I had just worked a week in a hot ass kitchen in Lancelin and I didn't make anywhere near what she made in a night, so I decided to go and apply for a job too. The following weekend in Oct 2012 I started my escort career at the same place.
I’ve been a sex worker for so long now that sometimes I wonder which parts of my high femme identity are things I do because of work, and which parts are due to my work.
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.
'There’s a lot of hate in this world but through sex work – and I’m talking specifically about companionship – we create such a loving intimate space for people, free of judgment.'