So I’m all healthy again and back to work. Yay. It makes me happy. I think taking all that time off reminds me that I do really love my job. I kinda had a run of trolls prior. Less fun. Since returning, I’ve had much more desirable men. Ha ha. It’s been good.
I had a client yesterday afternoon, and he was weird. Not weird bad, weird different. It started out funny, and I feel kinda bad for the guy. He just wanted a BJ, but we don’t do that. We aren’t hired out for our services we’re hired out for our time. That’s what makes it legal. So he first phoned and I talked to him, and he told me what he wanted, but he didn’t want to pay the half hour rate for just a BJ, so sorry about your luck friend. He calls back a little while later and tells the girl at the agency what he wants and if they can accommodate that. Man, she gave him an earful! Ha ha. What makes it legal is the premise that the agency doesn’t know what we do with our time, otherwise it’s earning income on the avails of prostitution or something like that – illegal. So I get the call again, and the girl is like “I don’t know if you want to see this idiot but…” I laugh and take the call. When I get to his place I explain the rules to him. “It’s like fight club. First rule of fight club is you do not talk about fight club” I also tell him, what she told him; that he’s paying for my time, not my services, so he might as well get the full meal deal. And this is where it gets weird. It was like we made love. We just fed off each others energy. It was like Realme sex. We held hands, fingers all intertwined, and just stared at each other so intensely. So sensual.
My second client of the evening called right at the end of the night. I had a call previous to him, but it was for just half an hour, and I would have had to do my make up, and at 2:30 AM, it’s just not worth it, so I turned him down saying I only do hour calls at that time of night. He was a call who saw my picture on line, so turning him down wasn’t the best idea for my stats at work, but, still… it was 2:30 in the morning. Luckily for me, it paid off and I got an hour long call. The hotel was close to my place so I was able to get there quite quickly. He was a funny guy. We chatted for a while. He asked me how old I was, and I told him my internet age, and he told me his age, then he said how old are you really? I laughed and told him. I think it’s funny how they know every thing we say is a lie. We were the same age. He’s a consultant for a company that owns one of the big office buildings down town. As I get older I come in contact with more and more successful people my age, and I can’t help think that I zigged when they zagged, and that’s why they’re doing so well. It’s like I was given the road map to life in high school, but I threw it out. Anyway we had a good time. He was good for the ego. He was absolutely crazy about everything I did. He wanted a bj, but I told him that was extra. And he questioned whether it was worth it, so I took his thumb and started sucking on it. He was up grabbing for his wallet so fast! I need to change my mindset about all of this. This is a business. I need to start milking these guys for every penny I can get out of them. I kinda feel guilty about it, like I’m coming across as greedy. And no one likes to be reminded that they’re paying for it. I need to get better at this. I feel like I could be making much more money.
Alright, advice please. I squirt. And the men, they love this. And if I could advertise this, I could make a killing, but I don’t know how to phrase it, so it’s not smutty. Any tips? I need to sit down and look at other girls ads, see what they’re writing.
Speaking of looking at ads, just for kicks I checked out the male escort scene. There aren’t that many! I’m surprised, and not surprised at the same time. So many guys say that it would be awesome if they could do it, but I really don’t think there is a huge market for it. However, I think that might be greatly underestimated. I think women are stuck being prudes. Male escorts are cheap though! I was shocked! Ha ha. From what I’ve learned my agency charges at the high end of the scale in the city, but still, these guys are earning a third or less what I charge. It makes it even more tempting. I’m so ridiculous. I’m too shy to do it. How retarded is that??? The idea of having someone over makes me just want to giggle and blush. But at that price, I could have me the perfect fuck buddy. Maybe. He’s still a person. I find that so many people are attractive until they open their mouth and start talking. But he wouldn’t have to talk! I know it’s only a matter of time before I work up the nerve to do this. Ha ha. They also do in calls. I see the appeal to that, but I wouldn’t want to go to their place. I’d much rather they come to my home. Is that a control issue? I don’t know.
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