A few notes on upcoming special events…
First, a special THANK YOU to all the wonderful men who celebrated my week long Birthday festivities, as well as all the fabulous gifts that I received from all of them.
- A $25 gift card
- A Dozen Roses
- 10 bottles of wine
- A Josephine Baker Poster and CD
- And all the tips and extra cash…
THANK YOU
I may be taking Saturday and Sunday off to spend time with my family since my mother is taking me and my aunts to see The Color Purple at the Fox Theater. So if you want to see me anytime on Saturday, please book in advance and not last minute.
I am also going to have dinner at The Penthouse Gentleman’s club steakhouse, in Sauget IL, Saturday evening around 9pm. If you’re interested, check out the web site for more information and location details. Area is well lit and patrolled and plenty of parking. Penthouse is one of the upscale Gentleman’s clubs over on the East side and the girls are HOT HOT HOT. http://www.ptsshowclub.com/PenthouseStLouisMO.aspx
See ya there…
Keeping your mouth shut about Hooking is IMPERATIVE
Ahh, one of the most frequently asked questions that I get is, "Does your parents know what you do for a living"? Now please understand that the question at hand is not an easy one to answer fully. Yes and NO....My parents are fully aware that I am in the adult industry as a writer, and they support my creative expression with a healthy level of parental concern for any morality and perversion issues that may arise. But my parents do not know that I'm an escort, and to be quite honest, there really isn't a reason for them to know that. It's like being a teenager and bragging to my parents that I smoke weed and fuck random guys after school. What good would that do me if I grew up in a conservative and religious family? Nada, Just a bunch of fucking lectures and headaches!
Although I am quite proud of my accomplishments in this underground game known as "The Hobby", I am also quite aware that this industry is illegal, so admitting to my parents that I'm an escort is also admitting to them that I'm a law breaker, and the last thing I need from them is the constant nagging about what I'm doing with my pussy.Telling friends is a whole different ball of problems and issues that can make your life one big annoying mess. That's why my conversations about escorting are limited to other escorts, clients, and adult entertainers.
I really do lead a double life, and I make no apologies for doing that. It's to protect myself and my clients from bullshit drama that may arise from me opening my mouth when I really should be shutting the fuck up. So to remedy that issue, I just keep my mouth closed about my little extra curricular activities just like my clients should do as well. I've heard numerous horror stories about girls being outed by boyfriends, friends, and lovers, which is a reason why I choose the people in my personal circle with great discern. I don't have the time or the patience for jealous and woefully insecure people in my personal life. That's a problem waiting to manifest. And too much disclosure can ruin your shit for LIFE.
So always remember that people go to JAIL for slips of the mouth between "friends". People go to JAIL for the innocent "pillow talk" between lovers...So If you tell somebody your affairs, best believe that they've told someone, and so on and so on. Just keep your mouth closed just like the Mafia teaches us, and we'll be in business for years to come.
Just shut it.....
Although I am quite proud of my accomplishments in this underground game known as "The Hobby", I am also quite aware that this industry is illegal, so admitting to my parents that I'm an escort is also admitting to them that I'm a law breaker, and the last thing I need from them is the constant nagging about what I'm doing with my pussy.Telling friends is a whole different ball of problems and issues that can make your life one big annoying mess. That's why my conversations about escorting are limited to other escorts, clients, and adult entertainers.
I really do lead a double life, and I make no apologies for doing that. It's to protect myself and my clients from bullshit drama that may arise from me opening my mouth when I really should be shutting the fuck up. So to remedy that issue, I just keep my mouth closed about my little extra curricular activities just like my clients should do as well. I've heard numerous horror stories about girls being outed by boyfriends, friends, and lovers, which is a reason why I choose the people in my personal circle with great discern. I don't have the time or the patience for jealous and woefully insecure people in my personal life. That's a problem waiting to manifest. And too much disclosure can ruin your shit for LIFE.
So always remember that people go to JAIL for slips of the mouth between "friends". People go to JAIL for the innocent "pillow talk" between lovers...So If you tell somebody your affairs, best believe that they've told someone, and so on and so on. Just keep your mouth closed just like the Mafia teaches us, and we'll be in business for years to come.
Just shut it.....
Birthday week Exxxtravaganza.....
Alright my lovelies, it is that time of year again when you're wonderful and sexy brown diva celebrates her birthday (November 3rd, 1977) with week long festivities, filled with plenty of sensual fun and discounts for everyone.
Celebrate my 31st birthday with me, in my week long sexy exxxtravaganza. You will get all the bells and whistles of my full service package at a discounted rate.
Festivities begin October 27th-November 3rd
Check the rates section under Birthday Extravaganza for more information.
(Rate is only good for 1 hour)
Screening applies for new clients as usual..
Hope to see you then
Celebrate my 31st birthday with me, in my week long sexy exxxtravaganza. You will get all the bells and whistles of my full service package at a discounted rate.
Festivities begin October 27th-November 3rd
Check the rates section under Birthday Extravaganza for more information.
