When I first started as a doe-eyed 18 year old escorting in San Francisco and taking a combination of cabs, buses and subways home to my dorm, I didn't kiss. I thought it was standard, and I'll be frank, it made the whole prospect seem easier. I had no access to reviews or provider boards (I think there were only two on the entire internet), so how was I even supposed to know what went on in appointments and what to do? I had read a number of books written by sex workers about politics, feminism, kink, and so on, but no one ever talked about the Kissing Question. Sadly, I relied on the stereotype to inform me.
As I opened up and got better at the job, I realized I was keeping myself from doing something *I* found natural and enjoyable, and also that my appointments were mine to make, and I set the rules.
Fuck everybody else, I wanna suck on your face
I can't say what the reasoning is for everyone, but for me it was purely ignorance about what went on behind closed doors. I did some really silly shit back then. I do silly shit now, too, but at least I kiss.