Start Escorting

Becoming an escort is a decision that a lot of women have contemplated, more than you’d ever guess. Not once in my 6 years of escorting did I ever tell any of my friends or family about the fact that I was an escort, and although I had a few close calls – no one ever found out. However the amount of women that contacted me through my escort website asking me for advice or with different questions was seriously in the 100’s, out of those 100’s only about 25 of them ever became escorts, and out of those 25 most of them only escorted for a couple months and then quit once they had made enough money. However after becoming friends with several escorts in the business, I was always shocked at the different types of women who became escorts or considered being an escort. They are your best friend, your daughter, your mother, your cousin, that girl you went to high school with etc. Escorts are not drug addicts, they are not all people who were sexually abused, they are not head cases. There are a lot of empowered and self confident women who take to escorting for a variety of reasons.

Is escorting for me?

The first thing you need to do is be able to ask yourself if escorting is for you? There are a lot of women who are sexually liberated and very open minded however after escorting once or twice they can’t handle some of the situations they encounter. I’ve also met some people who you would assume are soft spoken, and excuse me, but push-overs… and they end up being the ones who are the most successful and happiest with their decision. With that being said it’s not something that any one else can decide for you, the best thing you can do is picture yourself in different situations and imagine how you’d react to them. If you make a fully educated decision to go ahead with being an escort, and it doesn’t work out – hey, you tried. That’s OK. Read the page on – is escorting for me?

How Long Should I Be An Escort For?

Once you’ve decided you want to give it a try, I always recommend you figure out how long you want to be an escort for. If you decide you want to escort for the summer, and if it goes well you will continue, that’s OK. But at the end of summer sit down with yourself and remind yourself that you were going to make a decision at this point whether or not you wanted to continue escorting. Treat the decision to continue the same as when you first started. There’s many reasons to set goals, and different kinds of goals you can set.. but the most important part is making sure you do it. The details don’t matter, it’s all about the bigger idea of tracking your progress. Read the page on – how long should I be an escort for?

Work As An Independent Escort or Agency Escort

If you know you want to become an escort, you’ve set some goals, now it’s time to get down to the nitty gritty and decide if you want to work as an independent escort or work for an escort agency. These are two very different types of setups and there’s pros and cons for working for both. I will go through each of them and try to explain them to the best of my ability. I have worked as an independent escort for 5 years, but when I first started I worked for an escort agency and so I believe I have a good understanding of both. Once you’ve read over the pros and cons and have a solid understanding of them both, you can an educated decision on what’s best for you. Read the page on – work as an independent escort or agency escort?

Work As An Incall Escort or Outcall Escort

Whether you want to work as an incall escort or an outcall escort can be a difficult decision, like working for an agency or independent, there’s pros and cons to each of them. I have done both and will do my best to break down both of them. Incall means the client comes to you where as outcall means you go to the clients home or hotel room. You might end up deciding to offer both, as I eventually did. However whatever you decide there are definitely some things you’ll want to know before making your decision and that’s what this page is all about. Fully explaining every aspect of both incall escorts and outcall escorts and then making an informed decision on what works best for you. If you work for an escort agency they may be an incall escort agency, or an outcall agency and therefor they’ve essentially made the decision for you. It’s better to make the decision and then pursue agencies you want to work for, rather than the other way around. Read the page on – work as an incall escort or work as an independent escort?

Now the above should sum up all of your concerns about becoming an escort, but I’ll continue adding more and more content to this site as I get emails and feedback from everyone. I am always trying to cover every single topic I can, but naturally I forget or overlook some stuff. Anyway, once you’ve decided you want to become an escort, you can move onto to the section Escorts Marketing. Now that you’ve decided to become an escort you still need to know what the do’s and don’ts are. Unfortunately being beautiful (inside/out/both) isn’t enough, you also have to be savvy and smart. Being the best mechanic doesn’t ensure success as an auto body shop, being the best masseuse doesn’t ensure success as a masseuse and some of the most beautiful models in the world aren’t working right now, while less deserving models are raking in the cash. It’s the way of the world. Go to the section on Escort Marketing.

