An interesting thread would be how I got into the dancing/MPA or escort business. Wonder if any of the ladies will respond?
How I Got Into This Business
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I like sex, I enjoy meeting and talking to people, and I like to give head. The money is just a nice bonus. It's doing what I like to do, and getting paid well for it.
I love the look on a man's face when he's enjoying himself. I love to hear him cum. Every man is different, and I just totally enjoy it.
I love the look on a man's face when he's enjoying himself. I love to hear him cum. Every man is different, and I just totally enjoy it.
I was at home eating my dinner of ramen noodles while double-tasking on my computer looking for porn and working on school stuff when I had an epiphany: I don't like ramen noodles, but I like sex. The later could help me get away from the former.
From there, I started doing some research online about the business, reading escorts blogs, TERB, and sex workers websites for all sort of information (from what to expect of a typical 'date' to safety and health information).
Early on, it was clear to me that I wanted to work with an agency rather than as an indy (I don't have the time nor the inclination to deal with all the administrative and advertising stuff) and that outcalls was more suited to my style. From there, I did a lot of research on the agencies in TO (thanks TERB) and made a short list of agency owners to contact.
I met with the lovely Jillian for lunch, and my first impression of her (after getting over the sight of those magnificent boobs of course) was confirmed by the end of our meeting: she was awesome, very friendly and professional, helpful in answering my questions and concerns, and her no-bullshit attitude sealed the deal for me. My guts were telling me that she knew how to properly run this kind of business, and more important to me, that she would have my back. Almost a year later now, I can say that my instincts were right. Jillian has been there for me in ways that extend well beyond the call of duty as an agency owner and a boss.
Jillian also made a point of setting up my first 'date' with a good and seasoned hobbyist to make things more comfortable for me. This first date was a little bit awkward for the first few minutes, but after a little bit of warming up, we had a lot of fun. My first client was a true gentleman, and I still remember our date vividly, from the mondane to the naughty.
Of all the side jobs I've had so far in order to pay my way through school, escorting is by far the "bestest" one!
From there, I started doing some research online about the business, reading escorts blogs, TERB, and sex workers websites for all sort of information (from what to expect of a typical 'date' to safety and health information).
Early on, it was clear to me that I wanted to work with an agency rather than as an indy (I don't have the time nor the inclination to deal with all the administrative and advertising stuff) and that outcalls was more suited to my style. From there, I did a lot of research on the agencies in TO (thanks TERB) and made a short list of agency owners to contact.
I met with the lovely Jillian for lunch, and my first impression of her (after getting over the sight of those magnificent boobs of course) was confirmed by the end of our meeting: she was awesome, very friendly and professional, helpful in answering my questions and concerns, and her no-bullshit attitude sealed the deal for me. My guts were telling me that she knew how to properly run this kind of business, and more important to me, that she would have my back. Almost a year later now, I can say that my instincts were right. Jillian has been there for me in ways that extend well beyond the call of duty as an agency owner and a boss.
Jillian also made a point of setting up my first 'date' with a good and seasoned hobbyist to make things more comfortable for me. This first date was a little bit awkward for the first few minutes, but after a little bit of warming up, we had a lot of fun. My first client was a true gentleman, and I still remember our date vividly, from the mondane to the naughty.
Of all the side jobs I've had so far in order to pay my way through school, escorting is by far the "bestest" one!
I was talking to an escort at a TERB party and we somehow got around to her very first day as an escort at an agency. She was the agency's "new girl" and the double D's also helped to wet the appetite of the clientele and she ended up with 6 bookings on her first day (incredible!). When she got home that night, her boyfriend wanted to get in "there" as well. She said that her girly parts never felt so sore before or since.genintoronto said:
it wasn't a far reach for me/us..coming from an open lifestyle..
ie:swingers lifestyle..
then was really easy to extend out from our mfm's...to my 1on1's........
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ie:swingers lifestyle..
then was really easy to extend out from our mfm's...to my 1on1's........
