Sunday, August 15, 2010

Open letter to a clingy/overbearing client

Dear Client,

Thank you so much for your business over the past few months; however just because I provide the GirlFriend Experience doesn't mean I AM your girlfriend. I'm sure you remember that I am paid hourly. This $$$ for the time that we spend together. It does not include me sending you cute, sexy emails throughout the day or picking up the phone when you call to listen to bitch about your wife or give you advice on how to deal with whatever crisis you have going on. If you would like to continue seeing me I am going to have to raise your rate an extra $500/hr to compensate me for the time you would like to spend emailing, sexting, calling, smoke signals, etc. I'm not sure that you understand that this is just business but it is. I know you think there was a connection between us; but that's what I get paid to do....invoke a feeling you haven't felt in a while. I mean seriously on what planet would a beautiful 29 y/o who has a bangin' body fall for a 57 y/o lard ass that can only talk about how much money he makes and is a total downer?!? So since you make all that money I'm sure you won't have a problem with our new arrangement...... xox Courtesan

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

When the client is the problem....

A good ho friend of mine recently ventured outside my old agency. She became so upset at our old agent that she ventured out on her own. One of her old clients she would rather not see again has contacted her several times to which she has not contacted back. He call him fat boy Joe for obvious reasons. Yesterday, he sent an email to her that was rather crass. It stated that he always thought they had a great time together and couldn't understand why she wouldn't respond back to him. Now anyone who has seen fat boy Joe could tell you why. He is easily 500+lbs and has a foul smell about him. The first time my fellow ho saw him, he tipped her $200....hey every ho has her price. So she figured the next time she saw him she would be 1) shit faced drunk and 2) give him a shower to get rid of that smell. The next time she saw him she did exactly those things and STILL he was terrible smelling and he didn't tip.

In her email back to him, she cited the above issues and stated that honesty is the best policy to which he responded "Nothing wrong with honesty." I'm sure this hurt his feelings but really...some clients need to take better care of themselves...I mean hell they expect us to be drop dead gorgeous and smell like least they can be less than morbidly obese. Or maybe the rate system should change from by the hour to by the pound!!!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

The sometimes lonely world of a call girl.....

Ever since the fall out, I've been VERY cautious of whom I come in contact with and what I say. I had the dream that girls could actually be in this business and be friends; but as I quickly found out , they will bring the claws out at the thought of a dollar. With that said, I now keep to myself. I do have a traveling partner and I know I can trust her with anything; but beyond that I trust no one. Not even my former ATF client. After all, it was he who started this mess. I told him seeing the other girl would be trouble, yet he did. After the experience panned out the way I knew it would, he got the bright idea to have dinner/drinks with him. I, again, told him this was not a good idea; yet he did again. Part of me believes that he did this with the intention of gaining more personal information about me. He knew the other provider was a gossiping ho and would gladly throw any dirt on me his way. I'm not sure what he stood to gain from the meeting. He knew the other girl was not someone he would want to be around so the latter is what I believe he sought. I'm left feeling seriously violated. I've lost a friend (and I'm not talking about the girl) and most importantly I've lost my trust in other people. I hope he thinks the dinner/drinks was worth losing what he lost.

On another note, I learned how to play poker the other day. It was quite the rush and I can see how it can be addicting. Might be going back to the poker room this weekend to test my new found knowledge!!!

Friday, March 12, 2010

Fallout in the Ho World...

I've learned a very good lesson this week....You can't always find good in people. I had a falling out with another escort I was "friends" with. I'm the sort of person that use to believe there is some good in everyone; but I am quickly finding out in this business that so-called friends will stab you in the back for a dollar.

This girl's business had slow for sometime. I know why her business is slow. L's business plan is to find a small group of exclusive clients that only see her and rotate them on a weekly/bi-weekly basis. While this plan is good in theory, reality says men are whores will see other girls. I mean, hell, half of them are already cheating on their wives and you expect them to be exclusive to you? Your pussy isn't 14k gold honey! Of course when L becomes possessive and refuses to give out references to other girls, she seals her own fate with her clients..

Enter the betrayal....

I had an ATF (all time favorite) client. He was one that I was slowly divulging information about my personal life to. I truly enjoyed hanging out with him and loved seeing the business through the eyes of a hobbyist. He made an appointment with L, which he will admit was the 2nd worst sexual experience of his life. I'm not sure what made this true; but I did warn him that I did not think seeing her was a good idea. With that said, he made an appointment with her to have drinks. During this time, L let my ATF in on some information regarding my personal life. As a provider, she has no right to do so. She then continues to invite him into her exclusive circle of clients.