(Rate is only good for 1 hour)
Screening applies for new clients as usual..
Hope to see you then
Reader feedback and a bunch of I LOVE you's.....
Ahhh, the joys of having a man’s attention inside the bedroom as well as outside is a pure blessing. Nothing is sexier to me than a man who admits that he reads my blogs on a consistent basis. To me, that’s the truest expression of a man’s interest in me as a Woman, and not just his hooker for hire. To me that says…”Erika’s voice and opinion is as important as her pussy”. And when a man leaves comments and feedback, he becomes a King in my kinky little world.
What some don’t understand are the great lengths that some of us go to keep you lovely people entertained, informed, and educated. So when we have random guys that come to our sites just to look at pictures, then call and ask a thousand questions that have already been covered in our sites, its nerve wrecking. Updating these sites is like a part-time job, the administrative part of this industry is actually the part I can’t stand. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love writing and having my opinions read by hundreds of readers, but posting ads, screening, and answering lazy questions like, “What are your rates”, kind of bothers me. To me, that’s telling me that you have absolutely no desire to read, and nothing says un-sexy like stupidity. It states clear as day in my ad’s to “PLEASE READ my website for complete details”, NOT “call for complete details”.
But do allow me to stop bitching a sec and say that 99% of the men that cross my path, either in person or on the web are FUCKING FABULOUS. Whether you guys call me, or come to me for an appointment; you men are always polite, kind, articulate, gentlemanly, generous, honest, sex Gods, and really sweet companions, and I really appreciate that.
Because of you men, I haven’t become jaded or burned out. You men keep me on my toes, and keep me excited, happy, and content. I just adore you men to death, I REALLY do. Because of you men, I’m friendlier; I’m more generous with my time. I feel so blessed sometimes that it’s almost surreal. To have this kind of contentment is borderline utopia, and let me tell ya…not too many hookers live a Utopian existence!
What some don’t understand are the great lengths that some of us go to keep you lovely people entertained, informed, and educated. So when we have random guys that come to our sites just to look at pictures, then call and ask a thousand questions that have already been covered in our sites, its nerve wrecking. Updating these sites is like a part-time job, the administrative part of this industry is actually the part I can’t stand. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love writing and having my opinions read by hundreds of readers, but posting ads, screening, and answering lazy questions like, “What are your rates”, kind of bothers me. To me, that’s telling me that you have absolutely no desire to read, and nothing says un-sexy like stupidity. It states clear as day in my ad’s to “PLEASE READ my website for complete details”, NOT “call for complete details”.
But do allow me to stop bitching a sec and say that 99% of the men that cross my path, either in person or on the web are FUCKING FABULOUS. Whether you guys call me, or come to me for an appointment; you men are always polite, kind, articulate, gentlemanly, generous, honest, sex Gods, and really sweet companions, and I really appreciate that.
Because of you men, I haven’t become jaded or burned out. You men keep me on my toes, and keep me excited, happy, and content. I just adore you men to death, I REALLY do. Because of you men, I’m friendlier; I’m more generous with my time. I feel so blessed sometimes that it’s almost surreal. To have this kind of contentment is borderline utopia, and let me tell ya…not too many hookers live a Utopian existence!
Good morning my lovelies....
Nothing much to update except my latest published article. Enjoy...
http://www.socyberty.com/Sexuality/Sisterhood-of-Adult-Entertainers.308131
Nothing much to update except my latest published article. Enjoy...
http://www.socyberty.com/Sexuality/Sisterhood-of-Adult-Entertainers.308131
Black chick on Obama's Dick
Ok, I haven’t elaborated much on our presidential candidate Barack Obama since this is not a political blog. I hate talking about that shit because I am a TRUE independent and my views often straddle the fence and may offend people. Although I’m a true Democrat at heart, I don’t believe in giving out welfare and food stamps to young people, while the rest of America work their asses off to provide. I’m a “Take care of your own shit” kinda girl, and will always be that way. So if you’re a food stamp collecting, Welfare recipient mother who is able to work…SHAME ON YOU!
I recently did some research on Republican politics and point of views just to make sure I understood them correctly, and not just assume that they are a bunch of racist, money hungry pigs wanting an elitist white society. So I decided to erase the people out of the equation and just looked at the policies and views, and this is what I’ve learned:
Please correct me if I’m wrong….
A Republic: A political order in which the supreme power lies in a body of citizens who are entitled to vote for officers and representatives responsible to them, a nation that has such a political order.
Translated for the dummies: A Republic means letting a group of “big wigs” decide the laws and policies for the country and not the people.
Ok, why the hell would anyone want that?
I think that most people who vote Republican usually do so based on the community that they live in or their family upbringing. I think affluent people believe that wealth and Republican politics go hand in hand. Why would I give up my right to power and decision making? All societies should be a democracy, where the people, community, and citizens decide what’s best for them.
