Interview with an escort

       Interview with an escort


      Who are you and what do you do?

I am a 22 year old girl studying English and working as an escort. 
During the day, I am a college girl who tries to take the career and at night change my life for a life of luxury and 
I dedicate myself to be the companion in parties, hotels or just enjoy dating with people of high level.

How long have you been working as an escort?

Officially I started 3 months ago, although it seems that much more time has passed.

How did you start doing this type of work, and what led you to start?

I have been interested in this type of sex work for years. When I was a teenager,
I was fascinated by sex, but it was not the carnal, but the frenzy of new sensations. 
This curiosity grew just when I was about sixteen.

Years passed, I moved to a new city to go to college, I lived alone, I had full freedom. 
I had a lot of sex with guys, though they never paid me for it. 
I found out I do not care as much about people as I thought. I built an armor without realizing it.
Eventually I made the decision to send an email to an escort agency. I felt the need to get in touch with girls who were escorts. 
I met a girl who had a few friends being a stripper in town. She started first and her enthusiasm finally led me to see for myself.

How do you think your family would react if they knew?

I am not religious. My father put a lot of emphasis on education. 
If it had not been for him, I probably would not be so skeptical. 
He taught me to question everything - including authority, which has made me become much more independent.

I would never tell what I do. Keep work and life independent, that's what I want.
How is a "normal" day for you?

It's Wednesday. I get up and go to college. 
I am in my last year of university and I have at least two hours of class every day of the week except Fridays. 
I enter the classrooms, trying to be as discreet as possible if I am late. My teacher talks about Pablo Neruda. 
I laugh at the irony of my romantic education, there is so much contrast to my work ...

I'm going home. My shifts begin at six and end at twelve; this means. 
That's why most nights I take home one or two, depending on where the client lives and what he likes. 
The client proposes dinner tonight at 10, which means that I am picked up by the driver of the agency at 9:30. 
With most of the clients I allow myself to dress the way I like; the agency encourages me to do this in order to make us feel comfortable.

I arrive at the client's apartment, greet and kiss, excuse the bathroom, to collect the envelope full of money on the table in the hall. 
I call the driver, letting him know I'm sure.
We went out for dinner. Despite my insistence on separation from work and play, the woman 
I am now is not much different from the woman I am in any other context. 
It is easy to have a conversation, laugh, jokes, even seriously discuss politics and religion. 
Let them speak; you have to know them first. 
They ask me about me, in which I give half-honest answers. We do not play in public.
To everyone else, it probably looks like you're catching up with an old friend's daughter.

In his apartment we had a glass of wine. 
I let clients start the process - most of them like to know that they have control of this experience, and 
I'm small enough to play to be submissive. 
Most of them enjoy simple pleasures - a nude, attractive woman is often enough. 
In this context, you have to be vocal about your wishes, as it is a matter of consent.

We showered afterwards, separately. We must be around the bed, talking about his work week. 
This is usually an introduction to start caressing you, I start to do a massage.

The controller calls exactly 12:03 a.m. We kiss goodbye; I promise he'll pick the restaurant next week.

What is the best thing about the job you do? What is the worst?

The best of all? Instant gratification. 
This includes payment, which is given in cash, which includes the compliments, 
which are generously given without a doubt that these men are knights of old school.

Worst? Juggling. Moonlighting is exhausting in any context and both this job and my education requires a fair amount of mental stimulation.


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