Hotel Bliss Guest Blog

Serendipity

Lila is a tall, stunning blonde with a pervasive air of innocence and society about her. I would expect to meet a woman like her at a charity brunch or other philanthropic function. Instead, she is sitting in my livingroom drinking coffee and talking to me about becoming a prostitute.  

She has been considering taking this path for most of her life, but really feels like the time has arrived. She talked to me of tarot readings and meditation that all pointed her in this direction.  She spoke of her visit to see an escort two weeks before the birth of her child simply to experience the kind of loving connection she couldn’t get from the man in her life. She was so beautifully spiritual and giving even in just discussing her hopes that I just wanted to hug her and not let go. What a shining soul! 

But as we were talking, I felt a bit of despair. I hoped that the business wouldn’t hurt her heart. While it is probable that she would reach the point where she had a nice group of gentlemen regulars,  it would require kissing a lot of toads. And though her hope was to work with special needs individuals and women, I just didn’t know if that market was going to be large enough to meet her needs. Luckily, she came to me. At the very least, I could warn her about the pitfalls and be there to hold her when it got to be too much.

I sent her home with a required reading list and a laptop to borrow until she could get hers repaired. And was feeling the enormity of the mentor role for the first time in my life.  I had to protect her. I had to help. If she was set on this path, I wanted it to be as positive an experience for her as it has been for me.

The next morning, I met a prospective client for coffee.  I was somewhat surprised when Stephen walked up and introduced himself. His shirt proclaimed “I’m not gay, but my boyfriend is”.  My curiousity was piqued to say the least.

I quickly learned that he wasn’t seeking my services for himself. Stephen was in the awkward position of seeking a female companion for his good friend James.  The difficulty lay in the fact that James is severely physically disabled. Stephen was sure that he had been given an impossible quest. Even one bad experience would be devestating for James. He had to find the perfect woman for the job.  I was impressed that he would show such care for the well-being of his friend. The second time I’ve talked about sex for the disabled in two days? Sounds like a message. . .hmmm.

So, I sit listening to Stephen wax poetic on the type of woman needed. . .polished, lovely, firm and in charge, yet fully loving and supportive of exploration and growth. And as he’s speaking, my mind is dancing and goosebumps cover my arms.  Even the physical description fits. What a perfect match!

When I contact Lila later to see if she would be interested in meeting with Stephen to discuss the possiblity. Her reply email came so quickly that it left skid marks in my inbox.

 ”this really gives me Goddess bumps

i can’t imagine a finer thing to do than to meet this man and explore. 

How lucky i am to have you here right now.

In wonderment

Lila”

Blessed Be! After talking to each of them, I just know that they are looking for each other. And I was lucky enough to be an instrument of their meeting.  Stephen and Lila will meet. And they will work together to help James explore his sexuality in any way that he can. And I have the feeling that Lila may have just found the niche she was hoping for.