The one positive thing I can say about a Republic society is their “Fair Act Policies” where everyone gets a fair trial. It’s this policy that saved a lot of Slaves from being executed by rebel racists during the Civil war. In this case, a democratic society in slavery days would have meant the death of a LOT of slaves. Can you imagine leaving the final judgment in the hands of the racist people, citizens, and communities back in Slavery times? Good Lord!
Unfortunately it’s not the same republic in 2008 as it was in 1860. Believe it or not, the Republicans back then were on black folk's side, they were the Yankees that helped freed us!
Thank you Northern Yankees……
I recently did some research on Republican politics and point of views just to make sure I understood them correctly, and not just assume that they are a bunch of racist, money hungry pigs wanting an elitist white society. So I decided to erase the people out of the equation and just looked at the policies and views, and this is what I’ve learned:
Please correct me if I’m wrong….
A Republic: A political order in which the supreme power lies in a body of citizens who are entitled to vote for officers and representatives responsible to them, a nation that has such a political order.
Translated for the dummies: A Republic means letting a group of “big wigs” decide the laws and policies for the country and not the people.
Ok, why the hell would anyone want that?
I think that most people who vote Republican usually do so based on the community that they live in or their family upbringing. I think affluent people believe that wealth and Republican politics go hand in hand. Why would I give up my right to power and decision making? All societies should be a democracy, where the people, community, and citizens decide what’s best for them.
The one positive thing I can say about a Republic society is their “Fair Act Policies” where everyone gets a fair trial. It’s this policy that saved a lot of Slaves from being executed by rebel racists during the Civil war. In this case, a democratic society in slavery days would have meant the death of a LOT of slaves. Can you imagine leaving the final judgment in the hands of the racist people, citizens, and communities back in Slavery times? Good Lord!
Unfortunately it’s not the same republic in 2008 as it was in 1860. Believe it or not, the Republicans back then were on black folk's side, they were the Yankees that helped freed us!
Thank you Northern Yankees……
Weekend Recap-The fabulous Life of Erika
Wow, talk about an eventful weekend full of me making out with Gay boys, getting groped by fat butch dyke Lesbians, and then getting humongous fake tits rubbed in my face at a strip club over in Sauget IL. God Bless America
Ok, so my best bud who I’ve known since I was 19 came to St. Louis for a visit, and he invited some of his best buds from Kentucky to join us. What a wonderful group of guys, the salts of the earth.
Saturday afternoon, after failing miserably at trying to attend the Obama Rally down town, we all went to the St. Louis City Museum which is nothing but a huge death trap for children. Why the hell would a parent allow their small kids to go there is beyond me? That place is a fatal accident waiting to happen. If you’ve ever been there then you know exactly what I mean. The huge artsy Jungle-Jim outside is at least 8 stories high filled with kids ranging from 3 to teenagers. I was scared to death of falling because if I did, my death would have been instant once I hit the ground. None the less it was a great time filled with great people, so the experiences were worth all the bruises I obtained from climbing that damn Jungle –Jim.
After the City Museum, we headed over to the Central West End area for coffee and people watching. God I love that area, Hawaiian Honey and I used to go to Drunken Fish together and have sushi and Saki. Once the gang and I finished people watching, we decided to go back to our respective places and take naps to get ready for the Night Life. Of course I wasn’t in the sleeping mood, so I decided to see 2 clients and make a little extra cash for the clubs that night. 10:30pm quickly rolled around and I showered and got all dolled up for my night out on the town with my gay boys.
We started the night out at Novaks again until they closed at 3:00a.m, then we headed over to the East Side to “Pops’” for some gold ole White trash fun. God we had a blast at Pops. There was this cool Rock band there playing all the great 80’s rock music, and they were FUCKING Awesome. I think I paid for one drink and the rest of the night was sponsored by random toothless white men with mullets. Then I slow danced with some butch lesbian as she molested me at the same time. I must have gotten a dozen guys hit on me, and little did they know that I was a hooker. I really didn’t feel too out of place though because all of the East side is filled with nothing but Hookers.
After we left pops it was around 6:30 and we headed over to Penthouse Gentlemen’s club for some tits and ass. Those girls LOVED my Captain-save-a-ho friends because we were the only ones sitting at the stage with cash. I must have gotten at least 3 lap dances and an offer to take me home by some blonde haired stripper named Cassie. Of course I declined because I had my gay boys with me, and besides, I probably didn’t have enough cash on me anyway to pay her later. I would have definitely taken her up on her offer if I was there alone.
We ended up leaving after the place closed and kind of stumbled around on the parking lot. It was then 7am and my ass had enough partying and was ready get back home. It was a great night though, exploring new territories and meeting new and interesting people at the same time.
Ok, so my best bud who I’ve known since I was 19 came to St. Louis for a visit, and he invited some of his best buds from Kentucky to join us. What a wonderful group of guys, the salts of the earth.
Saturday afternoon, after failing miserably at trying to attend the Obama Rally down town, we all went to the St. Louis City Museum which is nothing but a huge death trap for children. Why the hell would a parent allow their small kids to go there is beyond me? That place is a fatal accident waiting to happen. If you’ve ever been there then you know exactly what I mean. The huge artsy Jungle-Jim outside is at least 8 stories high filled with kids ranging from 3 to teenagers. I was scared to death of falling because if I did, my death would have been instant once I hit the ground. None the less it was a great time filled with great people, so the experiences were worth all the bruises I obtained from climbing that damn Jungle –Jim.
