Some times it can be the best job in the world. An example of this is when having met a client for the second time, he admitted to me how his life had turned a corner since meeting me. He said he had grown in self confidence and although he still doubted himself and his ability sexually, he realised that he still had lots to offer (or at least this was the sentiment of the conversation). In some ways prior to meeting me he was going through life blinkered, because he never saw himself as someone worth dating and all of a sudden his eyes had been opened and he was noticing signs of interest and actually had a love interest.
Having this conversation was good for me. I know my job works on many levels and the act of sex really has very little to do with it all, although of course is relevant. Being able to meet someone without the worry of rejection, being able to be intimate with someone who knows what they are doing, is happy to respond and not just be intimate with you, but enjoy your company, may be something that isn't always there and we spend so much time working and looking after other people, sometimes our own needs are neglected. I love that I am able to restore the equilibrium, help to destress and relax someome who probably hasn't given themselves 5 minutes to unwind in weeks or months or even longer.
Another chap I met recently appears to have a very similar background to myself. I think it may have occurred to both of us at some point that if we had met 20 years earlier, we may have even ended up together. Life has a funny way of working in parallels. You could be living an identical life to someone you pass by in the street and never actually know them. How do you know when you are walking by the person you are meant to be with? However, without all the complications and worries of 'life' we simply get on very well, enjoy each others company and feel very natural in each others presents, although I may be bringing out his wicked side, as I for some reason get that vibe from him and want to see how it develops.
These are examples of the great side of escorting, but sadly they are not all like that. Unfortunately the job also includes a smattering of pure 'fantasists'. Men that never or just occassionally actually use Escorts, but in the main enjoy using up as much of their time as they can via text or email. Only this morning I had a text off a gent who has spent many a happy hour trying to wind me up and bate me. Of course when I was new to Escorting I was an easy target, but over a year in I won't accept the timewasting so lightly.
He sent me a text asking me if I could see his this morning for an incall and unusually for a Sunday, yes I am. I agree to meet him and we're all happy. I have a few things I need to do in preperation, including family responsibilities and am trying to do these things while he continues to text me about anything he can think of, such as, 'do I remember', 'do I mind', 'can he have a shower' blah blah. Bearing in mind he originally wanted to meet at 10.30am my fuse finally flipped when he decided he needed to go home to get cleaned up before coming over and wanted to move the time to 12pm after I told him 11.30am was latest due to other bookings.
Why do this? Why take up my whole morning talking drival when all he had to do was book the time and be here? Why talk when you can do? I've never really understood this. We have met twice before, so it's not like he needed to be reassured that I was right for him. He knows what I look like and what I enjoy doing. He's also miraculously gone from being Dom to being sub and I'm not very Domme, so goal post change!
I guess I am annoyed. We have Christmas around the corner, I have presents to wrap, the house to prepare and make nice and cosy for the cold nights in and food to cook and I've been attached to my phone all morning. Perhaps I should be firmer with myself and when I decide someone is a timewaster literally change their name on my phone to indicate this and take the identity away. That way I don't think, Hmmm... I wonder if they are being sincere this time? I wonder if they have changed? I wonder if they really do want to meet this time? Only to find that the same old rubbish is regurgitated in a slightly different form.
There is also the liberty taker. The one that knows you don't do bareback, but thinks they can get away with it if they try enough times, or the one that doesn't actually listen, but likes to push limits and play games. Or lastly the one that promises you the earth (despite you not asking or wanting it) thinking they will get a better service (which they won't as I always give 100%) and then they never deliver. Really, why do it?
In all honesty, the pro's do out weight the con's ten fold, but what a shame they are there at all. If you do find yourself playing games with some poor escort for your own amusement, just stop for a moment and remember that she is a human, with responsibilities and a life. This is a job, not who she is. You could be taking work away from her and that is not nice or funny, but selfish and thoughtless. Remember we all have bills to pay and your Tom foolery is not helping her pay hers.
For those of you who know how to treat a woman and enjoy using escorts. Thank you for being who you are and for making my job far more enjoyable than I ever thought it possible. I geniunely love my job and it is because of men like you.
Kate x
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