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300 DOLLARS

Over the course of just a day Oliver and I had exchanged a number of emails and I had already learnt so much about him and him about me.

Hi Summer

Yeah I was thinking the same thing – nice we contacted each other at the same time! 🙂

I guess I’d ask first of all what you do (study perhaps?) and where you live in Sydney? I’m at Rose Bay, so I guess I was hoping to find someone in the eastern suburbs.. ??

But I definitely agree with your approach of finding someone fun and interesting! Work is pretty busy for me these days, so would love someone friendly and easygoing I could meet up with once or twice a week and just hang out with. Hopefully someone a bit interesting! And yes, in return, I would offer an allowance.
Oliver x

I told him I was studying a Bachelor of Science full time at the University of Sydney and assured him I didn’t live to far from him. I asked about his work and what his busy schedule might look like.

Could you also expand on the allowance part?” My answers and questions were building to one topic really. I was curious how much he would want to pay for a newbie. I didn’t want to suggest an amount first just in case it was too low and I miss out on extra cash.

Hey again!

That’s cool – studying science at Sydney! 🙂  
You’re not too far away! Sounds possible anyway .. Do you live with your folks?
I work for the NSW Parliament and it can be busy work, especially when parliament sits late into the evening.

And responding to your question, I guess in an ideal world, you could come over once a week after uni (maybe Monday evenings because parliament definitely doesn’t sit late that night). I know the nature of the site – sure I’d love a partner, and in return would offer you say $300? But as you say – I would hope to genuinely get on with you as a friend too. And I’m sure I could drive you home too if you caught the bus from Sydney uni to Rose Bay.

Oliver x

I took my phone out and hit the calculator app. Oliver wasn’t very clear how long an evening would be. If it was a couple of hours I would be making a lot of money an hour. But if an evening included dinner and entertainment like a movie or a ‘long walk along the beach’, that would take about a generous 5 hours. Then I would only be making $60 an hour. However it was still a lot higher than my wage as a sales assistant and I would just get to hang out with a new friend and be paid to do so. ‘I guess for a newbie $300 is a good start.’

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We continued emailing throughout the week. Oliver would normally reply towards the end of the day, around 6 or 7 in the evening. I assumed it was on the way home after work because it almost seemed it would fit into his busy schedule. I asked more about his work and eventually we got on to the topic of why we were both on the site.

‘Professional girls’ were discouraged quite strongly on the website. When signing up there was a warning advising anyone who was a professional prostitute or escort using the website to find work would face legal consequences. Even on a few profiles, men would add a small side note asking not to be contacted by these girls. So I didn’t want  to come off as one these girls and lose a great opportunity but at the same time I wasn’t like them.

There are lots of things I’d be curious to know about you. But perhaps not being too intrusive, why did you join this site? You don’t have a boyfriend at the moment?
Oliver x

Well to be honest, there are two reasons, the first being the concept of the site. It’s very intriguing and different and I like that! Second, it’s an alternative to what I was going to go into previously. No boyfriend at the moment, I haven’t met the right person yet. I know that sounds very cheesy but it’s the main reason. 

May I ask why you joined the site?
Summer Xx

Ha ha .. yes the concept of the site is a bit intriguing. Different to normal dating sites anyway! What were you going to go into previously if I can ask? An RSVP-type site?

I joined just to try something different. I joined after my last relationship ended. That was a while ago now, but now trying to give this site a proper go! 🙂

Btw – if you’d like to chat more by email, rather than here, my address is opet5892@hotmail.com
Oliver xx

How do I explain to a complete stranger I was thinking of becoming a prostitute?Honesty is usually the best policy, but stretching the truth works better sometimes. I replaced prostitute with escort and my response was already looking less seedy.

Hey, 

Hope i got the email address right, or else this might get awkward hahaha 

Have you ever had a ‘sugarbaby’ before? 

I was going to go into private escorting, but that required way to much time. Time that i didn’t have. Financial assistance was another reason I joined the site. Forgot to mention that before. hahaha

Summer xx

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The evening came and I hadn’t received an email from Oliver like usual. I was a little worried Oliver thought the ‘escorting’ was a little too much, but it was still early and he did mention he was a busy man. My phone would go off with Facebook messages and WhatsApp notifications but no email notification. Midnight approached and I still didn’t receive anything from Oliver. I had class the next day and couldn’t afford to stay up any later.

I closed my eyes and curled up in my sheets.My brain lit up and started going through the possible scenarios that would stop Oliver from emailing me. He was just stranger but he had already made an influence on my life.

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Offically a Sugarbaby

“Don’t tell anyone.” I rolled my eyes. Why would I tell anyone I was thinking of becoming a prostitute? I locked my phone and threw it into my bag. I spent the entire train ride home in my own world. I was lucky I didn’t miss my stop. The only thing that was really going through my head was the $150 an hour I would make. My mind was battling between what I always thought was wrong, a job that only the lowest of the low do. Girls, who dropped out of high school, got knocked up and needed an easy job. I’m not a high school dropout; I attend one of Australia’s best universities. But WHY does it seem so wrong? I couldn’t understand. It’s just another job, it’s a service, a service that would easily fund my current expensive lifestyle and even possibly my future. Two sides of my brain were fighting, and wasn’t closer to making a decision.

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You know how in movies, the best friend always says ‘Just sleep on it, promise ?’ when it came to the main protagonist having to make a plot twisting decision. Well that’s what I did. My logical side told me to sleep on it.

Thank goodness I did, because that night my mind wondered into other possible branches similar to prostitution. I sat up, fumbled through the dark to turn on my laptop.