After the City Museum, we headed over to the Central West End area for coffee and people watching. God I love that area, Hawaiian Honey and I used to go to Drunken Fish together and have sushi and Saki. Once the gang and I finished people watching, we decided to go back to our respective places and take naps to get ready for the Night Life. Of course I wasn’t in the sleeping mood, so I decided to see 2 clients and make a little extra cash for the clubs that night. 10:30pm quickly rolled around and I showered and got all dolled up for my night out on the town with my gay boys.
We started the night out at Novaks again until they closed at 3:00a.m, then we headed over to the East Side to “Pops’” for some gold ole White trash fun. God we had a blast at Pops. There was this cool Rock band there playing all the great 80’s rock music, and they were FUCKING Awesome. I think I paid for one drink and the rest of the night was sponsored by random toothless white men with mullets. Then I slow danced with some butch lesbian as she molested me at the same time. I must have gotten a dozen guys hit on me, and little did they know that I was a hooker. I really didn’t feel too out of place though because all of the East side is filled with nothing but Hookers.
After we left pops it was around 6:30 and we headed over to Penthouse Gentlemen’s club for some tits and ass. Those girls LOVED my Captain-save-a-ho friends because we were the only ones sitting at the stage with cash. I must have gotten at least 3 lap dances and an offer to take me home by some blonde haired stripper named Cassie. Of course I declined because I had my gay boys with me, and besides, I probably didn’t have enough cash on me anyway to pay her later. I would have definitely taken her up on her offer if I was there alone.
We ended up leaving after the place closed and kind of stumbled around on the parking lot. It was then 7am and my ass had enough partying and was ready get back home. It was a great night though, exploring new territories and meeting new and interesting people at the same time.
Blessings and Contentment..even after my car was broken into!
Wow, the Gods above must be trying to tell me something, because my car was broken into last night over to my friend's mother's house. I'm sort of perplexed about the incident due to the fact that my friend's parents live in an upper middle class neighborhood where the homes range from 200-350K. I guess I'm like every other naive human being that believes that crime is exclusive to lower class areas. I guess I know better now!
Thankfully they didn't take my car but they did take my sons book bag, and broke my driver side locks. Damn them to hell! LOL
It's all good though, I'm a firm believer in Karma, and nothing good comes from doing harm to others, especially someone like me who's into Wicca and Paganism. Then again, it could be one of those mysterious signs from God giving me a hint or warning me about something to come. I'm not sure what, but I've got my eyes open for sure.
I had a wonderful time with my old pal last night though, so that totally makes up for my loss. We went to Novak's which is a really cool Gay bar down on Manchester in the city. The drinks were cheap and the atmosphere was Fag-a-licious. My friend even ran some cool business ideas to me, being that he's in the Adult Entertainment as well, but the Gay side. I think I'm going to be on the ball the next couple of Months with new ideas, clients, looks, and business ventures! Can't wait!
Now on a writers note, I your mistress Erika am now a Published Prostitute! That's right my dears, my writings will now be published on several sites. I'm really excited about how my writings are being recognized and rewarded by more than those in the escorting industry. I'm really proud and content with the direction my life is going right now. I'm in love with my life, and I would change shit about it!
Thank you all for your support!
I love you guys!
Erika
Click link below to read my published material. Enjoy!
http://www.socyberty.com/Sexuality/Swinging-is-No-Longer-a-White-Folks-Thing.300167
Thankfully they didn't take my car but they did take my sons book bag, and broke my driver side locks. Damn them to hell! LOL
It's all good though, I'm a firm believer in Karma, and nothing good comes from doing harm to others, especially someone like me who's into Wicca and Paganism. Then again, it could be one of those mysterious signs from God giving me a hint or warning me about something to come. I'm not sure what, but I've got my eyes open for sure.
I had a wonderful time with my old pal last night though, so that totally makes up for my loss. We went to Novak's which is a really cool Gay bar down on Manchester in the city. The drinks were cheap and the atmosphere was Fag-a-licious. My friend even ran some cool business ideas to me, being that he's in the Adult Entertainment as well, but the Gay side. I think I'm going to be on the ball the next couple of Months with new ideas, clients, looks, and business ventures! Can't wait!
Now on a writers note, I your mistress Erika am now a Published Prostitute! That's right my dears, my writings will now be published on several sites. I'm really excited about how my writings are being recognized and rewarded by more than those in the escorting industry. I'm really proud and content with the direction my life is going right now. I'm in love with my life, and I would change shit about it!
Thank you all for your support!
I love you guys!
Erika
Click link below to read my published material. Enjoy!
http://www.socyberty.com/Sexuality/Swinging-is-No-Longer-a-White-Folks-Thing.300167
The Busyness know as MY LIFE.....
