Ok, I would also like to know if anyone would, under an alias as well, be willing to share thier story if this has been the family business for a while. Like I said, "women of negotiable virtue" as an occupation reaches way back into my family on both sides, and I feel that is why I was more inclined to join my foremothers in the fight for a good time had by all!

Im I alone on this one too? Or in anyone else out there reared up to be geared up and go when the occasion calls for it? Im sure there are others.... please let me in on it...

Dani-Banani

I wanted to share my start for a while. I guess I didn't because I didn't know if anyone wanted to read it. But, You asked so here goes. I always felt like I wasn't the normal escort.
I grew up in Ks. and Okla. and TX. As I grew older I heard stories when I visited my granny. My granny, my Mom and aunts, and even one uncle have at one point or another have all been in the business. My granny now is open to telling me about those times. My mother acts like you could have never have done such a thing. My uncle was always open about it. So on some level grew up knowing.High sex drives run in my family.

For me I married young, at 17. I didn't start in the business till after my divorce. 20 years of being married I wasn't prepared to step out in the world alone. I went back to school and got a job. No matter how much I tried I never could quite make ends meet. I have 3 boys to support.My children don't know. I have no desire to tell them. I do not want them finding out.

I had a friend that escorted and sat and talked to her about many times. The other problem was I was horny and lonely. I tried to date, bars just were never my thing. This seemed perfect for me. I started by placeing myself with a profile on aol. I meet an escort there that lead  me to TER and helped me get a web site.

I have now been an escort for a year.  This hobby has given me many things, time with my boys, and way to live out many desires and the money has helped me to stand on my own 2 feet. I have the perfect career, I get to please and be pleased. I love what I do. I love when I open the door at my hotel and see that first look in a mans eyes.

I hate on here when I hear it is all about the money. It isn't all about the money, but the money helps. I have learned so much about myself though this. I can run my own business, and still be a desirable. That sexually I can enjoy many things, from mild to wild. I do not feel degraded, or humiliated. I do not feel taken advantage of. I guess in many ways it has been therapy for me. I have learned that I am desirable, smart, pretty. I have learned to say no if I don't want something to happen. I have learned that sex isn't love.

Kisss

This is a refreshing story.  There's something to the saying "Life is what you make it".  My dear, you have your head on straight.  Keep on keeping on!

tennis

...to do just the same, its not everyday a woman in our business can tell the world where she comes from.

Your story is truely unique and very interesting, as Im sure are all the other ladies'-- they just have to come out with them!

Dani-Banani

Your one naughty,naughty girl!

Here's one bad ass Catholic boy who wouldn't mind giving you a "tender" spanking... sprinkled in with some hot licks and kissin'...
I miss them gorgeous pictures of yours.

Cheers!

It's just another example of why this should be decriminalized.

In the previous postings of various articles debating the issue, such as the Berkeley stories, they dicuss all the negatives and what it would 'do' to the town if it were in fact decriminalized but they don't weigh it with all the good that it does or the consequences the public 'pays' elsewhere if ladies chose other options.

What if "You Asked" had just simply tried getting a job for 40+ hours a week, working low wages, paying a sitter, supporting her three boys and everyone having a very substandard life - tensions high and a lot of unhappiness. Then comes the bitter outlook and the hopelessness..Maybe she would have opted for Welfare (and we could go on about THAT for hours).

Instead, in reading what she wrote, her whole life has changed, and everything she said was positive - her self esteem, her outlook on life.
And THIS is what her boys see.

Good for you!

Now...that's a picture!

Booooiiiiiinnnnnngggggg!

Cheers!

You could have put my name at the beginning of your post. Thank you for sharing what so many others of us have experienced also in making this career choice. I am proud of the service I offer. It's time for decriminalization. We are not witches to be hunted down. We are women who have been given the ability to share one of the greatest gifts in life.

Sincerely,
Anneke

Doesn't seem like a young married Mennonite gal who lived in an Amish community would end up doing porn and escorting, but hey, it happens.
I married at the tender age of 15, and after 9 years of life with a shiftless bum, I tossed his shoes and struck out on my own. That was in January of that year, and by May I had sampled every sort of vice I could think up that didn't completely gross me out. I had fun! I started college in September, and while my grants and scholarships covered all my tuition, they didn't cover transportation, books, mortgage, utilities, child care or ANYTHING else. I had no help from friends or family in the financial area. I took in a border, but that just wasn't enough. There aren't a lot of jobs that a full time student and mom can take that pay enough to get by. I decided I could dance a couple nights a week. I went to a few bars, I watched, it didn't look so hard! I looked for the most mangy run-down lowly bar I could find, I figured NO ONE I knew would ever go there and see me. (I was wrong.) Turns out it was an on-premises bar with a downstairs 'private dance' room. I started privately dancing my first night at work. I worked two nights a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays, from 10pm to 2am, and made enough to stay off welfare and stay in school. The downside? I hated the bar. Many of the dancers were doing drugs AT the bar. The owner/manager kept booze for regulars (it was a nude juice bar). There were just so many things that could go wrong. I only stayed there three months. I was glad I left, it did get busted and closed down. I drifted on to other dance bars, none of which were on-premises, but were nicer and paid better for the dancing. I occasionally accepted an offer from a regular, and I kept several of my regulars from the on-premises bar. Eventually, I quit dancing in bars. I never liked the smokey, stinking, drink hustling, mercenary dancer feel of the places. I went to work for a couple of bachelor party agencies, one of which I stayed with for over two years. I loved that! I would go back to it without question. At the second agency the young gal who owned it went into porn, and pressured me into accompanying her while traveling - she wasn't old enough to rent a car or do certain things herself, and had no other traveling companion. While waiting around for her on sets, I was propositioned to shoot. I accepted! For three years I had a great time performing in front of the camera. Then the porn industry just sorta got icky. I'm not into gaping assholes and spitting into someone's mouth or gagging and vomiting on someone's penis. Just not my thing! I took a leave of absense that turned into ... well... now. It's been 18 months since I've been in front of a camera for filming, and at the moment, I have no plans to return. Meanwhile, a fan of mine posted about me on a local forum and emailed me to tell me, "hey, I posted about you on this website". Of course, I went to check it out. Turns out it was a hobbying forum, how nifty, I had no idea such an underground existed. Certainly not in my quiet little big city. Fascinated, I hung around and talked to people, and about a year later, decided to dip my toes into the pool. I've been going strong on the 'net since. It's so much better than meeting someone in a smelly old bar!

People ask me all the time why I don't get a job in the field I studied, or go back to school for an advanced degree, or even go back to being a secretary (which I did weekdays when I was working bachelor parties on weekends). The answer has never been about money, although, I will say that for the number of hours worked the pay is better being an escort. The real answer is that I enjoy the affirmation and attention of the people I get a chance to make feel good about themselves. I can start the day with an upset stomach and force myself to paste a smile on for that first appointment, but by the time that gentleman leaves with a smile from ear to ear, I'm smiling along with him and my whole outlook on life is bright and shiny. You just don't get that from sitting at a desk from 9 to 5, no matter what they pay you.