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A New York Escorts Confessions
A Tale of Two Cities
My back. His freelance gig. My friend’s birthday party. His niece’s christening. My “work thing that I couldn’t get out of.”
And then. Success.
In the end, M and I nixed The Body Exhibit and went instead to The Film Forum to see Yang Ban Xi, a Chinese documentary about the Disney-esque revolutionary spectaculars staged during the Cultural Revolution. My idea. I was flipping through the paper one day, saw it advertised and thought to myself, gee, how come no one calls me up and says, “Hey Alexa, would you like to go see this?”
The movie didn’t disappoint. Apparently Mao’s wife was this failed actress who got back at society by controlling the arts when she married her husband. The only operas that could be performed were these propaganda extravaganzas that featured rapturous but blank-faced women dressed in short and shapely army uniforms. They also wielded guns and ‘shot’ the enemy owners off screen. M and I alternately chuckled and were horrified.
Afterwards we shared a Toblerone at the theatre’s bar.
“Man. China is so…rich. You ever been?”
“Yeah. But not that much. Maybe three times after Tiananmin.”
Oh. Right.
You know what I love about New York? It always lets you see a different version of it through someone else’s eyes. It’s really beautiful that way. Chameleon-like and ever new.
On our way to dinner M stopped us at a tiny side street lined with expensive loft buildings. “Do you see there, about five floors up? My first squat when I came to New York the first time. Six wannabe journalists without power and water. Not a pretty sight.” He shook his head and whistled. “I look up there sometimes and I think, man, if only I knew then that all I had to do was hold onto it!”
“Seriously. Do you think every New Yorker dreams of real estate?”
“Yeah. I do. It’s the great equalizer.”
“I was once was in this cafe—you weren’t there by the way—”
M laughed.
“And I was telling my friend about this dream I had. I was walking through my living room when all of a sudden I saw there was this door I never noticed before, right? So I go in and there’s this spacious empty room. And I’m like, oh my God, I don’t have a one-bedroom. I have a two bedroom! And this complete stranger from three tables back yells out, “Wait a second. I’ve had that dream too!”
“Hey that guy was just trying to move into your apartment subconsciously.”
I laughed.
“Come on in,” he said. “We’re here.”
It was this tiny jewel-like French Caribbean place. Candle lit. Private. And the best part was we actually had to go to the bar next door to pick up a bottle of wine and two glasses.
Now I love high-end New York. Believe you me I had a full on make up session at Bendel’s last week complete with three make up artists fussing over me and pitching me products, all of which I later bought. But sometimes I miss real Boho New York. No one calls me up and offers to take me to a place where you have to leave the restaurant to get your alcohol next door.
Maybe that’s a good thing. Because after dinner my heel caught on the step leading down from the restaurant. I grabbed M’s arm to steady myself.
And then it was all Ivory soap and curry and alcohol and mint gum. The bone of his shoulder blade. His chapped lips. The cool of the lens of his glasses on my cheek, his rough working calloused hands entwined in mine.
Perfect.
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Dang girl! Talk about a good first date! Y'all bonded over NY real estate, y'all learned some history (both world and personal) and y'all made out! I gotta say Alexa...I'm kinda jealous, but I'm way super happy for you! Best of luck on date number 2!
Posted by David on Apr 8 07:56PMI would like to meet you, you sound lovely. I am jealous of M as well!
Posted by zorba on Apr 9 10:18AMI don't know. I'm sorry if it is you but the writing just isn't there for me. You left out some key points and you failed to really communicate what you were saying. And then there's the fact that you have refused to be open about your life yet you appear to be telling us everything that happens in it (not that I'm complaining - I'm just curious!). You write some amazing atricles but unfortunately this wasn't one of them.
Posted by Kait on Apr 10 04:29AMDang! What's with all the negativity in her.
She writes a lovely story of a first date, and all we can thing of to say was it's a badly written piece about a doomed relatinship.
Alexa, I for one, am thrilled you had a good time. Best of luck with date 2.
Posted by adent on Apr 10 12:16PMThe first poster has a point. You're a hooker and he ought to know that before this goes any further. Hit him with it and see what he says.
Posted by j on Apr 13 12:23PMHoorah! Oh that is too sweet.
Am now sitting on my hands waiting for part deux ;)
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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.
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I don't want to spoil the mood here but; is he aware of your line of work? And if he is not, do you keep in mind the day you'll have to tell him (hope it works out long enough to entertain the idea). And what I would like to know - by the way it's been a while you haven't wrote about past "adventures"- is did you ever had a relationship that went so far that you had to tell the person what you did for a living?
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