Originally Posted by
cmk76
Forward to 2008, and I had met a beautiful, wonderful, intelligent girl whom I adored and thought that she could have been the one. This was through a housemate at the time.
Couple of months into the relationship, she had told me about her personal ambition. Of wanting to be an escort! My heart sank, as I was already developing feelings for her. I was a little upset and miffed. This, she confided in me after I had opened up about my sexual past, which included visiting brothels, massage places and having a relationship with a WL.
She thought that I was the perfect ‘candidate’ to support this ambition of hers. She was inspired by a famous porn actress by the name of Annabel Chong, who found fame in performing with the most participants in a gangbang. Luckily, porn was not her first choice but instead, breaking into the world of high class escort services.
We spoke about this in every way, and she had persuaded me on why this relationship would work. And I had given her reasons why it wouldn’t. She was a very level headed girl who had big dreams, and wanted to make the most money in the shortest time possible. The money she made, to buy all the nice things she had always wanted.
Not wanting to lose this girl, I had doubts but gave it a shot at continuing the relationship with her.
She only worked in the weekends, and was on call for most of the time including the holidays, which was not always convenient. When we were at a movie at night for example, and she gets a call for a booking, we would head home so she could prepare for work.
She would usually drive herself there, and only book a cab when she knew she was going to drink a bit with a client. Rarely turning down bookings; since the hourly rate made was $600 and above (after the agencies cut) Ultimately, she secured a handful of clients and saw them privately and was very astute in her business dealings.
This being rather lucrative; I had to understand from her point of view, as it was her priority to make as much money as possible. However, this was a blow to my ego, as I felt that I was no longer needed financially. She was averaging 2 -3k a weekend. Her clients include barristers, financiers and business owners.
This became increasingly difficult for me as well, I was getting jealous and insecure about the clients who had lavish her with gifts (lap top, jewellery, lingerie, fine dining) The fact that these older gentlemen provided things that I could not financially in everyday life made me more resentful. She made a point that these were only ‘artificial’ gifts and that it meant nothing significantly.
She would never flaunt all the gifts she had because I would make her feel guilty about when she brought it up. In hindsight, she only wanted to share what had been given to her, and not boast about it.
Now and then too, I would query about her clients, only to make myself more enraged after finding out personal details.
In order to make things seem ‘fair’ to me, I had even suggested that if she was going to ‘work’, then I would go to massages in turn. Obviously, this was not an informed or ‘mature’ thought on my part. She was quite upset at this selfish idea of mine.
We lived together for a year before parting ways. We had a normal life, spent time with our families and friends. She was a wonderful gf, but I would ignore and not acknowledge her work life. That helped to make things bearable. Another way for me to cope and not obsess about it all, I began gambling at poker dens.
No one ever knew about her lifestyle, but was always curious about how she could afford to live and have luxurious items at the time, since she was at uni and worked very minimal. It was later revealed to a select few of her close friends, who seemed to be far more supportive. (I guess since they were females) No one from my end knew about her work life, as I have made a promise to her that I would not do so.
We drifted apart towards the end of the year of living together, as I was not happy and had always unintentionally picked fights with her.
I don’t think I was mature enough or prepared to be in a relationship quite like this. I respected her choice to do so, but could not offer emotional strength and support for that choice. I made her to blame for all the undoings of the relationship and self-sabotaged it with my negative attitude.
It was also playing in the back of her mind, if I would go out for a punt every time we had a fight. I told her truthfully, that it almost happened once when I was at Angeltown. At the start of the session, I received 2 phone calls from her whilst naked and about to lead myself into temptation. In the end, I could not go through with it, apologised to the girl and left.
It all ended with me not wanting to have her in my life. However, we have made our peace and cleared a lot of unanswered questions. I then consciously proceeded to change my mobile phone number, just so that there is not a possible chance that she may need to keep in touch with me as an ex bf.
I say this to those who choose to have a relationship with one who is a WL, or even thinking of being one. Weigh up your pros and cons of it all and discuss openly and constructively about the possibilities of why this relationship may work.
And what benefits would it have for you and the lass. A working business relationship would work as expectations and boundaries have been set between the two parties. Ensure that the ‘terms and conditions’ are also understood and respected by both. The first sign of emotional connection develops, make each mother aware and renegotiate if needed, or simply walk away if it is not what one wants.
There are a lot of reasons why WL’s work in this industry, so ask them too so that you are well informed about why they are doing this. And whether being in a relationship would suit each other in the current climate. These were similar suggestions presented to me, but I had overlooked it objectively in the past.
Good luck to all out there, and enjoy the most of it!
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