MY ATF emailed me what she had said and needless to say I feel betrayed. When I confronted her, she would never admit to what she had done. She kept playing the victim (like she does in life) and attacking me. I lost my "friend" and my ATF. Both of whom I will never speak to again because of this.

Lesson Learned:

Never befriend a ho who is backed into a corner....she will fuck you up.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

When worlds collide part II…..

The client-call girl relationship is like any couple: you have your ups and downs. In ideal situations, the downs are temporary, and the ups make it all so worthwhile…. Sometimes a great client can make a mistake, and this is so much worse when the mistake comes in that all important review. A repeat client – I’ll call him A for his personality type – booked me not long after he arrived in town on business. Unfortunately the plane served alcohol and more unfortunately, he helped himself. We planned to have some dinner, as we usually do. However, this time I met him at his hotel room just down the street from the restaurant. He was smiling and friendly, no big surprise, but he draped his arm around me to maintain a slightly tipsy balance. This was not a problem. Yet.At the restaurant we were seated in a familiar section to me. The waiter was a client. I’ll call him B for his personality type. B had made it to my bad side by submitting a made up review in order to get a free membership to one of the all important provider sites. As we knowingly exchanged glances, A continued to drink. And B already knew he was in trouble with me. Awkward might not be a strong enough word to describe the situation. A insisted (and remember his personality type) that he sit on the same side of the booth as me. This is not something I like to do even when I’m with the one I love. From here, A got worse, as he attempted to finger me in the booth. I was furious. Meanwhile, I’m also pissed at B, and he was pissed at A (thus putting A farthest down on the shitlist). Finally, A had to empty his bladder, which gave B an opportunity to apologize. Lucky for him, I was so mad at A that I let him off the hook. A was wasted enough that I was able to sign the tip for him when we left. Being in a service industry like B, I more than made up for the pain that A caused him. Let me rephrase that, A more than made up for it with the tip. I basically carried A to his hotel where I refused his cash and left him to stumble and fumble his way to his room and fall asleep. But he didn’t pass out.Every client has my ho phone number, but to avoid being woken up at 2 AM, I put it on silent at night. Well the following morning, I had 27 missed calls, all of which came from the same Type A personality. He couldn’t take the rejection he brought upon himself! There was a positive result that came out of this: after I admonished him (not via my whip but via email) he posted a positive review in which he confessed his drunken stupor. Incidentally, he saw one of my best ho friends the next day and was a perfect, sober gentleman, which pisses me off a little more!

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Call girls have to eat too...

And when we go out, we’re going to talk about our days too. Bankers may talk about interest rates, realtors may talk about real estate, young parents will talk about their crying babies. We talk about sex. And when you’re in a restaurant, you have to talk loud to be heard. We get bad looks, but we get some real good looks as well. Usually from men. Just the other day, we turned around to leave and saw an older man in a wheelchair behind us. He was all alone, hooked up to an oxygen tank, but he was grinning from ear to ear, pleased by his seating arrangement and the conversation he was privy to. This may sound like a rationalization, but as I’ve said before this is the oldest profession in the world. There was a time, pre-Puritanical time, when we didn’t have the stigma we do now. And we provide an important service, sex has been proven to be healthy, and scientists have discovered that couples that have sex the night before are more productive at work. I’m literally stimulating the economy. I’m not a junkie, not crazy, not lazy. I work harder than most people, and my ho support group does to. And don’t forget the joy I can bring to an old man in a wheelchair!

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

The incall situation

In escorting, there are two types of appointments- Incall and Outcall. Incall refers to when the client comes to me and outcall is when I go to the client. Some girls will see clients at their house. I'm a firm believer in keeping work and personal separate. For my incall appointments, I rent a hotel room at an upscale location. Last night I had an appointment and since check out isn't until noon the next day, I left all my work stuff there. Today I show up with L and housekeeping was cleaning the room. At this point, I'm in a mad panic. L walks over to the nightstand and grabs the roll of condoms. I feel a sigh of relief. That was a close call with housekeeping. The woman walks in and changes the bedding. When she walks about she has my bottle of lube in her hand!!! I'm bright red and thinking OMG I've been found out. I can feel a massive panic attack coming on and L is trying desperately to calm me down. I try to act as if nothing happened; but dammit I just bought that bottle!!! I need to start being more careful.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Back to reviews....

