I’ve figured it out, I think.
The guys pooled their resources
didn’t they?
They took up a collection
for this sad sack before you
and they invested it
and gambled with it
and maybe stole some more to add to the pot
and they put together a substantial sum.

Then they collected information
on the best service available
and provided input as to what I was into.
I never should have told them about
what fuels my masturbation practice!

They hired you, didn’t they?
They found a beautiful talented actress
who could play the part of my dream girl
and act like she likes me
and they had enough loot put aside
so that you could stick around for the ride.

They paid for you
and they trained you
to be everything I wanted
and the reward was high enough
that you felt it was worth your while
to keep it going.

That’s what’s happened, isn’t it?
You’re the longest term paid escort ever,
right?

Six years must have cost some very pretty pennies
but I’d been sighing a whole lot
before you came along.

You can deny it.
I understand:
professionalism and all that.
But I’m on to you.
And even if that’s not it,
I’ll keep looking for an explanation.
There has to be some reason
why a lady like you
would be with a thing like me.