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OnTheWayOut
my story
I got into the biz when I was horny one night so I went out to see what I could do about it. The first time it was a bj. Then soon I was paying for FS. I still am .......
I got into the biz when I was horny one night so I went out to see what I could do about it. The first time it was a bj. Then soon I was paying for FS. I still am .......
genintoronto said:
I remember our first sushi lunch (first of many) well.
What got me into this was $67,000 in debt from school, back taxes, business loan, credit card debt and one very bad trade with a penny stock when buying on margin. I was on a $0.66 a day diet of Mr. Noodles, behind in my rent, hydro was about to get cut off and there was no end in site. I worked an admin job and made and sold natural soap at various markets within Toronto, my income wasn't enough to survive with my growing debt. I was struggling so much and had too much pride to just declare bankruptcy and didn't want to ask for help from my parents as I was ashamed of the situation I was in.
I found Terb and asked Fred Zed for advice. His reply was short and sweet, offering me a free ad for a month while I learned the biz. On July 25, 2002 I was supposed to meet my first client and I called him about two hours prior to cancel, I was too scared. He said "just meet me, if you feel you can't once you know me a bit then I will still give you $20 for your time". How could I refuse? I met him and he wasn't a monster, he was an attractive and well groomed gentleman. I jumped into his lap once I made the decision in my head and the chemistry was like nothing I had experienced before. What was supposed to be one hour turned into three and a half.
After I went to my local pub and ordered a beer. The first luxury I was able to get myself and as I sat on that bar stool I started to cry. I realized that I was finally able to get out of the pickle I was in and I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. I knew everything was going to be alright.
A year a half later I was out of my debt, I traveled back to Europe, I got rid of my hand me down furniture and I lived. I woke up one day and decided I was finished. I was under a lot of stress at that time; my father was very ill and in the hospital for over a month, I was heart broken from a recent break up and I wasn't enjoying SP'ing anymore.
I sat back for a month and tried to figure out what I was going to do. I didn't want to go back to admin work, soap making was making me about $1000 per month and was reeking havoc on my health from the chemicals used. I applied to work with a non profit art studio and it was my dream job (well, one of my dream job, being a vibrator engineer or tester would rank higher). I fixed my resume and got it over to them along with my portfolio. I was not given the job and I went home thinking "back to escorting for me" and found a posting on Terb that said "Agency for Sale". As I read it my mother phoned and told me that my grandfather had passed. Shitty day.
Two days later I was informed that I would receive an inheritance which was within $5000 of the asking price. I talked to that very first client I had about it, asking what he thought and he offered me the other $5000.
And now... the rest is history. I have no regret getting into this business and the route that my life has taken since that faithful day back in 2002.
hahahahaha reallly funny... i don't get it why anyone would pay for an Escort agency for sale. it would take a day to set up an agency if one wanted to... well ofcourse aside from the clients... but i doubt an agency has thousands of clients to make it worthwhile
Are you under the impression that once you decide to open an agency that the sp's just fall out of the sky?LKD said:
baci2004 said:Are you under the impression that once you decide to open an agency that the sp's just fall out of the sky?
Wasn't that the business model that Dave @ OU812 used? No wait, his was "steal girls from your old employer, create a fake TERB handle to shill the new agency and badmouth the competition". In hindsight he would have been better off waiting for the Escort Fairy to grant him 3 wishes.
They may not fall out of the sky, but sometimes they just show up at your door step. Dont ask how, just hire them if they're hot!
** T.V. documentry **
It was in 1989 when I first openned up. Out of University & working at T.D. bank. Back in 1986 The Journal did a documentry " Escort services..... a booming business" It showed the sudden growth of ads in the Yellow pages & interviewed an owner & a few girls. Once I saw this biz. existed & the simple mechanics of it I thought I may start one some day. So I did from 1989 to 1995 in the Yellow pages. Plus 1991 to 1995 in New York & Chicago. Retired for 3 years. Then re-opened in Chicago in 1998 to present day. Now openning here again as the U.S. economy has crapped out much more than here.
