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A New York Escorts Confessions
Right now, right this very second, I could have been in Barcelona.
I could have been gazing at the melting spires of the Temple of the Sagrada FamÃlia. I could have been taking a deep and satisfying siesta. I could have been eating paella, drinking Rioja, heading for the hills or even the Picasso Museum.
Oh and the money I could have made. Money money money worth a month’s salary. Money towards a down payment. And the baubles that would have been bought for me. And the luxury I would have luxuriated in—
I have to stop.
My head is spinning. I can barely type.
My cousin just called. She wanted to tell me she tested positive for The Gene. For breast cancer.
If you’re a guy, you probably don’t know just how frightening this is. Imagine you’re at the scariest movie possible. Imagine that Freddy Kruger and Jason and the pod people and dead people are all in it. And suddenly all of them break out of the screen, three-dimensionalize and come after you all at once.
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America, what the hell is up your butt?
Morning emails are about Daily Candy, sample sales announcements, and how deodorant can absolutely positively cause breast cancer. They’re not supposed to be about someone you know. Who’s going to Iraq. For six months.
Maybe it’s because my birthday is coming up and fast. Maybe it’s because the market is supposedly in decline. But the fact remains that lately all my dreams have all been about real estate.
There’s the one I’ve told you about—where I open the door to a closet and find a whole other room that I never knew was there—or did know but just forgot about it somehow. There’s the one where I own a mansion and every interior design fantasy I’ve ever had is realized. The leopard room. The spare bedroom with a double whirlpool tub opposite the bed. The meditation room. The one made entirely of crochet and filled with brightly colored hammocks swinging this way and that.
Dreams are funny. Like I know how to or even like crochet.
“So do you guys like…clean your butts?
Eliza did a perfect spit take. Cat made a whoop noise that had everyone in the teahouse looking in our direction. I was laughing too hard to make any noise at all.
“I’m serious,” Agatha said. “I mean, do you?”
So this weekend one of my clients, a forty-something-year-old opthalmologist, called to tell me he was now the proud owner of a driver’s license.
Born and bred New Yorkers are America’s odd ducks. Unlike the rest of the country, they are raised with the omni-presence of public transportation. Many of them grow up without a need or even a desire to drive since they’ve already had wheels—the public kind of buses and taxis and trains—since they were old enough to walk.
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So why am I writing this blog? I have an inner exhibitionist that just needs to be let out. I've always wanted to bare myself completely in front of strangers but have always been held back by fear.
As strange as it may sound, I've never really truly bared myself in front of any of my clients. For all that they've seen, they've never seen me be me. And for all that I've seen, I simply need to share it with you!
So why should you come? To be tantalized and teased. To get release by knowing the true me.
I promise that I won't bite, and if I do bite, I'll make sure you like it!
my favorite posts
- Caveat Vendor - Part II
- Selling Out (Part III)
- Poops!... I Did It Again!
- My First Escorting Experience
- My First Lesbian Experience
- Daddy's Little Girl (Part II)
- Selling Out (Part III)
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