Someone held me up at gunpoint last night. I’ll never forget the smell of his cologne or the brick butterflies banging around in my belly swiftly moving my partially digested spam Masubi to my colon.
In my work as an escort, I’m constantly meeting new people and seeing them naked. You might assume that this means I’m totally body-positive, but it hasn’t worked out that way.
I have played hockey almost all of my adult life. The speed, skill, and physicality of the game are exhilarating. I play in a primarily men’s league, and nothing cheers me up more than time in the box for a roughing penalty.
I knew I wanted to be a companion but I wanted to do something I like, I wanted to do something uncommon so all my work wouldn't rely on GFE which I think in certain cases can become very boring after a while.
Read more... A Switter user made and posted this sometime in 2018.