Chapter 1: On My Own

There are certain days in anyone’s life days that signify a special accomplishment. For me that would include the first time I rode my bike without my dad holding me up, my high school graduation, college graduation, passing my driver’s license exam (after only 3 tries), my first blowjob, losing my virginity, and of course, the most special was the first time I had sex with my dad.

Recently, I reached another milestone when I moved out of my parent’s home and into my very own apartment. Granted, it wasn’t much, but it was mine and nobody could tell me when to clean it or how to live in it. It was the first time in my life I was on my own without a roomie or parent around.

One of the reasons I was able to finally afford my own place was I decided to return to the escorting business. Now I don’t mean being an “escort” like my cousin Kristen, who is really a whore. She may prefer to call herself by some euphemism but she sells her body for cash which makes her a prostitute or a whore, whichever term you prefer to use. Rather than fronting for prostitution, the agency I worked for specialized in providing “companionship” for out of town business men or girls for companies that needed someone to socialize with the people at an event.

Again, I did NOT have sex with my clients. In fact, I could’ve been fired if I did as my agency didn’t want that sort of reputation and the associated headaches with the vice squad. Still, even without putting out it paid pretty good although not nearly as much as if I worked on my back. It was enough to finance my way into my own apartment which was good enough for me.