I've been having a strong feeling that some girls (EE) that I used to work with before might be part-time SPs. My feeling actually has no basis, it's simply because they all looked really hot, dressed nicely and were all new immigrants. I just couldn't figure out how would they be able to afford those high-end fashions with the shitty money they made from the day job. Anyways, my question is: What if the SP you're seeing turns out to be someone you know? Will you just leave or will you still go ahead and proceed with the session? I'm not sure what I will do though. Perhaps it will be more interesting to know if any SP had ever seen a client which turned out to be a friend or even a relative...and how did she handle it?
What if the SP you're seeing turns out to be someone you know?
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Although it may be awkward, the prospect is also a bit of a thrill for me. There's this really hot teller at my bank; I'm hoping that one night, she'll show up at my door and tell me she's secretly moonlighting as an escort.playw/respect said:
Seriously, if I did find myself in that situation, I'd leave it up to the lady whether she wanted to continue - reason being, I wouldn't want her to feel uncomfortable.
If it turned out to be your own sister would you go through with it???
If not, why not?.. cause she already has one secret to keep so I am sure she could keep a second secret.. and heck maybe even give a discount
If not, why not?.. cause she already has one secret to keep so I am sure she could keep a second secret.. and heck maybe even give a discount
U Know The SP U Are Seeing?
I wish i could see my EE hair-dresser who i visit since last over 3-years, & i have always admired her from her head to toe, she is such a pretty lady that i even dream about her sometimes. I wish she allows some more mileage being her old client and now even her friend, what she say's sometimes when i visit her palour in her house.
I love to see my hair-dresser as an SP even for 1-night stand
I wish i could see my EE hair-dresser who i visit since last over 3-years, & i have always admired her from her head to toe, she is such a pretty lady that i even dream about her sometimes. I wish she allows some more mileage being her old client and now even her friend, what she say's sometimes when i visit her palour in her house.
I love to see my hair-dresser as an SP even for 1-night stand
It has sort of happened to me three times.....
About 8 yrs ago a "semi friend" (he was an ass alot of the time) had the hottest sister who was 6 years younger...22 or 23. I heard she was an escort but no one would come out and ask. She had a cool Tatt on her shoulder that I recognised about 6 years ago in an online ad........boom I made the call.....were still freinds today....I mean her and I
several years ago I worked on the side in a retail store "on the cameras" where I became friends with a sales associate.......the store doesn't like us mixing with staff so we became friends outside of works eye....she knew my SO dabled in the online sex biz and admitted she was debating escorting on the side...I left thereand we lost most contact.....untill I saw her Red Zone ad.....I had a friend make the call and set it up......when she arrived she was smiling.... she always checked names and address'....she brought a bottle of wine out of her bag and turned off her phone.......
I am sworn to silence on the third one.......LOL
About 8 yrs ago a "semi friend" (he was an ass alot of the time) had the hottest sister who was 6 years younger...22 or 23. I heard she was an escort but no one would come out and ask. She had a cool Tatt on her shoulder that I recognised about 6 years ago in an online ad........boom I made the call.....were still freinds today....I mean her and I
several years ago I worked on the side in a retail store "on the cameras" where I became friends with a sales associate.......the store doesn't like us mixing with staff so we became friends outside of works eye....she knew my SO dabled in the online sex biz and admitted she was debating escorting on the side...I left thereand we lost most contact.....untill I saw her Red Zone ad.....I had a friend make the call and set it up......when she arrived she was smiling.... she always checked names and address'....she brought a bottle of wine out of her bag and turned off her phone.......
I am sworn to silence on the third one.......LOL
Just a little bit of a twist to this.
One SP and I were making idle chat at the end of a session and I asked her if she had ever run into someone she new. She related how this client showed up and that she recognized him from when she was a teenager, as the father of an ex boyfriend. Luckily she said he didn't remember her and that was the only appointment she took from him.
One SP and I were making idle chat at the end of a session and I asked her if she had ever run into someone she new. She related how this client showed up and that she recognized him from when she was a teenager, as the father of an ex boyfriend. Luckily she said he didn't remember her and that was the only appointment she took from him.
A SP's customers are like a box of chocolates.
You never know what (or who) your going to get
Forest Stump
You never know what (or who) your going to get
Forest Stump
How about some feedback from the ladies on this one?? How would you feel about going through with the appointment if your client turned out to be someone you know, either directly or indirectly in your life outside the escort business??
About 8 yrs ago I was sent on a call for the agency I worked for.
I had previously told her that I would not take any calls in this particular town because I had grown up there my whole life and it was a small town.
I accepted this one because she was begging me to go, saying that she was really stuck and he had said he was from out of town staying at a friends place, so I went.
I got to the door and as I am fumbling with my purse and getting myself together he comes to the door and says hello,
I look up and blurt out "Oh my god" right out loud LOL.
He says " can I help you?"
I say "I'm looking for Steve" (name changed)
He says "I'm sorry you have the wrong house"
I walked away like it was not a big deal got in my car and left.
I know damn well the guys name is "Steve", I don't think he knew who I was but I must have looked familiar to him at least and I must have cause him to soil his pants when I looked up and said Oh my god.
He was one of my high school teachers
I would have stayed and not said a thing if I could have just contained my suprise at the door! LOL
When I went out on my own he actually called our number quite a few times, I figured I would just leave well enough alone and let it ring!
I had previously told her that I would not take any calls in this particular town because I had grown up there my whole life and it was a small town.
I accepted this one because she was begging me to go, saying that she was really stuck and he had said he was from out of town staying at a friends place, so I went.
I got to the door and as I am fumbling with my purse and getting myself together he comes to the door and says hello,
I look up and blurt out "Oh my god" right out loud LOL.
He says " can I help you?"
I say "I'm looking for Steve" (name changed)
He says "I'm sorry you have the wrong house"
I walked away like it was not a big deal got in my car and left.
I know damn well the guys name is "Steve", I don't think he knew who I was but I must have looked familiar to him at least and I must have cause him to soil his pants when I looked up and said Oh my god.
He was one of my high school teachers
I would have stayed and not said a thing if I could have just contained my suprise at the door! LOL
When I went out on my own he actually called our number quite a few times, I figured I would just leave well enough alone and let it ring!
I suppose the real awkwardness would occur if both parties went through with the appointment, and then at some later date out of sheer coincidence ended up having extended contact with one another in the real world, such as a corporate office setting.