Potep po prestolnici

Četudi bi se ženska, katere stičišče stegen omamlja moje možganske celice in jih včasih celo delno ohromi, da počnem naravnost retardirane stvari, odločila svojo ljubezensko izpoved podati v najbolj udarnem in poslušanem terminu nacionalnega radia, ali pa bi vdrla v studio osrednjega dnevnika, s kako mojo povečano sliko, za katero se ji zdi, da mi dela še najmanj krivice in sem na njej videti vsaj približno tako privlačno, kot me vidi ona ter bi v objektiv kamere na ves glas iz globočine pljuč, srca in duše kričala 'Ljubim te, ti teslo trapasto!', če bi zblojenega pridigarja na Šuštarskem mostu zrinila s provizorične priložnostne prižnice, da bi pavliha obstal ob strani in bolščal vanjo, tako kot jaz in desetina zbranih, spraševaje se kaj vraga utegne babnica povedati, ona pa bi pokazala name, na zbeganega ljubimca s povešeno čeljustjo in izbuljenimi očmi ter oznanila da tega povprečnega gosaka ljubi bolj kot sebe, dasiravno bi si dala na notranjo stran stegna za vse večne čase vtetovirati 'property of' v nadaljevanju pa moje ime s priimkom vred, bi mi nemara ne pognalo krvi po žilah v tisto slepo ulico mojega telesa, ki se konča z nabreklo glavico, tako zelo, kot takrat, kadar se divje poljubljava, se grabiva, vlečeva majice izza hlač in mi preden ji odpnem kavbojke, preden se zaližem v njeno s sokovi preplavljeno pičko, preden ji ga zarinem do jajc v njeno sočnico, skozi zobe bevskne:' Daj me pofukaj!'

Ko mi medtem, ko jo držim za lase ovite okrog dlani, besno nabijam od zadaj, ali pa grabim za njeni ritnici, se zaganjam vanjo, da koža ob kožo tleska vedno močneje, vedno bolj glasno in bolj pogosto, ko me potisne na posteljo, me okobal zajaha, se mi nasaja na tiča, se skloni nadme, si popravi lase za uho, da razkrije svoj obraz, ki so ga prej skrivali kakor slap in reče:' Pofukaj me prasec!', me preplavijo poželenje, popolna norost in pišmevuhovstvo za celotno okolico.

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Že med vožnjo proti središču mesta, sva oba vedela, da se morava pofukat, sicer se nama utegne utrgati, potem pa bo prepozno. V Polju so namreč oddelki ločeni na moške in ženske ...
Ob vzpenjanju po stopnicah, ki vodijo iz garaže, se ozirava okrog, kje je najmanj obljudeno, hitiva proč od množice, z roko ji sežem pod kavbojke, pod rdeče čipkaste gatke, ki kukajo izza roba tesnega jeansa in jo stisnem za rit. Mahava jo naprej, zavijeva desno, jaz pa jo usmerim proti širokim obokanim durim, povzpneva se po stopnicah, naletiva na zaklenjena železna vrata, a naju to ne ustavi. S pogledom ošinem natakarico praznega lokala, ki pospravlja mize, zatem pa po levi švigneva mimo dveh nizkih stebričkov, nakar se znajdeva ob zidu, kjer ji rečem:' Pofafaj mi ga!'
Kljub 'oh no!', je nekaj sekund zatem že na kolenih, v dlani drži mojo nabreklo batino, oklepa se je kot Arthur ročaja Excaliburja, sesa mi glavico, mi oblizne jajca, me ugrizne v kurca, zopet vtakne glavico v usta in pogoltne kurca kolikor more, fafa mi tiča, dokler ji ne razlijem sperme v grlo. Šele takrat se dobro zavem, da bi skozi lino v ruševini zidu kak mimoidoči prav zlahka zapazil kako neka sprijena rdečelaska goreče fafa tiča golobučnemu bradaču za obzidjem Križank.

