The Heroine - Why I Became An Escort

 

You can't be completely surprised I became a prostitute.


My early childhood babysitters were gay, so there is an openness there.


My father was a free loving hippie in his college days.

 

My mother, a sweetly flirty (yet hard to get) woman bouncing with energy and a deeply empathetic soul.

Saturdays started eating breakfast in front of the telly with a preference to RAGE over cartoons.

 

Who wasn't mesmerized by the girls on Robert Palmer's "Addicted To Love" music video?

We watched Rocky Horror Picture Show way too many times. Hmm, a 6 year old watching couple swapping and transvestism. For mum, it was the music. We danced the time warp a million times.

 

I was drawn to the characters of '80s heroines and always wanted to be one. Not in the "yeah girl power" kind of way, but in the classic, sweep a man off his feet way.

 

Daryl Hannah in Splash rescues Tom Hanks, a businessman who hadn't found his someone special and completely brings him to life. And Kelly Le Brock in Weird Science. As a geek lover, I wanted to be the hot chick the boys could never get, have some fun casting a bit of magic, and turn them into confident men, sending them out into the world to find their purpose and happiness. These were definitely the kind of women I wanted to grow up to be.


When I came of age they tightened the harness a little and kept me in check. Sex was never a taboo subject, but I still to this day carry my father's advice when it comes to sex. And that is "respect your body, and only accept someone who also respects you". Fortunately I never made any bad decisions with boys and didn't get into trouble.

 

I also have a really good bullshit-o-meter.

I lost my virginity at 18 to a wonderful man not much older than me. I had a long wonderful relationship but I still never played the field. I remember him asking me at 23 if I'd ever have a threesome. I reacted with a big hell no, but as time went on I found myself fantasizing about such things.

 

A few years years later we would go swinging and couple swapping. Ever the nerd, I was intimidated by the glamour couples, and the creepy couples, the jealous types and the couple where one person isn't really that into it and just "talking one for the team". The quiet couples were the hardest. You couldn't tell if they enjoyed your company or not. And then there are the couples who would go swinging every weekend like a hobby. I wondered if they ever had time to have sex with just each other vanilla style. They are what I call sex hobbyists. So after a little dabble in that scene, I decided it wasn't for me.

I fantasized about stripping and sex work.


I decided that I would rather try it and quit if I hated it, than never try it and regret that I didn't. Ironically, and I forgot about this until a few years ago, I was in Kings Cross in Sydney with my parents one evening. I was 5 years old. According to my parents, there was a street worker in all her '80s getup and whore finery. I went up to her and stroked her hot pink stockings and said to my mum, "when I grow up, I want to be just like her". Ha! Oh God, if only my parents knew.

Working in retail customer service roles always had me working 2 jobs. With a mortgage and being on a minimum wage, I never spent money on holidays. And food was something you did simply to get fed. Now my diet is so vast. I get to explore my culinary dreams with my dinner date clients. I get to eat healthy foods at home and go to some of the best restaurants in the country with my clients. Even so, I still love a fish and chip date on the beach though. ;-)

 

So after having never got ahead financially, or had the opportunity to explore life and the world, I got the courage to try sex work.

 

Yes, I came for the money. However, I have stayed for the people. I have stayed because I fell in love with you. Yes, all of you! The fun, the boring, the twisted and unusual. It is certainly never a dull day in the escort world.


You showed me fine dining. You showed me travel. You showed me escapism, fantasy and role play. With every adventure, I pay it forward to my new clients and expose them to new experiences. In recent years, I have discovered my calling and I am known as a companion.

 

2017 in Chinese numerology is a number 1 year. It is about new beginnings.

 

Let us tick something off that bucket list together because life is to be lived!

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

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November 9, 2017

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