So, you know how every guy who owns a chick wants to give/rent/loan them out to others? Well, my owner-type guy is no different. As you can see from my ad above though, I don’t think we’ll have the punters lined up outside the door.
I’m a whore with dubious whore skills.
We know a couple who fund their life by the chick turning tricks whenever they need some cash, so instead of trying to find myself a better paying job before we run out of money and become homeless, should I be honing my whore skills instead?
Truth be told, I’ve always had a bit of a romantic image of prostitutes. I would also say that my 20+ viewings of Pretty Woman helped me think that it’s not the worst profession in the world and there can be good things gotten out of it (although I wouldn’t want my white knight to be Richard Gere – he’s a short-ass with squinty eyes.)
I suppose the reality of having to service sweaty, smelly guys and scary women with crew cuts is not hawt, but the fantasy in my mind always is. In my fantasy, I’m more a high-class call girl loaned out to the rich and famous for dinner events and then taken back to their mansions for the night before being collected by my owner in the morning. I don’t get the cash and don’t even know my price, I’m just there as a play-toy for whoever can afford it.
I guess at $1/min I’m cheap. Or am I? How much does a prostitute charge these days? And how ‘good’ does she have to be? Does she need to be able to recite the karma sutra backwards, or is a warm hole or two or three enough for the undiscerning gentleman?