While I won't reveal who, I will admit that I had several relationships within the adult entertainment industry that lasted a number of years, then got married and stayed celibate(pretty much after the first year anyway) for nearly a decade only to separate and fall back into the same scene several years ago. Of course like Billy Joel says in "Italian Restaurant", "...but you can never go back there again." I found myself much changed from who I was before I got out. I had lost touch with this newer generation of ladies to some degree, I was thinking in terms of what was important to people with kids and homes, long term security, quality of life, health, emotional well being etc... those kinds of values and desires didn't really mesh with whats important to youngsters in their early twenties.
I met and started to grow fond of a particular SP and was hoping to establish a friendship to see if anything further was possible. This was completely unplanned before we met and it was not odd to me because I had done it before and figured it would be much the same. In following time spent together I tried to show her what I could provide for her without trying to seem as if I wanted to "buy love", notice I said "love" not sex, completely different those two. But my hopes were dashed prematurely. It didn't hurt me like a breakup with an actual girlfriend or anything like that, after all I had no illusions about this industry from my past experience. I knew what she did for a living I just saw her as a person instead of an SP and was willing to accept it, for a short period of time, in the hope that MAYBE she might grow fond of me and consider leaving the industry to pursue a secure long term relationship.
The reason things didn't proceed the way I would have preferred doesn't need to be speculated about, its not the point, let it suffice to say that she had previous plans that I was unaware of and I wasn't about to get down on bended knee at this early juncture. In my past relationships we had slowly gotten to know each other and over a period of months, became intimate, progressing to the point where after a year or so we became exclusive to each other sexually. Thats how it works for me, and I think for most people. So it made no sense at all to push anything at this point since there wasn't even anything to hold on to other than our appointments which while memorable, were paid for, and really meant very little in the way of long term compatibility on a real down to earth level. So I just let it go although I will always have pleasant memories of her.
I would speculate that what I have to offer now is probably more appealing to women my own age than the younger ones I am inclined to date and "hobby" with. IMO few young women appreciate a well refined gentleman who will take them to nice places and share fond, intimate moments with them, NOT ALL, but few, in my experience. I see them mostly looking to "sucker" guys into buying them drinks so they can get as wasted as possible and create drama in some seedy club where young men will get into physical altercations over who gets to bang them tonight. Its a shame, so many young women are wasting their time on these young pups when they could find real men if they would only give up their childish ways.
I have been made to wonder, openly here, if I am not giving up my own "childish ways" in my pursuit of women so much younger than myself. I guess I just don't see it as odd because age is just a number in your head and I don't feel "old". Is it wrong to want a beautiful looking woman to grace your arm? The good ones who are my age must be all taken or I must be looking in the wrong places. Where do beautiful 40 year old women hang out anyways? At home with their kids right? So what other options does an older guy have but to look at the younger age group?
So all I can say is I was dissapointed, but in a way that you are dissapointed when you meet a girl several times and both of you truly enjoy each others company so you think of asking her out only to find out she is already in a relationship. Not the kind of dissapointment that makes you listen to Country Music.