I am much more of a slut or a whore than a prostitute, although I will freely admit to prostituting myself at times. It just seems like "whore" is a more fitting word for me.

I trade my time for money.  Clients keep buying my time because of what I do and how well I do it.  

Whatever you think you are, I agree 100%

owever that's social conditioning. Our viewpoints are formed early in terms of what's considered socially acceptable and for most part, the easier option for most is to remain unchallenged, unstimulated and go from birth to death having never actually lived

You might be many things, but what you do does define you.

..not a prostitute. Nice try though.

Nice play on words there.

I do my job no matter where it takes me because if I don't my handler will make life miserable.  I pretend to enjoy what I'm forced into doing because I need the money and can't find some better way to make it.  So I wear a facade, smile, do whatever is asked of me.  And when I leave I count the bills and think it could be worse, I could be working at McDonalds.

I always knew I was a special kind. Being bad excites me. Sex is beautiful. Why not make a business out of it?

Using this analogy, I'm often a high priced hooker, the only bad feeling the client could have is that they may think I charge to much. Others probably think I don't charge enough. I'm always on time, do what I say I'll do, hold their hand as much as necessary. Do things that they can't understand, and almost always leave them a lot happier that they saw me. Sometimes I let them take pictures. It could be similar to rimming, they can't see what I'm doing but its effective. Sometimes they see me for 15 minutes often with a nice meet and greet prior to our "date". Sometimes I'm there for days. Longer visits I always bring a second provider sometimes enough guys for a serious gang bang. I don't take credit cards. I'll take a personal check but prefer cash. Sometimes I even give them the dreaded up sell but at least it comes with some additional time, and props.
 

Made boo-coo bux flogging the corporate line.  No wonder I love other hoes.

I only put in a few hours of real work everyday, and I hope to stay under the radar and that no one notices.
When I do work though, I put a good effort - and so far, this has enabled me to get passing reviews.
Not sure how long I will keep doing this, but the money is pretty damn hard to walk away from.
Once I save up enough, I will probably move on to do something I'm passionate about.
But I must say, I'm pretty much a natural at my job, and most that I service seem happy.
And if they aren't and let others know?  Well, I'll do what I have to in order to protect my reputation.

Silly comparison. If you were trying to make a point you missed. You were equating "prostituting" with simply contract works or employment in general.

I always understood when you accept money for SEXUAL performance, then you are a prostitute.  Doing someone's taxes, waiting tables in a restaurant, or cutting clients hair in a barber shop is not prostitution.  Porn stars are prostitutes, but have argued that what they do is artistic, so are usually not hounded by the police.

but please don't tell my Momma cuz she still thinks I plays da piano in a whorehouse."
But I dint play cheep!

All anyone does, as far as work goes, is exchange something of value for another thing of value.  in the case of sex work, it's sex (of some form or another) for money.  

that I strategically provide OTC time to strengthen relationships and de-commoditize my services. But then there is a cost associated with replacing my services, whereas switching providers is not only cost free but fun. Making oneself stand out and securing a book of repeat business strikes me as one of the hardest things providers do....especially since I imagine there are some repeat clients they don't want, i.e. the lovestruck and the boundary pushers. So if I'm a prostitute I have it pretty easy...for now. I'm threatened more by technological innovation than are escorts...but who know what the future may bring?

For most of us, what we do is merely a means to an end.  

Everything you think, say or do defines who you are. On another thread a gal said she 'hooks' but is not a hooker. Yes, you might also be something else, like a teacher, a secretary, etc., but you are also a hooker. You can be more than one thing. We all are. If you pay for sex, you're a 'John'. If you accept money for sex you are a provider. Talk about major denial, you're in it!!

the sum and substance of your existence at this moment is "Anonymous, self-loathing troll on a sex board trying to judge everyone else while simultaneously passing judgment on himself."  Unless of course you're sitting under a bridge by yourself in a bad mood eating a half-eaten bag of Cheetos you found on a park bench with your hairy thumbs, in which case you're an "Anonymous self-loathing bridge troll."

I am in a prison of my own making. At a young age (early 20's) I stepped into a fairly high paying (relative to most of my friends/peers) and SUPER STABLE Union job.  I have been in this job for most of my adult life and have advanced within the organization to the 2nd highest paid Unionized job title at my place.  If I stay for another 5-6 years I will have the top spot as people retire.  Problem is, I hate my job.  I always have.  I stay for the money, the stability through some of the toughest economic times in our nation's history and for early retirement.  My sentence? 30 years with no time off for good behavior.

I've engaged in many occupations over the course of my life, from the low paid and mundane to the highly paid and highly stressful. I don't know how stressful your job is, but only a relative few can claim both high income and stability. And look at the bright side, you'll retire with plenty of lead in your pencil.

Excellent benefits, stability, career advancement, more than decent pay, whats not to like?  The dirt, the danger, the asshole managers who turn over at a rate that is astounding all without ever really understanding how the place really operates.  The fact that as a Union employee I have to deal with lazy co-workers who get paid the same I do for doing half the work with half the skill, endless ennui punctuated with short bursts of intense stress and inherent beaurocratic red tape.  Corrupt Union officials who fritter and/or steal our pension while being in bed with management to Screw us at every contract negotiation for givebacks while never getting anything other than a pitiful 1-2% cost of living raise.  

You're lucky to be able to contract your own work.

and worked jobs we loved for less pay (on an hourly basis) than many GM assembly line workers made.  

Here's one of the definitions: : to use (something valuable, such as talent) in a way that is not appropriate or respectable and especially to earn mone

The immediate question that comes up would then be: appropriate or respectable to whom? who has been bestowed the absolute authority either by the Constitution or by God to judge appropriateness and/or respectability

Maybe the concept is loving money than your own purpose or soul? "The love of money is the root of all evil" may have something to do with it ? It never said money was evil, just the love of money. (Which I believe means love above all other things - like an obsession.)

What didn't you understand about "You can be more than one thing."?  You used the word "or" where I used the word "and".  Pseudo-enlightenment? How about just common sense?

Some women chose to work at McDonalds or become cashiers for 9 bucks per hour others decide to become sex workers and take the risk involved in exchange for more pay.  
Money involved in sex industry can be addictive and some sex workers become targets of LE or pimps who would lie about their finances and offer them huge amount of money just to get them trapped.
I became sex worker because I did not want to work for Mc Donald , or to be cashier I stores.  
I also went to college I graduated while doing sex work part time.  
I am not going to apologize to no one for the decision I took because I don't consider myself a bad person. I did chose a bad profession but I am not a bad person at all!