Kasneje, po skoraj dveh urah blodnjavega tavanja po prestolnici, po kljukanju vrat cerkva, špeganja v njihovo notranjost, preklinjanja nedeljske večerne maše in ogledovanju jako čudnih prehodov prežetih s smradom po urinu, kamor niti narkomani najbrž ne zahajajo, se v navalu strasti, vročična od pohote sredi belega dne spustiva po stopnicah pasaže, ker ne zdrživa niti enega samega trenutka več, ne da bi se živalsko pofukala. Kljub tveganju, da zaradi nemoralnega vedenja plačava globo, ki je vsaj trikratnik najema kakšne zanikrne sobice v enem od 'hotelov', ko bi naju kak pretirano občutljiv občan zalotil in oznanil oblastem, da dve osebi seksata v kotu podhoda, se prasička ne more ugrizniti v jezik, ampak me polglasno spodbode: 'Fuukaj me …'

V že tako prazne možgane se tisti dve zašepetani besedi zarežeta kakor bič vlečnemu konju v ledja, opominjaje ga naj se ne obotavlja, naj že požene v dir pa magari, če se zvrne voz z vsem kurčevim tovorom na njem, prelomi os in odleti kolo!

To me tudi tokrat tako podžge, da pričnem še siloviteje suvati vanjo, še močneje jo zagrabim za ritnici in jo fukam prasico!
Fukam jo, ona pa z dlanmi buta ob šajbo ene najstarejših picerij v Ljubljani, kjer si ob koncu prejšnjega tisočletja dobil najboljšo pico pečeno v električni peči, poleg pa si obvezno srebal borovničev sok.

Začudena sama nad seboj se reživa in čudiva najinemu nadvse neprimernemu obnašanju, sedeva v lokal, naročiva pijačo in se prav trapasto nasmihava. Sprijaznjena, da je to kot kaže to, se odpraviva proti avtomobilu, tik pred parkiriščem, pa naju premami javno stranišče in kot hipnotizirana zavijeva tja. Na srečo ni nikogar in že sva v kabini.
Ona prislonjena na steno, jaz pa za njo s kurcem v njeni tesni, mastni pički, misli pa se borijo, da bi jih ne motili šumi, glasovi in zvoki, ki prav nič, niti malo ne pripomorejo k temu, da bi se neobrzdano in kakovostno pofukala. Nekaj časa se še trudiva osredotočiti se na fuk, se bebavo hihitava, zvit kot presta, naslonjen na predelno steno, ji ližem ščegetavček, prste imam v njeni povsem premočeni pički, zraven ga drkam, da mi presneta reč ob vseh motečih elementih ne pade dol, ona mi 'teži' naj ga pustim pri miru, potem pa najine misli skorajda istočasno preseka misel, da jebeš takole onegavljenje in da sva prestara za to sranje.

Previdno stopim ven, ona ostane notri, sam pa skušam aktivirati pofukano pipo, ki kar noče in noče spustiti zagamanega curka vode!
'Jebemu mater, evo, ko pa sem bil očitno pri pouku fizike premalo pozoren in nimam povsem pogruntanih pofukanih kotnih funkcij al kaj koj kurac je treba narediti s to zajebano foto celico, da rukne to pofukano vodo ven!? Saj vem … ravno ko jih bom umaknil, pa bo brizgnilo ob umivalnik, da bom imel še jebene nogavice mokre …', razpizden tuhtam sam pri sebi, ko tisti možak, ki je prej kašljal in pljuval, pospravi svojo usrano zobno ščetko in tubo zobne paste v neseser, vse skupaj dene v torbo, zapne zadrgo, se še pogleda v ogledalu, popravi ovratnik sintetične srajce in odide.

'Jebi se …' rečem potiho, kot bi bil on kriv, da se obnašava kot dva ponorela najstnika na tripu, ki ne zmoreta brzdati svojih podivjanih hormonov. Stopim k vratom kabine, odprem, ji namignem, da je zrak čist, kolikor je v takih prostorih pač lahko in odideva.
Za nameček naju ob izhodu iz podzemne garaže zaslepi zahajajoče sonce, kot bi ne bila že tako skorajda neprištevna in zaslepljena s pohoto in z obiljem kemije med nama.
Še vedno čutim njene nohte v stegnu, njene poljube in ugrize, roke mi še zdaj dišijo po njeni pički.

Vir: http://blog69.si/pohota/potep-po-prestolnici/

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