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A New York Escorts Confessions
Curiouser
It is Alice, she of Wonderland fame, who says during the course of her journey: “Things just get curiouser and curiouser.”
Sometimes I’m pretty sure I must be Alexa in Wonderland. How else to explain how I managed to see a double feature of Repulsion and Belle de Jour with M.
He’s been pretty much out of town since our first date but luckily we have managed to talk via cell, email, and IM about every three days. Too bad no one’s come up with technology to make out long distance, huh?
I happened to mention to him off the cuff how funny I thought it was that Repulsion and Belle De Jour, both classic Catherine Deneuve pictures, were playing in New York in the theatres at the same time. I said I thought it would be fun to do the fifty-yard-dash to see both flicks in the same day, sprinting from downtown to uptown and the East Side to the West in record time. Then I’d take myself out to a bistro for a nice burgundy and steak frites. I hadn’t done something like that in a long time, just devote an entire day to being a cinephile. Isn’t it funny how the little things can somehow seem so decadent?
Turns out M is a total Polanski freak. He loves the weirdness of Rosemary’s Baby and claims he still gets spooked every time he has to walk by The Dakota, the gothic apartment building on West 72nd where the film was shot. Then he told me this hysterical story of how his little brother was so traumatized by The Tenant that he wouldn’t put his baby teeth under his pillow for the tooth fairy after he saw it.
Well on the appointed day of my little cinematic excursion, I got a call from M. “Hey!” I chirped.
“Hey yourself. So what time are we going?”
“Wait. You’re here? You’re back?!” Hot dog. This was the best news ever.
“I checked the paper. We could do Belle De Jour at 4:45 and then Repulsion at 7:35.”
“Which puts us downtown near many a fabulous French Bistro.”
“I’ll see you there!”
So I slipped on a little black thing and my fabulous new Corset Belt and set off. It was only as I was emerging from the subway and into the sunlight that I suddenly thought to myself WHAT THE FUCK WAS I DOING.
I had just invited a boy I liked to come see a movie with me about a woman who was leading a double life. Who didn’t know that the girl he liked (namely me) was also living a double life. A different kind of double life to be sure. Belle is an upscale Parisian who moonlights as a prostitute in order to get back in touch with her sexuality. I was an Upper West Sider who worked as an escort, not a prostitute, in order to get back in touch with her wallet.
Wait. What was I worried about? Bunuel, the director, sets it up so maybe it’s all a fantasy anyway. And there’s nothing wrong with fantasies. And there was nothing wrong with seeing the movie with M and—
And that’s when I got all self-conscious and weird.
As soon as M saw me he took my hand, which normally would have turned me as gooey inside as well, a milk dud. This time I just felt like a dud. The whole movie I just sat and squirmed. M somehow took this as being hunger-related.
“You look like a girl who needs a power bar,” he said as the credits rolled.
Really? I felt like a girl who needed a valium.
Afterwards we made our way down to The Film Forum, the site of our happy and carefree first date, for Repulsion, Polanski’s scarefest about a fragile woman who when left alone for a week by her roommate/sister becomes a serial killer. My favorite sequence—normally—is this trippy scene where hands come out of the hallway walls to grab and fondle Deneuve’s character. This time it felt like she was me and the hands were hands from my past, pushing me, dragging me down by the hair. I started obsessing that someone in the audience was going to turn out to be a client and was going to call me to the carpet as soon as the lights went up.
Needless to say, I could barely make it through dinner. And now M hasn’t called.
Do you think I screwed up?
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Alexa.....don't be anal....he is as smitten as you.....enjoy.....he will call, if you don't first....the dilemma is how to transition into fucking (pardon my frankness) each others brains out..........or am I totally wrong?
Posted by Rex on May 2 05:10PMGuys never call back right away. They dont wanna seem too desperate. Our ego's our way too fragile to be crushed by powerful woman such as yourself. So dont worry about the movies y'all saw. I doubt that had any impact on his views of you. I mean, he did call that day, cuz he wanted to be with you, right? Yeah...so...dont worry about it. Instead, call him. I'm telling you right now...guys find it hot when girls call...
Posted by David on May 2 10:51PMYou should listen to an old Kinks song called "The Destroyer" Here's a couple of lines
You blowing it all with paranoia
You’re so insecure you self-destroyer
You should be blowing him...:)
If you're ashamed of your job or think he can't handle it, either quit it or quit him. Stop lying to an innocent man.
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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.
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