From Google, escorting seemed to just be the same thing but better pay. As I was scrolling through the search page I noticed ‘sugar daddy’ on the right side. I wasn’t 100% sure what a sugar daddy was, I just knew it would be something similar to gold digging, and I had always joked about becoming a gold digger. So I started looking more into the world of sugar daddies. I typed “Sugar daddy” into Google and a long list of websites helping older rich men look for young attractive intelligent women who need financial help came up. “Dating service, cater[ing] specifically to those seeking Mutually Beneficial relationships”, “No Cheap Sugar Daddies. Meet only Millionaires.” and “The Largest Site for Sugar Daddy Dating” flooded my screen.

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Those websites weren’t very helpful, I still didn’t really understand what a sugar daddy was. I refined my search and found blog after blog from both men and women and their point of view of being a sugar daddy or sugar baby. It was such an interesting world I was delving into. I found stories of women finding great, successful men who would help financially fund their lives. They spoke of amazing nights having long, bonding conversations about their lives and interests. It seemed like being a sugar baby didn’t involve sex. I never came across a single story that mentioned a sugar baby having sex with their handsome rich sugar daddy.

It was decided.

I went back to my ‘sugar daddy’ search page and clicked on the first online website for sugar daddy’s, sugardaddymeet.com. The website layout was more like a forum but was still professional. I was determined to give it a proper go. I’ve always been a natural at talking to strangers, making others feel comfortable and I’d like to think I was some what attractive. So I filled in my details, Summer Smith, 2- years of age, 5’9”, slim, you know the usual stuff. And as I was waiting for my profile to go through,  I pictured a handsome, tall, blue eyed 30 year old. A smile grew across my face, this might actually work. This could be my new job, entertaining older men for money without the sex. Or maybe getting fuck with a slightly older hottie.

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Well so I thought…

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The Start

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Early August 2013, the second semester had just started. I turned 20 something a few weeks before, still on holiday mode. I remember this day SO clearly…

I finished my last class for the day and headed to the computer lab to meet with one of my closest friends, Hue (he’ll be making many appearances in the future). We agreed to do some work before we went home, but I didn’t get a lot done that afternoon.

I walked into the lab and gave Hue a huge side hug, I hadn’t seen him for about 4 hours. Before I could even log in, I heard one of Hue’s friends calling my name from the other side of the room. Jamie, special guy. He’s rude, loud, rich, but surprisingly quite fun to be around. I hadn’t seen him since last semester, so we did the quick how are you, how was your mid semester break, what’d you get up to? You know the usual stuff. Then he just casually slips in “Did you bang anyone?”. I jokingly scrunched my face into a disappointed, revolted look. Then I told him quickly about a one night stand I had with some guy at The Star. He wasn’t my smartest conquest, a total tool but what else does one expect picking up a random?

But then all of a sudden Jamie’s expression just changed. “Okay you can’t tell anyone this. Like no one.” I nodded, quite confused.

“Seriously, you can’t tell anyone.”

“Okay! I get it Jamie!” I shouted. He leaned in and actually whispered conspiratorially “I know this guy who runs the main prostituting joint in Kings Cross.” then paused. I think he was waiting for some kind of response but I didn’t say anything, just stared at him. He continued,“If you want I can get you in.”.

I had no idea what else to say. What do you say to that? Yeah I slept around, but I wasn’t going to sell myself for money. I wouldn’t sink that low. “Um, What?”.

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Jamie just kept going, “You can either work in the hotel he owns and clients will come to you, or you can be driven to client’s homes by a driver. It’s relatively safe. Someone will know your whereabouts the whole time.” And before I could think, I opened my mouth “How much would I get paid?”  I do not know why but that had actually came out of my mouth.

“I think its $150 an hour. You’d get a few clients per night but wouldn’t have to work every night. You’ll be rotated every few weeks. Depends on how many girls there are.” I didn’t tell him to stop talking.  It became more and more intriguing with every detail Jamie gave me. I grew more curious, and flashes from episodes of ‘Secret Diary of a Call Girl’ went through my head. I’d get to explore all my sexual desires, with hot men with money and great bodies, and get paid for it, paid very well.

I still hadn’t said too much back to Jamie. “Just think about it. Like don’t decide now. I’m going to have lunch with him today, so I’ll ask him about it for you.”

The only thing running through my mind at that point was: what if I’m not even that good at sex? Why would anyone want to pay for bad sex?’ Was it wrong that at the time, that it was my only real concern? I finally stopped daydreaming and spoke, “Yeah, I’ll think about it. I’ll let you know tomorrow?’

“Yeah sure. I’ll try and find out some more stuff today.” Jamie walked back to his computer and I just looked back at my computer screen, staring aimlessly at the desktop screen. What the fuck had just happened?

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A prostitute, an escort and a sugarbaby walk into a bar.

Webster online dictionary defines ‘prostitute’ as ‘ to offer indiscriminately for sexual intercourse especially for money’. Just kidding, I’m not going to be lame.

I can safely say, this time last year, to me, a prostitute, escort or a sugarbaby seemed to be all the same (trading sex for money). I couldn’t careless what the difference was.

I actually learned the difference from talking to the men I ‘worked‘ with. I found a lot of them rather an escort than a prostitute. ‘I don’t want just sex, if I did I would just call a number and book a time. It’s cheaper too.‘. They were more after combing a friend with sex. I’ve also read a number of comments and remarks online upon my research phase that prostitutes are the lowest of the low. I don’t think it’s fair to say that at all. In my opinion, a job’s a job, and who cares if does involve the exchange of money and sex.

Okay, so I’m going to make this easy. A prostitute provides sex or sexual acts in return for money. An escort is hired for a combination of companionship and sex, often costing more for other expenses. And a sugarbaby is the cheaper and beginner version of an escort.

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