Metro Dude

Ever wanted to be a Gigolo, I have, I’ve fantasized about for years, the idea of no responsibilities, no serious commitments, just loads of fun and women paying me to keep them company.

The Times Newspaper just did a story on the guy you see in the picture who started out as a jazz musician and when that didn’t pay well he just started getting picked up by women who earn enough to pay instead of having to deal with relationships.

OMG, the lifestyle so sounds like something I could get into. Just imagine having a nice apartment in the city, and every day drinking champagne and meeting a different woman for ‘entertainment’. Of course you’d still want some kind of independence so you couldn’t be kicked out of your apartment, but overall I think I could happily be a toy for rich women.

If you read the article, you’ll notice the reporter says there are some things that happen to this lucky guy that aren’t suitable for a Saturday newspaper, Oh the mind boggles, what could they possibly do to him. In a previous post I joked about licking Wilhelmina Slater’s red high heel shoes, I wonder if he has to do stuff like that, or if it’s a bit raunchier.

Probably a bit raunchier wouldn’t you think?

It’s funny, our gigolo hero is described as the perfect woman’s accessory, but I loved one of the comments to the story, “When the “perfect accessory” has no brains, no talents, or self respect to make it any other “way” what would you expect?”.

I could pretend to have no brains or self-respect, are there any takers? If any of my female readers think this is a good idea, I’d love to hear from you. I mean, if you could be assured of discretion and you knew it was safe, would you pay a gigolo to do you bidding? And what would you demand from him? Would it just be dinner and a dance, would you take him home or get a hotel room, and how much work would he have to do to keep you happy?

Source: The Times Online