Twice in my life, during my young and beautiful days, I was asked to be a `high-class´ call girl. The first guy who suggested it was someone I had worked with at Rank Xerox. He knew people who would pay huge amounts and it would all be very `classy´.
Since he also had a line in porn videos at that time, I took him at his word. And no, I didn´t remotely consider it. Not even for half a nano second.
The second time, the guy was someone I met through business networking, during the last recession. He used to be a millionaire but lost it in those troubled times.
I too was in desperate financial straits but politely turned him down. The thought of physical relations with some would be a no-no even if they were the last man on the planet. Money would be the very last reason for having sex with someone - and that was before my spiritual epiphany.
That is not intended as criticism of those who use their bodies as last resorts. Sad, but understandable.
Meanwhile, how do we define love? The earthly variety, that is. Paying lip service is not love. Anyone can say `I love you´. The proof is in the action. Proactive not reactive. Duty is not love unless it is done without prodding. Meaning to show one cares, that they are in mind. It´s probably too late to change, so I shouldn´t still care. But I do.
Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer
Euphrosene´s Gallery of Contemporary Spiritual Art & Cartoons
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