Sometimes the silence out here gets too much. Farm work is just me and the fields most days, no conversation cept maybe the local at the pub on saturday if im lucky. Thats why i drive. City is 2 hours away but feels like another world.
Last week made the trip. Found her online quiet professional type. Cost me near 300 quid but worth it. Dont tell me about morals. Loneliness has its own price and im paying either way.
She was sound. Professional. Didnt ask questions just knew what i wanted. Clean room off some side street near cork. Quick hour together felt more human contact than ive had in months. Sometimes its not even about sex its about being touched being seen.
Drive back was long. Quiet again. But different quiet. Somethin settled in me. Rural life aint always kind to men on their own. We do what we must.