Quote: (07-01-2014 11:22 PM)jamaicabound Wrote:
Quote: (07-01-2014 10:15 PM)horn Wrote:
Quote: (06-30-2014 10:00 PM)scorpion Wrote:
I agree that this is more common than most guys would suspect....
The opportunity is there, and the hamster ensures that a lot of girls won't even admit to themselves what they're doing. She's not fucking the rich older guy because he's throwing her $2k a month in cash and gifts, she's fucking him because
or because he is good-looking and she wants to fuck him, and he has money to spend unlike frat boys and can take her out for sushi and buy her expensive lingerie, trips to the Caribbean, designer heels, etc [but no cash]
It doesn't have to be an either/or situation. Chicks dig older guys. I see it every day.
Whether or not there is a difference btw the above, and whoredom I am unsure.
This brings up an interesting point. Is there a difference between cash and trips and stuff? You can't put a trip in the bank but you can put cash in the bank. In my mind cash is much more transactional, if you consider things every gf and wife out there is a whore.
Yes, I consider them different animals. [leaving aside handing them $20 for a manicure or a starbucks run]. The transactional $$$$ one = whore to me.
When I vacation in Ibiza, or the Carib, LV, wherever, sometimes I like to bring a hot young girl with me. Goes without saying I'm paying for everything, airfare is usually free with miles anyway. I'd be paying for a nice room anyway. Basically, I'm paying double for food and that's about it. Rental car is the same. Hell, drinks are free in Vegas.
Of course, I'll likely take her lingerie or bikini shopping as well. But I'm doing it for my pleasure, not hers.
Also, most of the girls I party with are still in school of some sort so have literally no income. You want them relaxed, not worried if they are gonna have to eat at Subway 2x a day for a week.
It's truly, truly amazing what some girls will do for a nice new pair of stilettos. A lesson a very hot, very fashionable, very sexy & slutty secretary taught me one lo-o-o-ng afternoon 'lunch' in Midtown. If I hadn't run into her staring at those Jimmy Choo's in the window....