Old flame...
Help...
Cathy, my favorite (and retired) escort, has called me out of the blue and wants to meet tomorrow. For lunch. Platonic. She wants help - I was a good friend. I am far too nice and trusting to turn her down.
It's not that she'll ask me for money that worries me - I can afford it and I only made the money by understandng its value.
No. It's that I know that I'll start to feel those old feelings when I see her - and I think she knows it too.
I am not the type to be forward, so I know won't suggest anything. But if she says, "How about we go to a hotel and I fuck your brains out," I think I'm lost...
Cathy, my favorite (and retired) escort, has called me out of the blue and wants to meet tomorrow. For lunch. Platonic. She wants help - I was a good friend. I am far too nice and trusting to turn her down.
It's not that she'll ask me for money that worries me - I can afford it and I only made the money by understandng its value.
No. It's that I know that I'll start to feel those old feelings when I see her - and I think she knows it too.
I am not the type to be forward, so I know won't suggest anything. But if she says, "How about we go to a hotel and I fuck your brains out," I think I'm lost...
posted by Salvatori at 4:06 pm
5 Comments:
I was about to say, "Don't go," but I think it is best to go and test your willpower.
Why risk what you've worked so hard at getting back? If you know for sure nothing is going to happen then OK, but if you think there is some possibility of treason why give yourself that opportunity?
You are in a jam!
Um...try re-reading my blog a few million times?
Or just this post
Your dilema seems to be the equivalent of a recovering alcoholic going swimming in a pool full of whiskey and not being allowed to swallow any...the circumstances would not be in your favor for you to resist.
I wish you luck
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