Subdued

We all do stupid things from time to time, some more then others. When it came to being an escort though I really was not trying to take too many risks. Yet there were a few times that I did. If anything goes wrong in a session the only thing I had to rely on were my own reflexes, so doing things that dull them were never in my best interest. Even so, if I had time to go grab food I would often also grab a drink, and a few times I got a little wavy.

Once I was in the suburb of Philadelphia, and dropped by a Houlihans for a late lunch. Afterwards I went back to my room, freshened up, and layed in bed waiting for my next encounter, which was a first timer. Mind you I was pretty done in from 3 glasses of wine, what can I say the bartender was cute. I lucked out greatly that day, as the fella that walked through my door turned out to be a huge sweetie pie. Just one of those Teddy bears. I don't recall any details :) but I did become his ATF and he did become a regular. In conclusion sometimes being drunk helps.

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.

Friends to hos

There has been so much that I have been meaning to write, but things were a bit hectic lately. I moved in with my sister and I am very happy about that. You will not find a cooler chic. I am still not fully settled in, we are working on making some more space for me since we are currently in a one bedroom apartment, so no at home booty calls for us, but it is very worth it.

When I first started escorting I of course thought about getting some f my girlfriends into it. A couple have jokingly, or desperately said maybe, but none of them have really taken me up it. Then there was my sister, after a year of being in the business myself I told her what it was that I was doing, and the next thing I know she joined in with an agency herself. After a couple months she decided it was not for her and that has been it for me bringing other people in, until now.

During a session with one of my beloved regulars he mentioned a fantasy that he has had for some time. The fantasy was pretty tame and i was totally up for making it a reality, I love pleasing my clients. The next chance I got to talk to N, my best friend, I asked him for his help, with a decent monetary incentive of course. I got the details ironed out for everybody and set the date. Things could not have worked out more perfectly. I made N arrive early so that we can get comfortable, and because I knew it would be very likely that he would be late (he was by ten minutes). The client arrived right on time, they introduced themselves, and we got going. I went down on N to get him hard and show off his large size while the John watched, listened, and pleasured himself. N and I switched to doggy and went at it, till he fake busted a nut. He took a shower and the John and I stayed behind to chat and have our own love making time.

He could not have been happier with how things went and I was beaming with pride for N and myself. Afterwards I met up with N at a bar and we celebrated with friends well into the next morning :)

Pain in my tush

I have just booked my hotel and train for tomorrow. I am so not looking forward to the four hours of travel that are awaiting me. Not even to mention all the walking that will be invloved. But it needs to be done, and I know that once I arrive my mood will change completely. There are parts of this job that are so easy and so pelasant (the sessions) and then others that are just a pain in the buttox (everything else). Especially since I no longer drive, funny, I have not been driving in a year and a half. Pretty impressive. I do miss the freedom, but I do not miss the crazy people that are on the road.

Other thing besides travel that I hate doing is writing my advertisements. It is such a pain to come up with some new, witty, clever, and seductive all at the same time. Of course the wad of money at the end is always helpful, unless I end up with cancelations like last week. I had 3 appointments booked and two of them canceled, well actually once canceled at the last minute (he didn't like the hotel) and the other was a NCNS. I hate it when I put all this work into something only to come out with barely making anything.

I have only been advertising on one board recently, but I am starting to think that needs to change. So here goes nothing, aka me trying out another board.