I've got the busiest week ever coming up.
I have 5 friends from Kentucky and Los Angeles coming here this weekend to visit, so I've been master planning an itinerary filled with fun events like Haunted Houses, Six flags, The UniverSoul Circus, and whatever else I can think of. I simply LOVE these guys that are coming to visit me because they are a HUGE part of my life.
The guy coming in from Los Angeles is someone I graduated High School with and didn't even know it. I wasn't even aware that we went to the same school, let alone lived in the same state. I met him at a camping trip 12 years ago with my then best friend who was just "coming out". Little did I know that I would be thrusting myself into Gay culture and loving every minute of it.
As I've said before, I LOVE GAY men. I owe So So much of what I've learned about life, success, music, culture, and money from Gay men, and I make no apologies for my love of them.
Hopefully I'll be able to squeeze in a few clients Saturday afternoon, but I seriously doubt it!
Touching video of me and them in Paris....
I have 5 friends from Kentucky and Los Angeles coming here this weekend to visit, so I've been master planning an itinerary filled with fun events like Haunted Houses, Six flags, The UniverSoul Circus, and whatever else I can think of. I simply LOVE these guys that are coming to visit me because they are a HUGE part of my life.
The guy coming in from Los Angeles is someone I graduated High School with and didn't even know it. I wasn't even aware that we went to the same school, let alone lived in the same state. I met him at a camping trip 12 years ago with my then best friend who was just "coming out". Little did I know that I would be thrusting myself into Gay culture and loving every minute of it.
As I've said before, I LOVE GAY men. I owe So So much of what I've learned about life, success, music, culture, and money from Gay men, and I make no apologies for my love of them.
Hopefully I'll be able to squeeze in a few clients Saturday afternoon, but I seriously doubt it!
Touching video of me and them in Paris....
Prostitution has not suffered drop-off despite economic meltdown
BY BARBARA ROSS and LARRY McSHANE
DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITERS
Sunday, October 12th 2008, 10:38 AM
It's still a good time to be morally bankrupt.
The plunging Dow Jones and panicky investors are hardly a problem for the world's oldest profession, where business is still brisk.
"The market is down, business is down, but we feel it less," said Dylan, 24, a promotional model-turned-Manhattan prostitute. "We're still busy."
EXCLUSIVE: OBAMA TELLS NEWS HOW HE'LL FIX THE ECONOMY
The long-haired, long-legged hooker then explained why the red-light district remains a blue-chip commodity: "If men are horny, they're going to come in here."
Take that, Ben Bernanke.
Dylan works for a Manhattan madam who runs a pair of prostitution dens north of Wall Street. Unlike the $4,000-an-hour girls of male fantasies or gubernatorial road trips, Madam Sadie's employees charge $260 for 60 minutes - or $160 for 30 minutes.
RELATED: NBC ACCIDENTALLY CUTS OFF BUSH ECON SPEECH
"The $1,000-an-hour girls are just not making it" with the economic downturn, the madam said. The faltering economy actually drove two of her newer employees to the madam's sex-peddling service from other careers.
Shana, 42, lost her $45,000-a-year job as a secretary last year. Sienna was laid off in July from her job as an executive assistant with a travel agency.
Shana, who worked briefly as a waitress before hooking up with her current gig, is putting her son through college.
RELATED: WALL STREET FINISHES WORST WEEK EVER
"He's trying to get an engineering degree," she explained. "With the economy the way it is, how is my son going to get a loan? And he's going to finish college."
Co-worker Sara, a 26-year-old former hairstylist, said her services provide businessmen with a break from the grim realities of their 9-to-5 jobs.
"Some of them seem depressed, and they just want a place to get away from it," said the petite, dark-haired woman.
Sadie admits her business has suffered a bit in the fiscal crisis. Some clients are cutting back on their spending, and some aren't returning, she said.
Sienna, who's earning a graduate degree in English literature, mentioned a Manhattan banker who's among her regulars. He now spends less time and money - although he doesn't miss his regular appointments.
"He used to spend at least an hour or two," she said. "Lately he's down to a half-hour, and he's no longer a big tipper."
But Dylan said business was steadier in her new position than when she was chasing down modeling jobs.
"The money is good in that field," she said, "but you don't always get the work."
DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITERS
Sunday, October 12th 2008, 10:38 AM
It's still a good time to be morally bankrupt.
The plunging Dow Jones and panicky investors are hardly a problem for the world's oldest profession, where business is still brisk.
"The market is down, business is down, but we feel it less," said Dylan, 24, a promotional model-turned-Manhattan prostitute. "We're still busy."
EXCLUSIVE: OBAMA TELLS NEWS HOW HE'LL FIX THE ECONOMY
The long-haired, long-legged hooker then explained why the red-light district remains a blue-chip commodity: "If men are horny, they're going to come in here."
Take that, Ben Bernanke.
Dylan works for a Manhattan madam who runs a pair of prostitution dens north of Wall Street. Unlike the $4,000-an-hour girls of male fantasies or gubernatorial road trips, Madam Sadie's employees charge $260 for 60 minutes - or $160 for 30 minutes.