Well my review with inaccurate information still hasn't been fixed. I've emailed them over and over but not response.
On another note, I've been getting reviews from people who haven't even seen me since I've gone independent. One one site, the reviewers get a month free for reviewing a girl. I've had two that have done this and one rated me as a cut above (which on the scale is like a 4 out of 5) and most of mine are best ever. I'm so pissed over this because even though its not bad review, I don't want too many of them. The reviewer goes on to talk about my "magnificent jugs"???? Talk about class. I sent him a very livid email. I don't like when my reviews go into too much detail, let alone sound like bad porn. The review is there, I can't get it changed....I can only do a rebuttal, but first I want to wait for his response to my pissed off email before I write anything. More proof that men think with their penises and not their brains.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Never a boring day at the office....

Last week I was sorting through the roughly 50 emails I have waiting for me when I wake up and discovered this one-

"receiving golden showers and having you where shoes and socks all daybefore we meet so I can suck on your sweaty toes. i have a huge foot fetish"

He originally asked what kind of fetishes I do. My response to him was what did he have in mind? I'm down for water sports just give me fair warning to drink enough water/beer; but the last part has me somewhat baffled. I'm not sure how sucking on my sweaty, smelly feet is going to provide sexual pleasure?!? Of course, I am also the same person who said that sex is viewed differently by everyone so I guess who am I to judge???

I'm going to leave this one in my pending file for now....

Monday, February 1, 2010

When the worlds collide.....

It generally doesn't happen; but every time you open the door, you run the risk of having someone that knows in you in your "real" life be on the other side. This story comes in a round about way, so just bare with me. Several months ago, I totaled my car in an accident. Luckily, no one was hurt, but it left me car-less. So as anyone would do, it went shopping for a used car. I looked at several ones that were for sale by owner and finally decided on the car I wanted and bought. Last December, I had a client that I didn't recognize and we were talking about cars and how he just sold a car like mine to someone (It wasn't me). Now that I'm independent, this same client called for an appointment to which naturally I said yes. Through some text messages he mentioned that I had a twin that looked at his car and said my real name. Of course right now, I'm freaking out. Its one thing to give a client your real name with time. Its another to have them know you outside of this. Its the loss of control that is the most panicking feeling. Now I have some decisions to make. Do I fess up that it was, in fact me, and let him know my real name? Do I continue to deny it? Do I even contact him and keep the appointment? Or simply just ignore him? Decisions, decisions...

Saturday, January 30, 2010

The importance of reviews

We call girls, much like actresses, get reviews of our performance. The reviews serve two purposes. The first purpose is for the reviewer (almost always a man) to display his conquest. Yes, he's proud of the fact that he paid for sex and actually think that someone out there cares where and how he used his "magic stick" on the subject girl. Now this statement doesn't encompass all the men; but a large percentage of them. The second reason for reviews is the most important reason. Because we don't discuss sex acts for money, reviews are a way of showing what we will or won't do. It is suppose to avoid the awkward questions like "Do you do A-levels?" (anal sex) "Do you participate in water sports?" (Golden showers) . Now for the bad part- Once the reviews are up they can't be changed. So if someone writes a review with inaccurate information, that's taking it back.

Enter the great, but inaccurate review I just received. I'm still not sure who wrote it. The handle doesn't ring a bell. The review over all was fantastic; however it had its inaccuracies. It lists me shorter than I am with a different hair color. It even has the wrong email address for contacting me. So some poor girl somewhere is probably getting some pretty interesting emails. Now comes the worst part... Every reviews requires you to answer some what type of blow job you give, how you kiss, if you do A-levels, etc. Well this review got something SERIOUSLY wrong. It says I do BBBJCIMWS (bareback blow job cum in mouth with swallow) I have NEVER done that with a client. So I wrote the site administrator asking for it to be removed. Chances are they won't but I have to at least try.....

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Pay up bitch....

Last week I had a 1st time client that lost his wallet. Now since the money situation is a sensitive issue, I generally don't ask for it until the end and the envelope hasn't been presented yet. The client owes me $600 for the session and he's been in contact with me since the appointment. Getting together with him for the money has been problematic because schedule is crazy and when I available he takes his sweet time getting back with me. Well today was the final straw! I'm a passive aggressive person so I've been REALLY nice about this. At this point, I want my fucking money and I don't care if I have get all Tony Soprano on him, I will get it.

I emailed the client about meeting tomorrow for breakfast because I'm leaving for another town tomorrow afternoon.

