The Girlfriend Experience?

GFE aka the girlfriend experience its much sought after. For the time contracted you try to connect with your client, be intimate, present and involved in your time together. That the job, that's what i do and i do it well. Sure i can deep throat a cock, fuck you silly and scream like a banshee but that's the easy part, finding the connection with someone in such a short space of time is a skill and one you need, to do what i do.

What i have found is that many potential clients not only expect that kind of experience within the context of the time he has purchased with you, but they now want it outside of it as well. What they want is essentially a defacto relationship of sorts. Not just a few back and forth get to know you emails which I'm always up for, i tend to be sweet but not to personal in those communication because that's how i am. I'm sweet but I'm not to personal with people i don't know well. If you want to get personal then book the time and i will be very personal then..and naked!

I had a client cancel on me recently it turned ugly and fast. Expenses were incurred on my part and the client graciously offered to reimburse me for those, then suddenly balked. It was uncomfortable and he was insulting. He sent me long winded multi paged chastising emails where he worked himself up into a massive froth of total wakadoo-ness. The last paragraph of the last email he sent me he actually had the stones to chide me on how i wasn't sympathetic to his personal financial situation. A situation that was responsible for his need to cancel our confirmed plans or rather it was his relatives personal financial situation, that's what i didn't care enough about. Yep that's right, i didn't care enough or at all about his siblings finances.

Now had this person been a friend of mine, someone i had a personal relationship with or even regular client who i had spent intimate time with i would have had sympathy for him and or his family. But i didn't because he wasn't a friend of mine he was a potential client, someone i had exchanged a few plesentries with off and on for a while until he finally decided to book time with me. He wasn't a friend, we had never broken bread, gone out for a drink or a movie, until a few days before he canceled leaving me with a hotel bill i prepaid i didn't even know his real name, i only know him by a message board handle and he was littlerly enraged that i didn't care about his siblings financial plight. yep that's a whole lotta crazy right there.

I know times are tough for a lot of people, I'm not immune to that, people i care about have been out of work for months, family members have lost retirements, every one i know is tightening their belt these days myself included. I watch the news, i know about the rising unemployment rates, I'm well aware of my Local economy taking a nose dive and how the housing bubble in my area busted over a year ago. I'm not unsympathetic to the general plight.. but... I'm NOT your fucking girlfriend. I offer a service, the girlfriend EXPERIENCE and of you want me to act like your girlfriend you need to PAY me to do it, i don't give that up for free unless i really am your girlfriend and for a potential client and long time hobbyist to throw a temper tantrum because I'm not giving him "free service" well ... whacka-doo is the word i have to repeat.

Within the context of my paid time with you if you want to lament to me about your siblings hardships i will be the most sympathetic person i know how to be, i will empathize with their difficult times if that's how you want to spend your time but until that time, i don't owe you shit.

I'm not your bitch...bitch

The Bat Phone!

I try not to put a number in my escort ads though sometimes i do. I prefer to be contacted by email if possible, gives me a chance to screen my new friends and since i was once a "phone girl" for an agency my patience is low for bullshit phone calls.

so today the Bat Phone rings....

Caller: hey baby, i saw your ad on Eros
Me: great, whats your name
Caller: so you have great curves
Me: thanks, whats your name?
Caller: how big is your ass baby
Me: ahh huh?
Caller: how big is your ass baby, ummm yeah how big is your ass
Me: ahhh I'm sorry what are you asking me
Caller: how big is your butt, your ass is fine how big is your ass
Me: its about to get much bigger i just ordered a pizza

then i hung up.

Its possible that this was a legitimate caller, (doubtful but possible) But really I'm not about to discuss the lovely dimensions of my juicy, round, spank-able ass on the phone out of the blue like that with someone who wont even tell me their name. Id like to think that i am just that exciting that you cant help but get right into the "ass" before you tell me who you are... but really i think it was just some dude jerking off on the phone.

If i wanted to get guys off on the phone, id open a phone sex service, i prefer to get them off in person!