RELATED: NBC ACCIDENTALLY CUTS OFF BUSH ECON SPEECH
"The $1,000-an-hour girls are just not making it" with the economic downturn, the madam said. The faltering economy actually drove two of her newer employees to the madam's sex-peddling service from other careers.
Shana, 42, lost her $45,000-a-year job as a secretary last year. Sienna was laid off in July from her job as an executive assistant with a travel agency.
Shana, who worked briefly as a waitress before hooking up with her current gig, is putting her son through college.
RELATED: WALL STREET FINISHES WORST WEEK EVER
"He's trying to get an engineering degree," she explained. "With the economy the way it is, how is my son going to get a loan? And he's going to finish college."
Co-worker Sara, a 26-year-old former hairstylist, said her services provide businessmen with a break from the grim realities of their 9-to-5 jobs.
"Some of them seem depressed, and they just want a place to get away from it," said the petite, dark-haired woman.
Sadie admits her business has suffered a bit in the fiscal crisis. Some clients are cutting back on their spending, and some aren't returning, she said.
Sienna, who's earning a graduate degree in English literature, mentioned a Manhattan banker who's among her regulars. He now spends less time and money - although he doesn't miss his regular appointments.
"He used to spend at least an hour or two," she said. "Lately he's down to a half-hour, and he's no longer a big tipper."
But Dylan said business was steadier in her new position than when she was chasing down modeling jobs.
"The money is good in that field," she said, "but you don't always get the work."
Does Escorting raise the crime rate?
Ok, I want you to take a moment and think about this question because this is something that a lot of us never think about.
Does escorting raise the crime rate in our city? And by this I mean; because our industry is illegal, does that make us part of the criminal element? Of course we’re not drug dealers, murderers, thieves, or street hookers, but in a way we are considered blue collar criminals. And no matter how exclusive or high dollar an escort is considered in this industry, she is still labeled a prostitute by the media if she’s ever busted or intertwined in a scandal.
Does the crime rate statistics even mention us, or better yet does the Department of Justice even consider Blue collar crimes stat worthy? Probably not, and I’ll tell you why? Everything that the law knows about this industry was learned from escort’s websites. From terminology to advertising; everything that the law has learned about this business comes from us. So in actuality they really don’t view “internet escorts” as criminals, they view us as tools in researching this particular vice. Now, this is not to suggest that escorts are above the law and don’t get arrested because the police live to fuck with us. But it’s more of an ego trip for cops to conquer and destroy an escort or courtesan, than it is for them to “save” a street hooker who is a victim.
Think about this for a sec-whenever you watch a segment on prostitution whether it’s on MSNBC or Dateline, most of the research was done by surfing our websites, blogs, and nationwide message boards. Media sources wouldn’t know anything about TER, Big doggie, or the terms “Hobbyist” and “Provider” if it wasn’t for them researching our sites. In short, the media needs girls like us to help them stay abreast of the industry and trends because they know that street prostitution in on the decline. You can’t learn shit from a street hooker but poverty, drug use, and hard times. It’s our side of the industry that keeps the police interested and obsessed. It’s the escort with the nice home and big pretty car that the law wants to learn about; not some crack whore selling her pussy for $10.
They live for us, they live to learn from us, they are obsessed with US. So in the end, escorting will probably never raise the crime rate because the law doesn’t actually believe we’re bad girls. All they see in us are sexy women who make a ton of money and live well.
Does escorting raise the crime rate in our city? And by this I mean; because our industry is illegal, does that make us part of the criminal element? Of course we’re not drug dealers, murderers, thieves, or street hookers, but in a way we are considered blue collar criminals. And no matter how exclusive or high dollar an escort is considered in this industry, she is still labeled a prostitute by the media if she’s ever busted or intertwined in a scandal.
Does the crime rate statistics even mention us, or better yet does the Department of Justice even consider Blue collar crimes stat worthy? Probably not, and I’ll tell you why? Everything that the law knows about this industry was learned from escort’s websites. From terminology to advertising; everything that the law has learned about this business comes from us. So in actuality they really don’t view “internet escorts” as criminals, they view us as tools in researching this particular vice. Now, this is not to suggest that escorts are above the law and don’t get arrested because the police live to fuck with us. But it’s more of an ego trip for cops to conquer and destroy an escort or courtesan, than it is for them to “save” a street hooker who is a victim.
Think about this for a sec-whenever you watch a segment on prostitution whether it’s on MSNBC or Dateline, most of the research was done by surfing our websites, blogs, and nationwide message boards. Media sources wouldn’t know anything about TER, Big doggie, or the terms “Hobbyist” and “Provider” if it wasn’t for them researching our sites. In short, the media needs girls like us to help them stay abreast of the industry and trends because they know that street prostitution in on the decline. You can’t learn shit from a street hooker but poverty, drug use, and hard times. It’s our side of the industry that keeps the police interested and obsessed. It’s the escort with the nice home and big pretty car that the law wants to learn about; not some crack whore selling her pussy for $10.
