Narcissism, thy name is Elvis
[QUOTE=Elvis2008;2687597]I mastered the game in the USA. I had so many women in the USA that they would text me asking to get together every day and I chose who I wanted to fuck. What I learned is that women do not like to think of themselves as hos. If I could set the frame in such a way that a woman could fuck me without feeling like a ho, and she needed money, I had more than enough beautiful women who were great in bed. The problem was getting ones of good character. Honestly, if you cannot make it in the USA as a hot woman and you have to come to a guy like me for money, something is wrong with you. So beautiful women did not imitate me. How many guys do you know Nounce who did this and mastered the USA? One of my middle of the road SB turned pro and was commanding $500 an hour seven or so years ago and was the hottest thing in town.[/QUOTE]Oh dear God. What a narcissistic pile of bovine fertilizer.
[QUOTE=Elvis2008;2687597]Now I got to the last stage, and this is where I blew it with the Venezuelan ex. [B]You have to pay consistently.[/B] I was too obsessed with the ho-john part and honestly was having my doubts about her as a person, so I am glad that it did not work out. Thing is I knew I could catch a 10 and have her fall in love with me. How many guys have that much confidence? At this point, honestly, I know of only one other person but there is one more step.
I learned that you have to give enough so their needs are met but also enough so they look good. My gal just loaded up on goods in Mexico and brought back those treats to her family. I want her family to see this is a productive relationship. I am paying her for a job, and the job is for her to make me feel good, and I want the same for her. Bringing treats to her family makes her feel good. As fucked up as it sounds in a world of johns and hos, it is a privilege to support a good woman and be exclusive to her. And it is this last step where I am all alone here. I had to get advice from a married friend to go with this last part.[/QUOTE]You have lost track of one of the basic rules. Don't fall in love with your hooker! Pretty Woman is a movie, Elvis, not a lifestyle.
Tell yourself all you want how much she loves you and how great your relationship is. But the inevitable truth that you can't grasp is that she is in love with your wallet not with you. The minute the money slows down or stops she will disappear like snow in the dessert when the sun comes out.
I'm doing you a favor Elvis
By not quoting or linking your post. That post was like a prolapsed rectum. Other than a qualified health professional, you shouldn't let anyone see that. I'm sure it sounded better when it went through your mind.
There are a few things you said worth pointing out.
1. You have to pay consistently.
2. You have to pay more than needed.
3. Winning the love of the girl the first 2 points apply to.
I love my job. There are days when I'm not shitting butterflies and rainbows, but mostly it's fantastic. It's fantastic for 2 reasons.
1. They pay me consistently.
2. They pay me more than needed.
If the first item changes, I'm gone, because the reason I'm there is to get paid. If they were just paying what I could earn somewhere else, I might stay, but I'm going to be smiling and flirting with anyone who will pay me more.
You keep talking about love, but when you made those 2 points, you showed that you understand the glue that keeps it together is made from money.
Whether or not she loves you, or you love her is irrelevant. When you stop paying she stops playing. In essence you're doing the same thing my boss has done. You're paying more than she is going to get from anyone else.
Unfortunately for you, you're dealing with the inconsistencies of youth. My boss knows, with what he's paying me, at my age, he can expect me to be there until I retire. However, you're betting on a young Colombian woman to not make a bad decision. She's already got a history of bad decisions that call you papa.
It gets worse. Assuming you're not spending all your time with the love of your life, she's got money to spare and plenty of free time. That means every broke Colombian within 10 miles is going to be flexing at her. But I'm sure she's different.
Believe it or not, I'm not writing this to ridicule you, no matter how much you've earned it. This is just a dose of reality that you'll either ignore, give a crazy response to.
To close I want to point out that there's no way to compare the enjoyment different people are getting from sex. It's entirely subjective. When you go on about having better sex than someone else, it just clarifies the narcissism.
Face it. When Nounce starts making fun of you, you're completely off the deep end.