It was in 1989 when I first openned up. Out of University & working at T.D. bank. Back in 1986 The Journal did a documentry " Escort services..... a booming business" It showed the sudden growth of ads in the Yellow pages & interviewed an owner & a few girls. Once I saw this biz. existed & the simple mechanics of it I thought I may start one some day. So I did from 1989 to 1995 in the Yellow pages. Plus 1991 to 1995 in New York & Chicago. Retired for 3 years. Then re-opened in Chicago in 1998 to present day. Now openning here again as the U.S. economy has crapped out much more than here.
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There's a very good online project addressing this question:
Letters from Working Girls.
Worth a look.
Letters from Working Girls.
Worth a look.
From a much older thread... similar topic...
TheNiteHwk said:I of course have never been an SP. I only wish.
I have though over the years worked in different aspects of the adult industry. My first job ever here in TO when I was only 15 years old was handing out fliers for body rub joints on the Yonge St. Mall back in the early 70’s. Later I became the doorman/receptionist.
Years later… I was working in sales / professional fundraising in Ottawa. I use to hang out a lot at a SC there called Diamonds. I had a regular there (who later believe it or not became my GF) whom I was very happily one night bragging to I just bought a new car that day. She talked me into becoming a driver right on the spot. I never looked back… that was back in mid 90’s and I have worked in one form or another in the adult biz ever since.
Since back when this was posted... worked at selling advertising to the adult industry for about 5 yrs. Left that about two yrs ago. More or less semi-retired since.TheNiteHwk said:
Except for me. I've been on this site since 2005, have looked at eye/Now classified adult ads since 1997, but have never actually indulged in anything other than the philosophical and intellectual aspect of the existance of this whole thing. That's right, I'm a real nerd that just likes to study and analyze things, but never take any action, just like I would study the dynamics between escorts and clients and analyze the pornograpic content of that, but never actually be a client. Fantasize about using an escort (such as a asian massage parlour or something) and imagine paying money, but never seen one in real life and keep it as a genre of fiction to titillate my idle mind.JohnFK said:
I'm actually still a virgin and think of this as a last resort. However, there are no shortage of 'real' women encounters in my life that I have to go that far. I last tried seeing an escort back in November 2005 but changed my mind at the last minute when a guy picked up the phone and scared me off. Now, if there is a real proven documented case I really cant get laid if I wanted to and have some really bad exeriences, the and only then I may see the value of spending a penny in that direction. Otherwise, I don't see the point in spending money there at this time.
Oh, the memories...Rockslinger said:
My second night working as an escort, we had the worst snow storm of the winter. I guess the desire to warm up added to the 'new girl' appeal because it was one of my busiest night ever. I was out for 13 hours (6 bookings + driving time), spending as much time sitting in the car with the driver and another girl (a TERB favorite who was also extremely busy that night) as I did with clients. The roads were terrible, I think we saw about 5 cars jammed in the snow on the side of the highway, and at times the visibility was close to none. But the driver was terrific and I never felt unsafe with him behind the weel. I also learn quite a few tricks from the other girl who was in the car with me and who was nice enough to share her experience and knowledge of the business with me.
My last client that night offered to massage me after we were done with the naughty. I told him that I didn't think it was a good idea (I was afraid that it would make me fall asleep) but he insisted. I think I fell asleep in the first 2 minutes of the massage! He woke me up 15 minutes later with a warm cup of coffee. I was mortified and offered to give him back some money, but instead he offered me a very generous tip and told me that watching me sleep and caressing me while I was snoring made it feel as close as it gets to him as a real girlfriend experience.
I've seen him a few times since, and everytime, he never fails to tease me about it and he always has a warm cup of coffee ready for me when I arrive!
I came back home in the wee hours of the morning, exhausted, but with a huge smile on my face. It was one of the most interesting night of my life, and I had more money in my pockets than I had had in my bank account for longer than I could remember.
