10 am incall session. Incall - the client meets you at a house meant for “work”. My incall is 1.5 hours away from where I live. Which means I have to start getting ready 3 hours before. The city I work in is a big one, so I always prepare for traffic.
Charlie found me on a website where girls post ads with their pics, a bio full of bullshit, rates, dos and don’t, and a form of contact. My form of contact is an email address that goes straight to my screener. I found my screener on Reddit in the sex worker sub.
My screener’s name is Jen. Jen is amazing at finding out anything and everything about anyone who wants to book a session with me. I have yet to meet a problematic client through her. She is absolutely worth the 20% I give her.
On my way to the incall, Charlie texts me to confirm and I give him the cross streets of where the incall is. It’s never a good idea to text them the full address. I never want them to get there before I do.
On the way, I get breakfast at 7/11 and eat on the way. I eat just enough to not be hungry. I don’t want my stomach poking out during our session.
I do my makeup and hair while I’m at the incall. It’s a two bedroom house. I always tell my clients that I am one out of a few girls who works there and no one but a cat lives there. It’s half true. A cat does live there, but it has an owner. She lets girls use it for “work” for 10%.
Charlie calls me to let me know he’s there. I only know that he’s 35 years old - about 20 years younger than most of my clients. Another thing that makes Charlie different is that he’s Filipino. Most of my clients ( or anyone’s clients) are white men.
He’s painfully shy and looks like he’s ready to run out the door. He reminds me a lot of Lars from the movie, “Lars and the real girl.” Probably why he came to see me. I’m well aware that clients don’t see me as a “real girl” and I’m perfectly fine with that.
I ask him if he wants me to get more comfortable. He nods his head so I start taking off my romper. He looks like he’s about to pass out and asks if he could lay down.
While he’s laying down, I tell him to let me know if I’m doing something he doesn’t like. He agrees and I start giving him oral. Judging by his reaction, I think I may be the first to give him that experience. I thought he was going to nut right away but instead, he grabs a condom puts it on himself and flips me around. He’s not so shy anymore.
We have a very fun 4 minutes of that and then he nuts. He quickly dresses and dashes out the door. I text him that I had fun and he is more than welcome to use me as a reference for when he decides to see another girl. He thanks me and then makes up some story about being in a hurry.
Charlie, like most of my younger clients, seems to be inexperienced with sex or may be just girls. I’ve taken a lot of virginities and I think I may have taken Charlie’s. At 35, he wouldn’t be my oldest virgin. I’ve had a 47 year old one.
I start changing the sheets for the next girl who will be using the room. I rarely ever see anyone else who works there. After I change the sheets and disinfect every doorknob, I leave 10% of what Charlie paid me in the safe with a paper attached with my name on it, the date, and how long my session was.
Then, I shower and Venmo Jen 20% of what Charlie paid me. I only keep 70% of my rate but the amount I’m left with is more than what a minimum wage worker makes in a week.
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