"I have some time to meet for breakfast tomorrow" I emailed

"Are you cooking?" client replies

He thinks he's being funny; but I don't fuck with money and don't find this cute at all!!!

"No, I'm better at cooking dinner" I reply not realizing he would take this as an invitation.

"Well then I'll take dinner" he emailed

Now I'm fucking pissed..... "Well I'm going to start charging interest"

"Alright, that will be McDonald's Dollar Menu for you then."

I'm ready to blow a gasket at this point!!!

"Don't worry I'm use to it since I'm BROKE!!!" hopefully he would get the point.

Well several hours later, I still don't have a response....I'm plotting my revenge....

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Scam....

Well its finally happened...I've been scammed and not only was it myself but another call girl as well. It all started with a phone call. Nice southern sounding guy, he knew the right names to say and had a voice that put me to ease. I verified his references and we set up an appointment for 11am yesterday. Now sometimes, in order to save money, another girl and I will share a room when our schedule permit. We like to stay in upscale locations, so sharing helps defer the cost. Yesterday was such a day. M (as we will call her here) had a 9am appointment for only an hour. This would give me plenty of time before my 11am to get ready and change out the bed linens, etc.

I received a call that morning from my client saying that he was in town early and was going to do some furniture shopping. (Note: missed hint this guy was a loser- What furniture store is open before 9am?) I got myself together and headed to the hotel where I parked and waited for M to give me the all clear. Then out of nowhere I get a full frontal flash of M as she frantically looks out the window and waves me in. I get in the room and she explains how she just got stiffed by her client. Ms first time ever getting stiffed.

I take a minute to console her and then phone my client. When I told him the room number, he said "that's M's room". I had an appointment with the same guy that just stiffed M. After several times of calling him back with no answer, we developed a plan for a set up. It will involved my former agent who got ripped off by the same guy, M, myself and the loss of four good tires. The man lives over 2 hours away so getting home with no tires will be rather difficult. They always say vengeance is dish best served cold. Well, I say don't fuck with a ho and her money!!!

Friday, January 22, 2010

Everyone's a closet ho...

I watched a HBO documentary on SW. One of the "ladies" stated that most women are closet hos. Whether you fuck for money, fuck for dinner or fuck for a nice future, you are a ho. Be it the Housewives of (insert show geography here) or the poor college kid just trying to get a nice meal, we are all whores in life. Some women are just smart enough to exploit the fact that men think with their penis more often than their brain. (read $$$$)

Escorts don't provide an opportunity to cheat. Trust me, there are just as many horny women out there willing to give it up for free. What we do offer (in most cases and for a price) is the opportunity for a man to be with a woman out of his league or more open minded in bed. While I won't do "everything", I offer way more than what they are getting at home. Additionally, there are some men that just love variety. One day its big boobs, the next super skinny. I wonder if that's what the author was thinking when the phrase "Variety is the spice of life" was for thought :)

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The offer....

I met with a first time client today. During the meeting he made an offer to me. The exclusivity of me in exchange for a townhome on the water and $7k a month. Now almost ALL clients lie to you and I have no trust in them until proven wrong. As a call girl, you hear everything and the more we discuss things in the ho support group the less faith in my clients I have.

Back to the offer. While this is a VERY nice offer I just don't know if I can do it. Am I crazy? I'm really starting to think so. Adam is a very nice, intelligent and decent looking guy. He could probably use to lose about 30lbs; but otherwise very nice. I've been reveling over the proposition in mind. I would live by myself in said townhome and all expenses would be paid. The 7k would be for my bills and spending money. With that said, I wouldn't be allowed to date anyone and would be required to have sex with him whenever he wanted. Additionally, all the hard work I put into going independent will be for nothing because I will have to take everything down and lose my clients.

I have another friend who is also a call girl. This deal would be her dream. Somehow its not mine. I know my give them an inch and they take a mile. Taking this offer would be a huge sign of trust on my part and trust to someone I DON'T know. This is my only source of income and at any moment he could take that money away from me and then what? I feel like this is dangerous territory. I think if I took the offer, my life would no longer be my own. Decisions, Decisions...

The long awaited post...

Since my last post (the break up), I've been busy setting up as an independent, suffering a mini-emotional breakdown and finding out I have the best friends a girl could as for.
Going independent was not as easy as I thought it would be. Its more time consuming than difficult and screening everyone is a nightmare. But this is the price I pay to have a say in who I see and when I see them. I've been weeding through emails of people who either think this is and wanting freebies or true prospective clients.

