Is adult search a good way to meet women?
Hello, I'm Jake. I never thought I'd be the guy whose love life was being discussed on the internet, but here I am. It's been a ride, to say the least—one of non-stop swipes, awkward banter, and, yes, a little bit of divine intervention.
Dipping My Toes into the Dating Pool
So this is the story. I had been single for some time. I'm talking about a solid two years of third-wheeling my friends and being dead serious about Netflix binges as my only Friday night activity. I thought it was time to get out there. And by "out there," I mean the wonderful (and sometimes weird) world of dating apps.
I registered for all of them: Tinder, Bumble, Hinge—if it was swipe-enabled, I was registered. It was kind of enjoyable at first. Matching with strangers, receiving those notifications, and mastering the "Hey, how's your day going?" pickup line. I was almost an expert at turning my life into something interesting in 300 words or less.
The Pen Pal Problem
The problem was, none of it ever panned out. I'd match with someone, we'd chat for a couple days, maybe even exchange numbers—and then, suddenly. Either they'd ghost, or we'd be in this never-ending loop of texting with no actual plans.
I started to feel like I was stuck in some sort of perpetual first conversations:
"What do you do for work?"
"Watched any good programs lately?"
"Oh great, you like dogs and coffee as well?"
It was decent, but I craved something real. I didn't expect to find my soulmate on the first go-round, but a coffee date would have been fabulous! Several months of this went by, and I was getting desperate.
Switching Things Up: Finding adult search
That evening, after yet another date discussion went nowhere, I was recalling what my mom had told me (moms are famous for this kind of thing) about trying out an escort site. I sorta dismissed it at first. I mean, I didn't think I needed an adult dating site to find someone—wasn't love supposed to happen magically?
But after a minute's thought (and maybe a prayer), I figured why not? So I signed up on adultsearch. The environment was different right off the bat. Instead of bios full of "Here for something casual" or "Just looking for fun," people actually seemed genuine. They talked about their values, their families, their faith—more like sitting down with an actual human than swiping through a brochure of selfies.
Meeting Sarah
A couple of days in, I started talking to Sarah. She was witty, nice, and had this energy that seemed to radiate from her messages. We found our common love of hiking, our (embarrassing) board game addiction, and how we both made terrible coffee at home but still consumed it.
But the icing on the cake? She actually wanted to hang out and was down for having casual sex anytime I wanted. It was like a dream come true for me. No games of weeks of back-and-forth—just a genuine, "Hey, do you have time this weekend?" I may have done a little victory dance when I saw that text.
We ended up getting coffee (proving ironic, considering our mutual bad barista skills). What was to be a get-acquainted took three hours. We laughed, shared stories, and felt as if we'd known each other for years.
From First Date to Forever?
And things have been great ever since. We've gone out on dozens of dates, met both of our families, and even started going to church together. It was like we'd finally completed the missing puzzle piece that I didn't know I was looking for.
Looking back, I'm thankful that I took a leap of faith—literally and figuratively. I'm not saying escort sites are this fairy tale solution for everyone, but to me, it was the key. It led me to prioritize my values and to be open to love, even when the path to arriving there had some potholes (and ghostings) along the way.
So, yeah, maybe my mom was right the whole time. Don't mention it to her, though.