They live for us, they live to learn from us, they are obsessed with US. So in the end, escorting will probably never raise the crime rate because the law doesn’t actually believe we’re bad girls. All they see in us are sexy women who make a ton of money and live well.
Do escorts really gett off during sessions?
If you are curious as to know if escorts actually get off sexually with clients, then ask yourself; “do I do my part in making sure her experience is as pleasurable as mine”? If you have the mindset that she’s here to please you and you only then chances are she’s probably not getting off. As a matter of fact, you’ve probably become part of her mundane routine of daily clients, and when an escort reaches this point emotionally, that is when burnout rears its ugly head.
It’s not uncommon though for a client to just lay there and make the escort do all the work cause in his mind he feels that since he’s paying for it there’s no need to please her. And with this attitude, most men make it easy for an escort to treat the session as a mechanical one. Think about it; how many times have you finished and the escort just jumped up and got dressed? She more than likely didn’t get much sexually out of her time with you, and now she’s ready to get paid and leave. But if you’re taking the time to bring her to the brink of ecstasy then chances are she’s feeling too good to just jump up and leave.
I’ve had clients that took so much pride in making me feel good that I extended sessions to an extra hour at no charge… I really hated to see them leave. I literally begged one of my clients to do me again, but he had to get back to work. That in my mind is the definition of raw sexuality and total selflessness.
I even had a conversation with a hooker a year ago who said that she didn’t allow herself to enjoy her sessions, and I asked her why and she stated that men don’t pay us to feel good.
Umm…FUCK THAT…yes they do!
Consensual sex is a give and take operation, and if you men want to get better results from these hookers then you have to take the time to make sure she’s enjoying herself as well. If you don’t then you’re going start turning these girls into pricey escorts with Street hooker mentalities, which most of them already have! And in my eyes only her clients can change that mentality!
Erika
It’s not uncommon though for a client to just lay there and make the escort do all the work cause in his mind he feels that since he’s paying for it there’s no need to please her. And with this attitude, most men make it easy for an escort to treat the session as a mechanical one. Think about it; how many times have you finished and the escort just jumped up and got dressed? She more than likely didn’t get much sexually out of her time with you, and now she’s ready to get paid and leave. But if you’re taking the time to bring her to the brink of ecstasy then chances are she’s feeling too good to just jump up and leave.
I’ve had clients that took so much pride in making me feel good that I extended sessions to an extra hour at no charge… I really hated to see them leave. I literally begged one of my clients to do me again, but he had to get back to work. That in my mind is the definition of raw sexuality and total selflessness.
I even had a conversation with a hooker a year ago who said that she didn’t allow herself to enjoy her sessions, and I asked her why and she stated that men don’t pay us to feel good.
Umm…FUCK THAT…yes they do!
Consensual sex is a give and take operation, and if you men want to get better results from these hookers then you have to take the time to make sure she’s enjoying herself as well. If you don’t then you’re going start turning these girls into pricey escorts with Street hooker mentalities, which most of them already have! And in my eyes only her clients can change that mentality!
Erika
The Great Rate Debate......
Now I can sit here and feed you a bunch of bull shit about how lowering your rate in times of recession is a bad idea, but I’m not going to do that. I’m here to speak REALITY and REALISTICALLY about this topic because a lot of you really need to hear it.
I know that you’ve been trained to think that lowering your rates is cheating yourself, and as a matter of fact we all have been taught to think that way. But I’m here to tell you that unless you got a steady flow of clients with disposable income chasing your tail, it may be to your better benefit to set your rates in accordance to the current economic situation.
If a client tells you that he only has $150 to spend, but your rate is $250, only a dumb ass would turn that down. Now am I telling you to cheat yourself; of course not. What I am suggesting is customizing a service package that fit’s his $150 donation. Tell the client that you’re willing to accept his $150 donation for a 30 minute session, or an hour long back rub with some mouth action at the end. If you’re a smart hooker then you would invest in toys and gadgets to save your mouth and pussy the extra work.
I REFUSE to sit here broke and hungry just because I feel like I’m too good to lower my rates. Hell-to-the-no. Let’s put it this way-I’m too good to be broke.
I actually read a thread on one of these escorting sites where the girl turned a client down over $20. That’s crazy! Then she came back a week later moaning about how slow she was; yeah she was slow alright!
Now please understand that I’m not here to tell you ladies how to run your pussy or business. I am here to help you apply some techniques that I know will work. Only a fool would take the advice of a person telling you to turn away money. We are in a recession right now, and I’d much rather keep repeat clients at a comfortable rate then to see clients occasionally.
And we all know what that means…occasional clients equals occasional cash flow!
I know that you’ve been trained to think that lowering your rates is cheating yourself, and as a matter of fact we all have been taught to think that way. But I’m here to tell you that unless you got a steady flow of clients with disposable income chasing your tail, it may be to your better benefit to set your rates in accordance to the current economic situation.