Finding the right prospective client is really hard. Ideally you want a regular. Surprisingly, sleeping with the least amount of people for the most amount of money is the goal of this job. Sometimes you get actual pleasure from sleeping with someone and other times its a true job. A client that tips is also nice. We had a talk at the ho support group the other day about tipping. I see a wide variety of clients, some extremely wealthy and some that had to save their change to come see me. On average its the blue collar workers that tip the most often, and in some way it means more that they tipped because you know just how hard they worked for it.

Well back to grind...literally ;)

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

The break up....

Well it happened. My agent and I broke up, or at least our parting seems that way. Its been a long time coming and I have absolutely NO hard feelings about how things have turned out. He's a great guy who afforded me an opportunity that I might not have realized was out there. However, dealing with my agent is a bit tricky. He has a big ego, so you have to tread with care. Everything has to appear to be is idea and although I really need his help, I practically beg for his wealth of knowledge. Those that know me, know I'm a no nonsense kind of girl. I'm direct, straight to the point and will typically not kiss ass. I'm a passive A type personality. This gets me in more trouble than not with clients. Today was an exception. I need my agents help and truth be told, we actually need each other.

Now, I'm beginning the daunting task of starting essentially my own business. Its going to be a long road ahead and I have to do it in a short amount of time. Meetings, Meetings, Meetings....

Monday, January 11, 2010

When the sexual lines get blurry....

Although I'm not looking for anything right now in the relationship department, I actually went on a first date. It was filled with all the questions I generally avoid. Last night laying in bed, I played out how this would go, how I would answer certain questions. Surprisingly, it went well. Let's face it, any amount of time in this industry and you're the queen of self avoidance and conversation turning without them even noticing. Aside from dinner, this was surprisingly like work except for the end. It felt so weird leaving, never having taken off my clothes and had sex. Work is so much easier....I know what is expected of me!!!

On another note...Damn, Washington D.C.! This is pretty messed up!!
Apparently if a woman is stopped by police in a D.C. "Prostitution Free Zone" and is carrying three or more condoms on her, she could be arrested for prostitution!!!!
Both New York City and San Francisco have followed suit with the 'three condoms and you're out' law, which not only is unfortunate for those gals who aren't sex workers, it also promotes unsafe sex for those who are! Not okay! Our ladies should be allowed to keep themselves safe from STDs no matter what! Wonder what I'd be charged with for my 40 count box of condoms???

Manage your manager....

I had lunch with some of the agency girls today. We all haven't heard from our agent for several days and were discussing our theories on what happened. That's one of the downfalls of an agency, we are constantly looking to our agent for the work. Its one of the reasons I'm considering going independent. I need more control over my own schedule. For example, right now I'm suppose to be in a city several hours away; but because of the lack of communication I'm still sitting at home...with no work. A friend of mine aways says "Don't fuck with my money." I can see her point. Sometimes it feels as if I'm managing my manager.
As we sat at lunch we all expressed interest in going independent and getting in touch...sort of an agency of independents if you will. My independent associations are all set. All I need is new pics and the balls to actually do it. Keeping my fingers crossed!!!

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Why I love my job...

I occasionally see someone personally for Its good, not great, but good. Very vanilla and at the least hint of kink he goes running. Enter my job, where nothing is taboo unless the client says it is. I thought I was open sexually; but this job has brought it to a whole new level. Dominance, strap on, anal play... you name it, I've tried it and I can choose whether or not to do so again. Its a fantasy world of sorts. I can play out a fantasy without actually affecting any "real world" relationships. God knows I don't want the awkwardness of a fantasy gone wrong with someone I'll actually see again.

On another note, I watched the season 3 Secret Diary of a Call Girl previews. Very interesting and I'm looking forward to the show beginning again. Believe it or not, I learned most everything from Belle....God love that ho.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

I would never....

You always hear people say I would never do this or I would never do that. Example someone once said I would never become a prostitute. Well, I would never be a stripper. As weird as it sounds, what goes on behind closed doors is easier to deal with than being paraded in front of men. At least with my profession there is some element of control and somewhat less sleaziness. I know, it defies all logic but just my 2 cents. Besides, I've never been a good dancer. Every now and then I'll have a client ask me to dance for them to which I reply I don't dance. I tend to look more like a chicken having a seizure than a seductress. It would really ruin the mood.

