How old were you when you saw your first provider/client?

Tell us your story

I was nineteen and just started college .I went to a modeling studio.She was a beautiful blonde just 19 .I didn/t have enough money, but she let me slide.I told her I would bring her the rest the next day, I had wonderful time.Turns out she was a student too.Isaw her in my math class..I never saw her again.

For me it was last November. I am 43 and got divorced so I went on a dating site and met a lady who asked me to get verified on a dating site verification thing that ended up being a scam and cost me $40 but it did give me membership to an escort site. Very odd but I never new this world existed so I contacted a provider who responded back "P411 or references". I had no idea what that meant and how could I get her references? Again, I am clueless but end up subscribing to P411 and go and meet my first provider. I start to tell her my story and when I start telling her about going on a dating site her eyes get huge and she stops me and says "You do know what this is, right?" That broke the ice and got me laughing. I will never forget the look on her face.

I was a Lifeguard at a hotel pool in Atlantic City NJ .and was only 17y/o., earning about $2.50 an hour. Casino Gambling had just started but the Miss America Pageant was always held there, some people thought at the time I was a contestant. The boss of the Hotel called me into his office, he told me to meet him at his room at such and such a time. I knew this was a bad idea, but he was my boss. I arrived at his room and he attacked me sexually, I was like WTF? He said, how about all your expenses paid for your living plus..... after that as his mistress, went everywhere with him, best clothes, high end dinners, travel, the best of everything...I guess. After that, the door is opened.
The best times I've ever had were when I was NOT a working girl, but the issue is, once youve broken that personal barrier, it's just too damn easy to go back time and time again. No one likes to be broke, when you know you dont HAVE to be. And you sacrifice a fucking lot, not to be. I'm convinced it takes a special kind of female to do this Well.
Like in the Old West, there were the pious wives, and then the Saloon Girls, youre built for one or the other. I was always the Saloon Girl, it's just the way it is. I'm still the girl next door in my own mind, but my history just says otherwise. You just are not.

One time at band camp.......

Burk.....you didn;t read the question...your first provider

I was a Lifeguard at a hotel pool in Atlantic City NJ .and was only 17y/o., earning about $2.50 an hour. Casino Gambling had just started but the Miss America Pageant was always held there, some people thought at the time I was a contestant. The boss of the Hotel called me into his office, he told me to meet him at his room at such and such a time. I knew this was a bad idea, but he was my boss. I arrived at his room and he attacked me sexually, I was like WTF? He said, how about all your expenses paid for your living plus..... after that as his mistress, went everywhere with him, best clothes, high end dinners, travel, the best of everything...I guess. After that, the door is opened.
The best times I've ever had were when I was NOT a working girl, but the issue is, once youve broken that personal barrier, it's just too damn easy to go back time and time again. No one likes to be broke, when you know you dont HAVE to be. And you sacrifice a fucking lot, not to be. I'm convinced it takes a special kind of female to do this Well.
Like in the Old West, there were the pious wives, and then the Saloon Girls, youre built for one or the other. I was always the Saloon Girl, it's just the way it is. I'm still the girl next door in my own mind, but my history just says otherwise. You just are not. Originally Posted by Sonja

You do know that what you just described is rape right? And that rape is not the same thing that escorting is.

I was 27 when I saw my first client.

I grew up very close to the American/Mexican border. A little after I turned 16 I got my license; first one among my friends. When I could borrow the car my buddies and I would head across the border and party.

On one of those initial trips I got separated from my crew. Not too worried because they had to wait for me regardless. I ended up walking around an area that had a few whorehouses. Some of the ladies tried calling me over but they were a little scary looking. Finally a young girl, probably around my age or a little older, approached me. She was cute and had big tits, the only things I looked for in a girl back then. She started talking to me in broken English. I wasn't sure at first but when she grabbed my dick (prior to this I was the only person who had handled him), stuck her tongue in my my ear, then told me she'd kiss me all over and down there, I was convinced.

Went in, paid $5 for the room, $5 to the mamacita for a sort of clean towel, and my date $20. Got in the room and immediately started making out with her. She put my hands all over her body. Then she took off her shirt and I saw my first pair of real live tits. I almost came just from that. Dived right in for a bit then finally she made me take off my pants and proceeded to blow me. I don't remember much but I know I lasted maybe 2 minutes and it felt like I came for 3 hours. Pretty sure I just popped on her tits.

I sat on the ratty little bed in a daze while she went to clean up. Pretty sure she was pissed either because I didn't warn her when I was about to come or because I came a lot. Sounded like she was cussing my name and saying "virgen" a lot. Pulled me off the bed and shoved me out the door while I was still trying to pull up my pants. Whole thing took maybe 10 minutes. As soon as I got outside I found my friends looking for me. Told them what happened so I had to wait while each of them went in to get taken care of. They were also kicked out of their rooms by an angry Mexican hooker.

Good times...

You do know that what you just described is rape right? And that rape is not the same thing that escorting is. Originally Posted by SillyGirl

Exactly.

___________________


Anyways, I was 19 and loved every minute of it.

I was 37 the first time I made the first call and I'm still 37. So it wasn't that long ago. I won't get into why but it was definitely a paradigm shift for me. I had a mean and nasty stripper/hooker in the family so my opinion of this business was pretty bad. She would toy with guys to get all their money and then call the cops next time they showed up. This cold heartless b*tch would cut out your still beating heart and pawn it for a dollar. She was abused and left on her own for weeks at a time with no electricity when she was 7 years old. I thought you really had to be one messed up mofo to do this. I was wrong.

I was 16. One night in the summer of 1980 some buddies and I were parting and we got a wild hair up our asses and decided to drive 3 hrs to Reno, I'm froma small town in Ca and go to the Mustang Rauch. None of us had ever been there befor. I was quite the experience to say the least. We got to the gate and were buzzed in. Then we got the line up ther must have been 15 girls there. I felt like I was ina candy store. I couldn't decide, but finally picked a asian woman. We went back to her room and she gave me the prices and what I could get. I opted for the half and half. Well to make a long story short I got so excited that i lasted a whole 5 min before I shot my load. It was exciting doing that. I have been hooked ever since

I was 50 on Friday when I saw my first provider and I was 50 yesterday when I saw my first provider. This won't change till May!

I was 50 on Friday when I saw my first provider and I was 50 yesterday when I saw my first provider. This won't change till May! Originally Posted by Still Looking

Oooh so you're now like a provider. You know --- the one that's been saying she's 21 for 7 years. I get it.

I was 49, about a couple of weeks before my join eccie date of March 2011, after being laid off, so I decided to turn a negative into a positive...getting laid is much better than getting laid off, jokes on them

Who knew? '