Reflection

It has been a good chunk of time since I have stopped escorting, yet I am still holding onto some things. I did burn all of my hooker clothes, that was fun, all of the lace and chiffon lit up very quickly. On the other hand I still log onto the hooker forum. It is stranger then I thought it would be to go back to the civilian world. It is like coming out of hiding. A strange feeling not to stutter when someone asks you what you do for a living. I do not regret having done it, I maybe wish that I had gotten out a bit sooner, before it had a chance to affect me as much, but being an escort taught me a great deal of things. For one I am the best at separating sex from emotion, even to the point that I now have trouble having the sweet, romantic kind of feelings for the lucky few I procreate wih. This may have started long before I became a pro, but my career definitely sped up the process.