Rule #1: Know your limitations

I've learned that we can't be all things to all people. Some girls are just gifted in ways that I am not. Mostly in the Greek perspective if you get my drift. I've often wondered what doing that would do to my business; but then I've decided life's too short to compromise.
Business has been a bit slow lately. I'm sure its just due to the holidays and getting back to working schedules. The other day I had so many days off I thought I was a virgin again. And so, enter traveling. Will start next times ahead!!!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

The ho support group

Yesterday some of the girls and I got together for coffee. This was affectionately dubbed the ho support group and in a way its true. This business can somewhat cut you off from the rest of the society. Example, I meet a hot guy at the bar and generally one of the first questions out of his mouth is "So what kind of work are you in?" Sometimes, just for kicks, I tell them I'm a prostitute to which they generally laugh and ask me what I REALLY do. Another case in point, when your friends are bitching about their jobs. "My boss is terrible" or "my co-worker gossips about me." Its not like I discuss how one client tried to gag me with his penis or another client was 30 minutes late and didn't tip. Damned if you do, damned if you don't.

Back at the ho support group, we can talk candidly about clients, the industry and other call girls. Its nice to have an outlet (much like this blog is for me) for work frustration, honesty and even the social aspect of co-workers. Everyone wants to know if we talk about the clients. Yes, but generally only if we catch a client in a lie or the client does something so incredibly stupid or weird. Example, I had a client literally rub one out on my leg. I felt like I was being humped by a dog. Who can I talk to about that and will understand? My "co-workers," I love those hos!!!

Why being a call girl...

makes me a modern day feminist. Now I'm sure there are a large number of people who would disagree. I, in no way, advocate human trafficking or the drug abuse sometimes associated with low level streetwalkers. What really irritates me is our governments blatant lack of respect for the prostitution industry. They say that I am allowed to freely have sex, protected or unprotected, with as many partners as I want as long as no one pays me for it. They are essentially placing laws on what I can and can't do to MY body. Instead of viewing legalization as way to cure several problems, they want to hold fast to laws that should have been legalized long ago.

Legalization would bring reform to the industry. Firstly, men will always have sex for money. I can't begin to understand it and certainly can't explain why. My only reasoning is that it is easier to deal with a professional and know what to expect then to have some girl approach them at dinner with their family. Trying explain the hot blond to their wife would be difficult. With me, we don't know each other outside the confines of the room. I'm not here to date them or make them leave their wife and I won't go crazy when they don't call.

Now back to legalization, since men will always have sex for money, why not use this industry to implement strict health standards like in Nevada and allow another revenue source to be added to the tax base. Sounds great right? If only there was a way to tell the men in Washington that I can do whatever I want with my own body! Yes, this is the next front for feminism.

Monday, January 4, 2010

Everyone gets a nickname....

There are simply too many clients with the same names. I'm great at remembering faces, not so much with names. To remedy this problem every client gets a nickname. There's boat Bob, Air traffic controller Bob, contractor Bob and Bob Hart; but every now and then a client does something so unusual he gets a special nickname.

Case in point- The rubber band man. The rubber band man is a client that I have seen twice. Each time he has difficulty maintaining an erection. This could be due to several issues including blood pressure medicine, erectile dysfunction issues, nerves, etc. The rubber band man, as you may have guessed, brings a rubber band to every appointment. As torturous as it sounds, he wraps this rubber band around his penis to keep it hard thus giving him the nickname Rubber band man.

Then there is fat boy Troy who is a little bit over weight and has the school girl obsession and Little Drummer Boy who likes to beat his penis on my leg until he has an orgasm. Weird as it may sound, it proves that sex is not a "one size fits all." That ecstasy feeling comes to different people in different ways. Whether through humiliation, being dominated or just plain vanilla sex, we must always be open sexually to our partners needs.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

There is a thin line between...

Client and escort. These lines, while should be clear, sometimes get crossed. Take my appointment last night with Daddy Dave. It was a dinner date at a 5 star resturaunt so needless to say it was very expensive. He has been a bit inconsiderate of my time. Trying to stretch more time for no money. In my line of work time=money. This is the point at which the inch becomes a mile and the client sees what he can get away with. A lot of times the client will try to rationalize this by the price of the dinner or some other added value thing. This is the point at which I need to determine if the client is trainable or if I should cut him loose. This process is a lot like determining whether or not you want to continue dating someone.

Pros: He buys me gifts and takes me to nice resturants.
Cons: Doesn't pay market rate when pushing for extra time. Slightly over emotional when it comes to me.

Result: Talk to him next time and give it one more chance. If no improvement...cut him loose.

The client has to remember its not personal its business. This is obviously a hard concept due to the personal nature of our business; but necessary. My time is my money!!!