Weber, Ruby, Lola, She is know by many names!

[Steve Bisson]

Damn Jim, you are getting good with that prose.

As with some eye candy, what you see is all there is. There may be a few exceptions but generally not. They are nice to be around as they add interest to a gathering, instill a sense of envy with those who do not possess them and for the owners, a step up on the status ladder. The problem occurs, as you know by now, when the guests and onlookers have departed, when the music has stopped, the lights have been turned down and the doors have been closed; this is when you realize how shallow this relationship has become.

In the beginning there was a sense of excitement, the anticipation of pleasures to come. The thoughts of raw, unabashed, wild desires for conquest drives a man to ignore the warning signs. It's all superficial. There is nothing of substance. None of it is real. It glistens and shines, stands tall and perky but it's all a facade. It does not perform other than raising your frustration to pain inducing levels. Some men can realize the mistake, take their loses, walk away and start over. Others never recognize the descending spiral they are in and are doomed to be controlled by pleasures imagined but never found.

Dump the whore and get a Holley.