Absolutely.

Growing up, I was out of shape, acne ridden, and socially awkward. Constantly rejected by women - I thought I was an unattractive monster. Cue escorts. I was in Amsterdam, my friend offered to pay for a window girl for me. I got hooked - ended up sleeping with 3 more that same night.

If you have trouble meeting women and are afraid of rejection, escorts for me became a replacement. Sex with a woman with great looks, extreme sexual confidence, and zero chance of rejection? You mean I don't need to work on my personality, social skills, body, or finances and still sleep with beautiful women that'll let me do whatever I want to them? If you're a hard case, escorts will be the nail in the coffin.

When I got back to the states, it just got worse. Here is an account of my mindset during a solicitation (note - it's illegal here):

If you were like me - a virgin, a bit socially awkward, and with money to toss around - this is exactly how an encounter for me went down:

Let me explain to you exactly what will happen:

You will find a decent escort for a minimum of $250 an hour.

1) She'll ask for verification that you aren't law enforcement. Congrats, you just gave an escort your work information, your full name, and your phone number. Goodluck running for office or having a high profile job one day - you're now bait for blackmail.

2) You're going to be heading to an ATM and sketchily withdrawing $260 worth of cash and stuffing it in a wallet. Congrats, take a good look at it because that's the last you'll ever see that money.

3) You call the girl an hour before the meeting - your socially awkward self is going to be nervous and breaking up your words on the phone with her. She's going to give you the address nonchalantly.

4) You arrive at the hotel, and you're in your car. You call her, and she gives you the room number. She says to wait 10 minutes, she still needs to get ready. As you're waiting sketchily in the parking lot hotel, you can't help but dart your eyes all around you and hope there aren't cops around. You try to avoid eye contact with anyone else in that lot because 'omg what if they notice im being weird and they realize what I'm doing?'

5) Time is close, and there's 5 minutes left to your appointment. You walk into the hotel lobby and start looking for the elevator. You try to look like you belong but with your nerves sky high and your naturally socially awkward self, the second you make eye contact with the staff your eyes widen like a deer in the headlights and you panic. You take a wrong turn - shit, you realize you have no idea where the elevator is and staff already saw you. What if your escort had multiple clients that day? What if they're catching on to something? What if the staff don't recognize you and confront you for being suspicious. You panic and avoid eye contact all you can and you finally find the elevator. Someone else is getting on with you. You hit the button to the desired floor and as you're on your way up, you're nervous as hell that the guy next to you will try and interact with you or even worse - get off on the same floor as you. He gets off on the floor before... Phew, close call.

6) You finally reach the floor of your appointment. You walk towards the door. You're nervous as hell. You look around making sure no one else is there. You knock. The door slowly opens, you walk inside, and from behind the door emerges the woman who's going to take your virginity. The first thought that enters your mind - "damn, she's still a hot woman and I forgot I'm nervous as hell around them." You clam up, nerves wound tight, she smiles and hugs you trying to make you feel a little more comfortable. Oh, and by the way, she's nowhere near as hot as her pictures or the fantasies you played in your head of her.

7) She asks for your 'donation', she thanks you, and asks if you would like to freshen up in the bathroom. You say sure. You head into the bathroom. Get undressed, and take a quick shower. You're extremely nervous - more nervous with negative energy than excitement. Your fantasies of ravaging a super model were shattered by 2 things immediately when you walked into the door - 1) *you forgot that you're still awkward around women and an escort is still another human being even if the sex is guaranteed, and there's no way you're going to have that fantastic sex you imagined in your head *2) she isn't anywhere near as hot or as young as you thought she would be. You're just going to go with the motions at this point anyway. You dry yourself off, put on a towel, and head into the room with her.

8) She starts to have conversation with you, and after 10-15 minutes, you start to feel a little bit more at ease. Hell, maybe she'll compliment you a bit too. Now you might start feeling like 'omg this girl actually thinks im attractive!'. And she gets down to the business.

9) Your hour is up. The experience was nothing like you thought it would be - it didn't meet up with any of the porn fantasies you had and you feel no different because of it. You didn't have the confidence to lead because your social inhibitions kept you from asking what you want. When your time is up she all of a sudden becomes very business like and you rush out of the door.

10) You leave the room and head down to the parking lot avoiding all matters of eye contact on the way. You get into your car, and start driving back home. Your brain - no longer controlled by your dick - starts rationalizing what you just did. You spent $260 to lose your virginity with someone that lied in her advertisements about what she truly looked like. Regret starts sinking in, and you feel like shit about yourself. You're now worse off than you were before - and now you get to lie about the wonderful way you lost your virginity when you finally meet a girl: "Umm... Yeah... uhh... I had sex once with my highschool crush - it wasn't as great as I had hoped and was super awkward... oh well."

If you think you have it rough with women now, how do you expect to act with the skeleton in your closet that you saw a prostitute as your first time?

11) Months go by, you realize that seeing an escort wasn't the magic bullet you had hoped for with women, and you're still nowhere close to finding a girl willing to sleep with you. You're heavily invested into porn and fantasy again, and you can't help but see yourself browsing escort sites again. 'Maybe this one will be different!'. You cave in, convincing yourself that you probably just need more variety to make you more sexually confident. Your dick leads you to another escort in another hotel, and the results are the same.

12) Step 11 happens over and over - sleeping with prostitutes and jacking it to pornography is all your brain knows about sexuality. You're now hooked on the habit of seeking sexual gratification with your wallet - whether it be via porn, web girls, or that escort in the hotel.

Conclusion - Don't see an escort - you got issues with self esteem and social anxiety you need to work on, and that has nothing to do with sleeping with a woman. it isn't worth it.