I think we live in a world that hates poor people and sensationalizes sex in a really nasty way. I feel that ideology constantly harms sex workers and excludes us from social liberation movements by objectifying our labor while rejecting our existence in the same breath.
The plot of the book follows my fumbles getting into sex work via sugar dating and then… moving off from sugar-stuff into escorting. I decided to publish because of a notably awful date that I went on towards the end of my time on the sugar-sites.
"Being a Black Pro Domme is so empowering and fun with what we are sought for; the different shapes and sizes we come in is any man’s dream... We walk into rooms and command attention without saying a word."
Social Media is a hydra of sorts where the power to change the narrative is wielded by commodifying authenticity and intimacy, and that power can offer opportunity or danger no matter how you slice it. Everything is connected and until the systemic discrimination and exploitation of sex workers
What’s important is how I choose to view sex workers, and how I view myself, and the sex workers in the community who I choose to surround myself with. I see us as powerful, empowering, deeply beautiful, nurturing, compassionate, passionate, driven, creative, fun, and just business savvy people.