A. I’m a educated self assured women who wants to get into the business and have real relationships with a few rich men.
B. I’m the worlds best lay so i should be getting paid for it.
To person A: go find a rich boyfriend because with all your self perceived super smarts you have bought into the TV movie aspect of the high priced call girl. Oh and I’m not helping you.
To person B. Go fuck for free, to get your need for your super fucking skills ego stroked. its not about how well you fuck, its about how well you service your clients needs. Oh and I’m not helping you.One of my major complaints with my life as a hooker is the entitlement issues i have to deal with. I have written about this a lot, how i cant stand entitlement how it gets under my skin, how i dont react well to those that have that particular issue. So it really chaps my hide when some self proclaimed PhD wanna be hooker asks me to mentor her out of the kindness of my cold black bitter heart. Fuck you, I spent years learning my craft, to find my way in and out of this sex for money world, i did it though trial, error, the seat of my pants and my god given ability to think on my feet. I’m not about to give up all i know to a complete fucking stranger because she thinks i should. Entitled bitches can kiss my ass just as hard as entitled hobbyists.
I did muse to a friend at lunch yesterday after reading her portions of the latest email beg for part of my soul that maybe this latest hopeful should be a ho considering how much she thought she was owed by strangers. I see way to much if that attitude in an industry that’s supposed to be service oriented. Way too much.