” you mention that and the fantasy is quickly for most people stopped dead in its track. That night as I sat on my motorbike texting my partner and planning my journey out of Manchester busy city centre I realised to myself I wanted to stop, I did not want this anymore but the story’s I have to tell you will open your eyes to the “real” life of escorts and punters with emails, interviews and my own experience and giving you what you could call “The real secret diary” of and punter and escort who has experienced it all and only just turned 21….