And thanks, everybody. You make me blush. I am humbled.

Personally, I like spontaneity and imagination. I want someone to take my general theme and play a variation on it that, each time, for me is new and different.

But I also want more than that.

I also want to talk to someone that is interesting. Someone I find intelligent, engaging, or thought-provoking. Someone that not only has a sense of humor but also, a bit of concern about me — not just as a paying customer, but as a human being. Ideally, I prefer someone educated that also has a bit of life smarts about them. The “financial dommes”, “teen queens”, and “spoiled Princesses” (of which there is an oversupply on NiteFlirt) leave me cold.

I enjoy my calls with Angela not just because I usually get a mind-blowing orgasm from them. I like them because they are ordinarily brain-tweaking in other ways. Sure, I can talk comfortably about sexual fantasies with her. But I know too, when I feel like it, that I can also talk meaningfully to her about politics, pop culture, books, writing, music, work, art or life. It’s not bland talk either. It’s energetic, passionate, and thought-provoking talk with someone who has more than Kleenex between her ears.

I get more than just a sexual thrill when I talk to Angela. For example, I hadn’t read a poem in years before I began communicating with her. Now, largely due to her, I’m reading two or three of them a night. I look forward to seeing what she’s put up on her blog. I enjoy the occasional thank you e-mail I get when I alert her to something (usually a website, a book, or a bit of news) that I think might interest her.

Yes, I know that at bottom, I’m still just another of her paying regular customers. But I also know that she cares — both professionally and individually — about me as a person too.

Anyway, to me these are some of the traits that separate the run-of-the-mill, cookie-cutter PSOs (who, let’s face it, are usually pretty bad) from real courtesans like Angela. Obviously, I’m not the only one here that feels that way.

And incidentally, the script-writing PSO seemed more disturbing than praiseworthy. If there’s any praise, it’s not from a customer’s vantage point so much as a scientist’s. It’s conceivable to me that, as a worker in the sexual wilds, she has discovered some fundamental formulae of lust. It’s like discovering a law of optics — it’s noteworthy for the knowledge it imparts, but it doesn’t necessarily make you see better.