If a client tells you that he only has $150 to spend, but your rate is $250, only a dumb ass would turn that down. Now am I telling you to cheat yourself; of course not. What I am suggesting is customizing a service package that fit’s his $150 donation. Tell the client that you’re willing to accept his $150 donation for a 30 minute session, or an hour long back rub with some mouth action at the end. If you’re a smart hooker then you would invest in toys and gadgets to save your mouth and pussy the extra work.
I REFUSE to sit here broke and hungry just because I feel like I’m too good to lower my rates. Hell-to-the-no. Let’s put it this way-I’m too good to be broke.
I actually read a thread on one of these escorting sites where the girl turned a client down over $20. That’s crazy! Then she came back a week later moaning about how slow she was; yeah she was slow alright!
Now please understand that I’m not here to tell you ladies how to run your pussy or business. I am here to help you apply some techniques that I know will work. Only a fool would take the advice of a person telling you to turn away money. We are in a recession right now, and I’d much rather keep repeat clients at a comfortable rate then to see clients occasionally.
And we all know what that means…occasional clients equals occasional cash flow!
I just don't remeber you......
Wow, how do I say this without sounding bitchy? Ok, let me just start off by saying that I’m a busy girl. I make adult movies, I Youtube, I blog on 3 different blogging sites, I do a weekly podcasts, I teach sex seminars, I work a 9-5 all on top of being a high volume hooker. So if you call for an appointment and I tell you that I don’t remember who you are, please don’t get offended, especially if you’re a client that I haven’t seen in a while. If I don’t remember your name that doesn’t mean that you’re insignificant or that I’m being ungrateful for your past support. It just means that I don’t remember you.
It amazes me how offended men will get if you tell them that you don’t remember who they are, especially if you haven’t seen them in ages. I know it’s an ego boost to think that you’re the only client a hooker has, and that you’re this special creature who rides in on your white horse and hard cock to see your precious concubine. But the fact of the matter is- there’s pussy for sale, and if she’s selling it then you’re not the only one buying it. Yes gentlemen, you are special to us but you’re not the only guy we see.
So if a hooker tells you that she doesn’t remember who you are, don’t take it as an insult. Take it as a…… “If I want to be remembered then I must see her more often”!
Much love
Erika
It amazes me how offended men will get if you tell them that you don’t remember who they are, especially if you haven’t seen them in ages. I know it’s an ego boost to think that you’re the only client a hooker has, and that you’re this special creature who rides in on your white horse and hard cock to see your precious concubine. But the fact of the matter is- there’s pussy for sale, and if she’s selling it then you’re not the only one buying it. Yes gentlemen, you are special to us but you’re not the only guy we see.
So if a hooker tells you that she doesn’t remember who you are, don’t take it as an insult. Take it as a…… “If I want to be remembered then I must see her more often”!
Much love
Erika
The Red light District of New Orleans (Storyville) circa 1895-1920
(Madame Lulu White-Famous mulatto madame)I’ve been asked to elaborate on the subject of Black sex providers of yesteryear. So it is my honor to present to you my knowledge of black prostitution, brothels, and Madame’s of yesteryear.
To my amazement there isn’t much documented on this topic. Even as I search the Internet, there seems to be a limited amount of information to use. But thanks to the Library and my 10+ years of interest in prostitution, I have managed to compile enough juicy info about my black brothers and sisters in this industry hundreds of years ago.
I’m really excited that my readers take an interest in African American sexuality even though it’s prostitution. I always said that consensual sex is going to bring the races closer together, and it should!
Let me start off by introducing you to the “Red light” district of New Orleans circa 1895-1920. This particular area was referred to as “Storyville”, which is known today as “The French Quarter”. Look it up!
Storyville's gateway Basin Street, made legendary through song, was lined with extravagant bordellos -- from the infamous mulatto madam Lulu White's Mahogany Hall to Emma Johnson's mansion, where sex circuses were regularly staged. It was a district filled with greed, excitement, sin, and the raucous rhythms of a new American music: jazz.
The area was set up to limit prostitution to one area of town where authorities could monitor and regulate the practice. In the late 1890s, the New Orleans city government studied the legalized red light districts of northern German and Dutch ports and set up Storyville based on such models. Between 1895 and 1915, "blue books" were published in Storyville. These books were guides to prostitution for visitors to the district's services including house descriptions, prices, particular services and the "stock" each house had to offer. The Storyville blue-books were inscribed with the motto: "Order of the Garter: Honi Soit Qui Mal Y Pense (Evil to Him Who Evil Thinks.)"
Brothels in Storyville ranged from cheap "cribs" where prostitutes toted around small mattresses, to more expensive houses up to a row of elegant mansions along Basin Street for well off customers (the term "crib" originated in San Francisco's red-light district). New Orleans' cribs were 50-cent service fees, whereas the more expensive establishments could cost up to $10. Black and white brothels coexisted in Storyville; however, black men were barred from legally purchasing services rendered in either black or white brothels.
(Louis Armstrong and Billie Holiday-"Farewell to Storyville")
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