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I've been removing all my stories, and then I came across this one, and this guy's comment.
So I'm going to leave my intro, especially since I already had addressed everything this guy - who, as of this writing, has only one post to his name (ie: this comment) - had a problem with. Here's the beginning of what I wrote:
My girlfriend worked as a high-priced escort for a time. It was at the end of our relationship, she was drinking 24/7 and had lost her job. Behind my back, she started working as a sex worker.
Eventually I found out but I hung in there because she was simply not in her right mind. She was drunk most of the time and getting herself into crazy, often dangerous situations constantly. She had first tried stripping, but had ended up walking off the stage or platform, whatever she was on, and into the audience where she started making out with one of the customers, getting her fired from the club.
Believe it or not, her being an escort was just about the least of her problems. At least when she went out to work, she had a driver who was looking out for her. And although throughout the entire time, I was trying to get her to stop hooking, and even more to stop drinking, eventually the situation sort of "normalized".
I'm not going to lie! My heart would sink and my stomach drop as I would watch her get ready; often I'd be telling her she didn't have to go, "call them up and say you're not working tonight", etc etc. Sometimes she'd listen, but when she'd call the woman at the agency, she'd get talked into it.
The fact that she'd pull in thousands of dollars a night helped assuage some of my concerns - that she had a job that paid well, even if she showed up drunk, made me relax that she wasn't going to be thrown out on the street, she was going to make rent. (by this point, I had moved out). On top of that, it seemed - at least at first - that she actually drank a little less when she was working. She still drank, but I guess the "work time" helped space out the drinks. This is the way it seemed at the time, anyway.
Also, I had talked to her about her feelings about the job. She said she loved it, and started to cry. "These men are so lonely." She was drunk, but this was the real her. This is one reason guys go crazy about her. She has limitless empathy, always kind, always sees the good in people, often to a fault. We all know the type. A wide-eyed innocent combined with pretty, sexy and cute. A fatal combination, lol.
She said she could see how happy she made them, how they all lit up when she walked in, how they fell in love with her and asked for her over and over again. She'd kiss them, she'd make them feel good. Ok, well......I wasn't exactly thrilled my gorgeous brilliant, talented girlfriend (or my ex-girlfriend, where ever we were at at the time, it was a bit of a grey line) was an escort but....... if she wanted to be the hooker with a heart of gold, who was I to stand in her way? She was making money, if this was what she wanted.......ok, fine. I'll work on getting her to cut back on her drinking. That's what's important. Not my bruised ego.
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The One Thing That Gave Me Reprieve
So......obviously......through this whole thing, there's a part of me that wants to know: do her clients ever try to ti.........
.....and I'll leave it there.
I must say reading your post left me quite speechless, and I can't even figure out why did I feel this way. It is hard for me to understand why did you continue to be with her in a relationship, although she was offering her services mostly to old men with money who were looking to get an escort. Of course, the tickling part was great and fun to read, but overall it made me ask myself about the kind of relationship the two of you had. I say so because I can't image myself accepting the fact that my girlfriend is working as a hooker, working at night somewhere where she might be unsafe.
So I'm going to leave my intro, especially since I already had addressed everything this guy - who, as of this writing, has only one post to his name (ie: this comment) - had a problem with. Here's the beginning of what I wrote:
My girlfriend worked as a high-priced escort for a time. It was at the end of our relationship, she was drinking 24/7 and had lost her job. Behind my back, she started working as a sex worker.
Eventually I found out but I hung in there because she was simply not in her right mind. She was drunk most of the time and getting herself into crazy, often dangerous situations constantly. She had first tried stripping, but had ended up walking off the stage or platform, whatever she was on, and into the audience where she started making out with one of the customers, getting her fired from the club.
Believe it or not, her being an escort was just about the least of her problems. At least when she went out to work, she had a driver who was looking out for her. And although throughout the entire time, I was trying to get her to stop hooking, and even more to stop drinking, eventually the situation sort of "normalized".
I'm not going to lie! My heart would sink and my stomach drop as I would watch her get ready; often I'd be telling her she didn't have to go, "call them up and say you're not working tonight", etc etc. Sometimes she'd listen, but when she'd call the woman at the agency, she'd get talked into it.
The fact that she'd pull in thousands of dollars a night helped assuage some of my concerns - that she had a job that paid well, even if she showed up drunk, made me relax that she wasn't going to be thrown out on the street, she was going to make rent. (by this point, I had moved out). On top of that, it seemed - at least at first - that she actually drank a little less when she was working. She still drank, but I guess the "work time" helped space out the drinks. This is the way it seemed at the time, anyway.
Also, I had talked to her about her feelings about the job. She said she loved it, and started to cry. "These men are so lonely." She was drunk, but this was the real her. This is one reason guys go crazy about her. She has limitless empathy, always kind, always sees the good in people, often to a fault. We all know the type. A wide-eyed innocent combined with pretty, sexy and cute. A fatal combination, lol.
She said she could see how happy she made them, how they all lit up when she walked in, how they fell in love with her and asked for her over and over again. She'd kiss them, she'd make them feel good. Ok, well......I wasn't exactly thrilled my gorgeous brilliant, talented girlfriend (or my ex-girlfriend, where ever we were at at the time, it was a bit of a grey line) was an escort but....... if she wanted to be the hooker with a heart of gold, who was I to stand in her way? She was making money, if this was what she wanted.......ok, fine. I'll work on getting her to cut back on her drinking. That's what's important. Not my bruised ego.
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The One Thing That Gave Me Reprieve
So......obviously......through this whole thing, there's a part of me that wants to know: do her clients ever try to ti.........
.....and I'll leave it there.
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