Putting the V in V-Day
It’s possible that I’m a freak, just a regular pathological nut with psychological wounds so deeply embedded into my demented little brain and all 100 billion of its malfunctioning neurons that the only way I can release the pain and agony of my traumatic past is to do the unthinkable and antisocial- have casual sex with men I don’t know well, take their money while I’m at it, and smile on the way home. It’s possible that one quick lesion to the frontal lobe would fix this problem quite nicely.
It’s also possible that I’m just comfortable with myself, that I have evolved beyond the average, superficial, and oft illogical thinking of the common, insecure and simpleminded human. It is possible that I’m just bold, confident and unapologetically secure. Sex isn’t a bad word to me and I don’t think men or money are evil. It’s possible that in actually being excited by the things that society says I’m not supposed to be excited by, I’m expressing a manifestation of a more elevated, spiritual, intellectual and emotional capacity. It's possible that I am just mature enough to be fully capable of (gasp) thinking for myself, as opposed to allowing myself to be spoon fed information therefore stifling myself and complying to silly, unrealistic “ideals”.
Either way, I like myself.
I like a lot of things I’m not supposed to like.
Last year at this time, the Emperor's Club was busy. Wives and girlfriends may go mad at the thought of it, but it’s true, Valentines will keep a professional girl busy doing what a professional girl does. It is, after all, a whole lot of pressure for a man to do what is expected of him for the woman in his life, and who better to help a man alleviate all that frustration than a lovely companion, carrying no expectations at all other than to get paid?
Two days in a row I was called to the Ritz Carlton in the Marina. And two days in a row I had the most fabulous clients. Between the two of them, I spent 3 hours in their company, which put a total of $6,000 cash in my purse. One was a handsome professional athlete from up North and one was a man of an honorable profession from down South. They couldn’t be more opposite, but they couldn’t be lovelier in their own opposite ways. I had planned to see the second one again two months later, but that experience was stolen from me when the club…er…went public... I am still angry about this.
I didn’t think that I would be discreetly slipping into another luxury hotel this year at this time, not because it’s not a busy season, but because I’ve been mostly out of the scene. But wouldn’t you know, the most interesting thing happened…
…the details of which I will have to save for another entry at another time. A photo shoot beckons, so I must be on my way for now.
Should you at all be concerning yourself with it, then happy Valentines Day.
X~
Raquel
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Sex should never be a bad word. Way to stand up.I have to give props to anyone who is so confident in their own skin and with themselves- despite what society tells them.
Hi Raquel. Okay, I have insomnia again so I am going to be the Devil's Advocate again for the following paragraph you wrote. Let me preface by saying I completely respect you and your lifestyle. If you are happy with yourself then you are way ahead of what many people feel about themselves.
Now on to your paragraph.
It’s also possible that I’m just comfortable with myself, that I have evolved beyond the average, superficial, and oft illogical thinking of the common, insecure and simpleminded human.
I think you are making some big leaps of faith here. Just because someone may not agree with your lifestyle doesn't make them superficial, insecure or simpleminded. It just means they don't agree with you. Some of them may be superficial or insecure or simpleminded, but if I were a betting man I'd say that most of them are not.
It is possible that I’m just bold, confident and unapologetically secure.
Again, just because others don't have the same opinions as you doesn't mean they cannot be bold or confident or secure. People who believe in prostitution do not corner the market on those qualities.
Sex isn’t a bad word to me and I don’t think men or money are evil.
Who said that people who are against prostitution believe that men and money are evil? I know a number of women who do not escort and I can safely say that they do not believe men or money are evil. I even checked with my mother. She's not an escort that I know of and she has nothing against men or money.
It’s possible that in actually being excited by the things that society says I’m not supposed to be excited by.
I think in reality, society doesn't care that much about what you do. The punishment for prostitution isn't that harsh and many think it should be legalized. I think in terms of prostitution, society is concerned about the literal street walker who is hooked on drugs and is engaged in prostitution to support a drug habit. That concerns me too.
Let's face it, the majority of women who are engaged in prostitution don't do it because they are excited by it. I have yet to know anyone who from childhood wanted to be an escort. Maybe that's societal pressure, I don't know. I think women become escorts or prostitutes because circumstances push them into that direction. Some decide they enjoy it while others probably hate every second of it. And no matter if an escort enjoys her work or not my guess is that not many escorts would be thrilled if their daughters came to them and told them they wanted to be escorts too. So, if I am right about that, I guess even escorts can exert some societal pressure against prostitution.
I’m expressing a manifestation of a more elevated, spiritual, intellectual and emotional capacity. It's possible that I am just mature enough to be fully capable of (gasp) thinking for myself, as opposed to allowing myself to be spoon fed information therefore stifling myself and complying to silly, unrealistic “ideals”.
Raquel, you're starting to sound a little full of yourself and maybe a little persecuted too. I don't think people really care what you do for a living. As long as prostitution is not thrust in people's faces they don't care. They have their own lives to worry about. It's only when it is out in the open that people start to care. - and I think that makes sense and is acceptable.
Either way, I like myself.
You should. You are obviously a bright woman and you've had a lot of interesting experiences. You have a lot going for you and I wish you the best of luck.