Thursday, January 28, 2010

I know you like the perverted posts better.


I met this guy...his name was Kevin or Mike or Dave or Jim or something. He had a name, that much I know. He was middle aged..maybe 40+ normal guy, had a family...wife..nice car and was a regular date of another girl. She and I were never very close...but often guys want to pick up more than one girl..and if you agree to do it you need to be choosy because lots of the girls are gross and dirty and weird. She was hot...clean "looking", wore glasses..looked normal. She had this regular date and they picked me as their third one day. (This is not my only experience w/ a man/woman...I am making a mental note to write a post about the others. But this time was different as it was a prostitute picking up another prostitute. It wasn't a bf/gf or husband/wife team looking for a weekend "experiment". And for the record...when it is a bf/gf, husband/wife combo one of them always seems to want it more than the other and it can get sort of tense).

This post is not about the encounter w/ the girl and her regular though... this is just how I met this guy, this other girl's client. She ended up getting pregnant and since we (he and I) had met through her..I became his choice by default during her pregnancy. Pregnancy can be a big money maker - but eventually it is full term and she has to HAVE the baby..).

I used to work all over. My home base was East Van but I also worked the track on Kingsway...New West..wherever. I have even walked back lanes in the suburbs looking for a place to do my wack and had guys stick their heads out their house/apt window and ask for "service". It happens all the time...men are very opportunistic...as are the girls they hire.

It was a Friday night...late and I had just entered the 7/11 on Kingsway and Joyce. I had seen this young guy follow me for a while. He was circling the block and making eye contact w/ me but seemed nervous about how to approach. Usually I would make it easy on them...but this night I had money..I had dope...so I wasn't going to go out of my way to get the date, I didn't need to.

I go into the store expecting him to park his car in the lot and wait for me to come out. BUT in walks this guy Mike/Jim whatever his name is guy. Let's call him "Anyguy". He walks up to me fast and tells me he had seen me and noticed this other guy circling and wanted to to get to me first. Oh okay..I was always ready for someone I already knew than someone I didn't. Anyguy asked me for a ****** for $XX and I said yes, so we went to some random locale and did the date.

At the end of the date he tells me something him and his old girl "Kim" (I have mentioned her before I think) used to do. Since she was indisposed due to pregnancy he decides that I am the one to indulge his fantasies until she returns (which she did eventually...baby or no).

He tells me he wants to take me to a porno movie theater, one of the super seedy ones on Main Street..it was the "Kitten" or "Foxtrot" theater I think. Fine, I say, no problem..I have been there before. Often enough guys get a girl, buy a bunch of dope and rent the private room they have there that has its own TV w/ the movie playing. It is a gross room but there is a couch and chairs in it and as I said there is a TV..but it is a tiny TV. We can do drugs in there all day. It is $30 bucks for a few hours I think. Or it was...who knows now w/ inflation). But Anyguy didn't want to do dope and wasn't really interested in even having sex w/ me. He only ever hired me for ******** anyways.

He told me that he wanted to take me to the theater and have us go sit in the movie seats and then he would pay me to lean over and give him "oral pleasure" (as it is referred to in Pulp Fiction) and then for every guy that came up to me that wanted the same..I would get paid by the guy receiving but then Anyguy would also pay me for each man I pleasured.

This was a great idea for him and his old date (Kim) because she would get paid twice and the potential is there to make a ton of money in a short time. Guys are so creepy and excited in those places and even just seeing what I was doing would make them come and sit near us. They have no shame...I was always the only woman in the theater. It really isn't a place where a woman would want to go normally, at least I wouldn't.

Anyguy also wanted me to wear easy access clothing like sweat pants in case some guys wanted "full service". This is where I had to say no. I can't really explain to you why I wasn't into it but I wasn't. Oral sex, no problem..but not intercourse. I agreed on my terms to what he was proposing and we did it shortly there after.

It was so easy..I made a ton of money...and I was only there for about an hour (which was long enough). I didn't get w/ a huge number of men..when we did this it was a Wednesday afternoon or something.

I only went there w/ this particular individual once..and this was the last time I did a date w/ him at all. I guess I wasn't sleazy enough for him, who knows and who cares. Sure I was a prostitute but everyone has things w/in their comfort zone. On the outside it must sound ridiculous that I had a line that could not be crossed but it is true (but there are exceptions - desperate times call for desperate measures some times). Even when I DID return to the Kitten theater just to do dope in a private room w/ a date... I would be approached by men. When I would leave the room to use the washroom guys in the lobby would brazenly come up to me and ask me to go down on them in the theater...for money of course. I could leave the private room for 5 minutes and come back feeling relieved in the urinary sense and $60 richer in the monetary sense.

Someone asked me the other day if I would ever go back or do I worry that I might ever be broke and to resort to that method (selling sex) of money making again. I said "no". It is not something that a rational person does. Sure I remember how easy it was to make money, but as I said...people do things like that for various reasons..reasons that have no bearing on my life now.

I HAVE committed many disgraceful acts for money in the past...but I won't anymore. That is just how it is and I don't need to explain myself.

2 comments:

  1. it is good you have a normal life now!!! a happy one!

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  2. true everything you said

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