I love women. There is an eternal soft place in my heart for every special relationship I've had. When a Domme that I have seen many times over the years came out of retirement, I worked it into the travel schedule.
Two points here, the first is Ted's comment, "I love women." With all the drama S&M and BDSM provides, any true sub really does love women to the point that they will do almost anything to be in their presence once again. I can identify with that remark. That's why some of us would like to find out what happened to them, or the old question, "Where are they now?" Sometimes you shouldn't find out.
On the bright side of a Mistress' retirement, I sessioned with Mistress Belle de Jour in the early '70s. She was my first. I was in my early 20s, she was in her late 40s. I left the scene originally after having three or four sessions/meeings with her, one as a house slave at her apartment and another was being used to train a neophyte Mistress with her. When I got back into the scene during the mid '80s I read she had a dungeon, I liked and trusted her, so we had one session. But after that she said she was married and was managing her dungeon, no sessions. (She made recommendations to me that were excellent, such as her niece, a blonde bombshell named Mistress Gloria, and as legendary as Belle, Mistress Ava Taurel.) By the mid '90s I was back into the scene, heard she was co-owning a dungeon, I called late one Saturday morning and heard her sexy, throaty old New York voice on the line. She remembered me. I told her I wanted to session with her. She said she was retired, had nothing to wear, etc., but by then I was no longer a timid 20-something I was in my 40s. She had to be 70 or so by then. I told Belle I'd be right over and convinced her to session with me. I wore my usual homemade Tarzan thong/g-string, and she entered the room wearing a black corset, leather slacks and black high heels. She circled me, pinched my nipples and slapped my rear end, saying, "You know, you've still got a great ass." It was a wonderful final session with a great and sexy legend.
On the other side of the coin was around the same time, the mid '90s, I made an appointment with a self-described "spankologist," Jacqueline Park, who I learned later was the mistress (romantic, not BDSM) of Hollywood mogul Jack Warner and Ronald Reagan. Again, in my 40s, I wanted to see a mature Mistress and she did sound seductive on the phone. (The print ad was a fuzzy pic from probably 25 or more years before.) That should have been a hint I should never have called, but... I was thinking with head between my legs and not the one above my shoulders. I went to her apartment. The furnishings of her place seemed to be from the 1960s or mid-70s with plenty of "old lady" antiques. As for Jackie, she was a petite old lady, in a silk robe with loads of makeup and dyed hair. It was sad. I briefly spoke to her, said I had to run, and left her tribute on the table. It was sad and disturbing, and turned me off from sessions for several months, almost a year.