Hello everyone, Bear with me, as this is a hard post to write, but it needs to be done if not for anyone else...for me. I went to work for my first Escort Agency 2 months after my 18th birthday. I worked the phones as the thought of doing anything else terrified me. The business intrigued me, it was unpredictable, hectic, bizzare and addictive to say the least. Never had I met such unusual yet exciting people. Maybe it was that I found it a bit dangerous and definately not something I would have predicted Id love doing, that kept me working. I went from answering phones, to managing agencies. It was then that I began to think about the fundementals of it all. If these agencies were making a rediculous amount of money, doing one shot deals, because no client was going to call back after the rip off tactics I had witnessed...then wouldn't an agency that actually provided the gentleman with exactly what they wanted and got the repeat business from each client...wouldnt they make 3-4 times the amount of money these rip off places were pulling in...and so The mens club was born. What a mess this was. I had just found the internet world of escorting. Hell I didnt even know review boards existed. With a few friends I set out to try and prove my theory.
I had a firm belief that you guys have definately got some raw deals over the years, you had been robbed, beaten up, lied to and taken advantage of and I was going to make a difference, I was going to work with you all instead of against you.
My first move was to establish a working relationship with a core underground client network, which shall remain nameless. I was to get a few of my girls together and bring them to a party they were hosting. of course all of the girls flaked and I was left to figure out what the hell to do now. I did the best thing I could think of...I got dressed and I went to that party...no girls to offer, but it was inportant that I went, that to me showed my integrity and I thought I would at least gain their respect. Instead, I ended up walking out of this party, I couldnt believe the way they referred to the girls out there..the things they sat around and discussed...it was worse than high school shit. I couldn't provide girls to this group knowing the way they would be ultimately treated, even if they would never hear the things said. If I did, I would be no better than these guys.
I continued to plug away with a few girls, who were unreliable, flaky and to be quite honest a pain in the ass. Shortly thereafter gfeaction emerged and my little msn community grew to well over 200 members.
After months of trying to get the girls where they needed to be I finally was fed up and decided that the only way i was ever going to pull this off was to go out and do it myself.
Im no model, my body isnt perfect but I was going to give it everything i had. I talked my best friend of 12 years into working with me as a team. We were going to be everything the guys wanted and more. We burst onto this scene like an explosion. We had great reviews and my phone never stopped ringing. Finally I had done it. I had given the industry back something...I had make a difference....and what did the industry give me in return...well thats the difficult part. We have accused of having STD's, we've been called by providers asking that we quit charging such low fees, and just recently after an anonomous call to the Chandler police department was made about a major prostitution RING that was operating in my home. Ya gotta give em credit for at least beefing up the story a bit.
I know many of you have heard about this, hell someone even found it funny enough to comment on this board about it. I guess I just have no sence of humor because I wasn't amused at all. Ive had to pull my page down, I havent been able to work and this morning my car was reposessed. The industry that I had given everything I had to, ultimately caused me to lose everything. I have to tell you that nothing makes you open your eyes like going from buying anything you wanted to counting change for bread and cheese to feed your kids. Anyway...the purpose of this post is just this, everyone here is on the same side, take care of each other, protect one another...with the number of people here noone should ever run into trouble. Be loyal to those that serve you...its not all about you and most importantly be deserving of what is offered or you shouldnt be here at all. I hope this story somehow opens some eyes, and makes others appreciative of their achievements. This is my contribution to the industry, if it has to end like this so be it, but If possible I will try and make something good come out of it. Thanks for listening...I havent completely given up yet, Im just kind of fading into the background a bit to lick my wounds and figure out whats next for me. Take care, tammi