February 2012
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January 2012
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The Best Time Someone Complimented My Nose
Boss, running in to restock the requisite lotion and papertowels: Is that your real nose?
Me: Yeah
Boss: Really? Huh. I would’ve sworn you paid for it.
Doing sex work has giving me a new respect for plastic surgery, one that my feminism is currently complicating and working through. In some sense, I respect any guy or gal’s decision to help her make scrilla in the way she sees...
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The Sapphic Stripper: Fellow Alumnus →
GIRL, me fucking, too. He was a history major come advertising executive.
thesapphicstripper:
Last night someone caught on to the fact that I was educated and deigned to ask me from which third-tier university I earned my degree.
“From McGill. It’s in Montreal.” I reply.
My client, a mid-twenties banker bedazzled in cashmere, chokes on his whiskey-coke.
“I went to McGill,” he says,...
December 2011
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October 2011
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THE BEST CUSTOMER EVER
A MIDDLE-AGED BUSINESS MAN FROM HOLLAND JUST WALKED IN, JERKED HIMSELF OFF IN TEN, AND THEN FELL ASLEEP ON MY MASSAGE TABLE FOR THE REST OF THE HOUR.
At the end, he tipped me a 50 for nothing! wtf? I am so glad he is not dead.
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1. I’m at 7A trying to have a calm late night dinner with my boo. As always when we are in public, there is a black cloud trying to ruin our couple time. The lady at the next table is holding her table companion, and a large portion of the east side of the restaurant hostage. She is upset. She wants to be married in a year, but there are no good men. There are no good men because all the men...
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SOMETIMES CLIENTS ACCIDENTALLY SHOOT CUM IN THEIR OWN EYES OR ON THEIR OWN FACES
but sometimes they accidentally shoot cum on the floor or on me, which is less fun.
September 2011
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Six Fun Things Clients Have Said During Session!
1 “If only Dominique Strauss-Kahn had known about this place, maybe he wouldn’t be in this mess.” - an aged worker for the NYC mayor’s office.
2. “Mmm…how old are you? 22? Yeah, I got a nanny like you back at home. She lives with us. She’s Dutch or something, god, it’s hard not to fuck her. Sometimes I take her panties, yknow, just once or...
August 2011
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How Race Sets Prices in the Sex Industry (and the...
What I like about the sex industry, and why it’s such a fascinating industry to study, is that it’s often a microcosm of the way the world works in terms of sexuality, gender, race, economics, and class. The world it shows me is very rarely pretty, but at least it’s simple. I can present it to someone and say: See, that’s racism. That’s how racism works economically: your labor is devalued...
July 2011
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June 2011
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On Thinking Yourself a Tourist: Sex Work & Class
There’s this line in J.M. Coetzee’s Disgrace, where the protagonist (dirty old scholar that he is) imagines the escort he frequents making fun of him. He believes himself wise, saying “He has a shrewd idea of how prostitutes speak among themselves about the men who frequent them, the older men in particular. They tell stories, they laugh, but they shudder, too, as one shudders at...
May 2011
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Bad Johns V. Bad Customers
I don’t have many ho-ing friends. I have a lot of ho acquaintances, but in the great sprawl that is Manhattan and its outer-boroughs, it’s rare I bump in to them. I work alone, in an in-call space I rent out for the privilege of working alone, and the other girls who use the space I see only briefly, as we hand it off. Usually she’s pulling on her clothes and I’m pulling mine off. My lovers and...
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Scam-onomics
I went to see a psychic the other day. I was on Madison Avenue, feeling a little underwhelmed by recent life events, glumly strolling the sidewalk in this city of overwhelming skyscrapers and Fancy Dogs when a large and disheveled man intercepted me. He handed me a flier for tarot cards and psychic readings and asked me if I wanted to see the Madam. I’m a such a sucker for people hocking their...