We all know, or soon meet this harlequin offering erotic services from Escorts and seeking payment from us usually male or bigender male punters. Many are happy, or (grudgingly) accepting of this marketplace and position themselves dynamically in a cloister or cloister in it.

Others come to reject, despise or are very unhappy with monetisation of desire, the attendant polite and sensitive husbanding of that desire to optimise Escort returns. At other times and with the same or different personalities and values, the overt, covert and even plain manipulative plays are deployed to maximise returns and minimise delivery.

I wrote on this sentiment 4 years ago and felt it again today after a visitation I initiated.

The Cancer Corrupts the Innocence Affection

A cloudy Sunday afternoon

A fresh, warm and attractive Thai face arrives in Love's lounge

We spoke and we smitten, she & me

Several times we articulate our sexual attraction, our emotional affection and these expressions are greeted with acceptance. This is refreshing, not a brush off but mutual understanding.

I find your writing to be both whimsical and a touch melancholy. A delightful mix for the palette. Thank you for sharing.
Warmly,

Scarlet Blu

www.scarlet-blu.com

Yes it's poetic, but what does it mean?