I'm gonna backtrack into what my blog was originally sposed to be about when I first started writing it. Insider info on sexwork. I know people don't come to Steemit for this kind of advice (hello Google) but I'm putting it out there. For a friend of a friend. So take my hand as I guide you through a few things I knew going into my escort career, and a few things I've learnt on the way.  

FIRST THINGS FIRST. PROFILE SETUP.

I've only ever worked independently, so I can only advise about that. Sure, you could work for an agency, but they take nearly half the money you earn, and I feel there's less opportunity to be your real self. The site where I list my escortyness, you can go as big or simple as you like. I hate writing bios -  I've deleted and restarted my account at least three times, and every time I do I hate writing it. Just make sure you come across as how you really would be in person. If yer the mad pornstar type, throw in a lot of dirty talk. Personally, I go for casual laidback. There are a million guys wanting all sorts, so someone will like you. Definitely take some time to browse other girls pages, just to see how they show themselves. You'll pick up things along the way and adjust your page accordingly.

KNOW YOUR WORTH

Which brings me to this. Look at other girls to see what the average price per hour is in your region. Remember you are selling your body and your time; not flogging a coffee table you don't want anymore. A higher price can attract a more respectable clientele. It all comes down to what you feel comfortable with. There are girls that will charge half of what you do. They'll fuck twice as many men (or more). Believe in your worth and stick to yer guns, people pay for more than sex; A good personality will go a long way too.

IS EVERYONE OK WITH THIS?

You might not be able to tell yer mum and dad, but what about your friends? Some people won't like it, they won't get it. You need to think about if sexwork will affect your relationships never, now, or later down the line. Not giving a fuck is hard to do. Some people can't keep secrets, and sexwork is juicy gossip in small towns. I've been lucky enough to have someone (besides my partner) who I can confide in completely, who knows this world like I do. More so than my partner actually, because he doesn't want to hear the gory details. Me and my boyfriend talked it out for a loonng long time, before I started escorting again. To me, it's a business transaction, it's work. And when we were skint as fuck, it was a big help. I did it for us, but never for me (I'm not some mad nympho who just wants to fuck). I captilised on my sexuality and my acceptance of sexwork in general. If your partner can't deal with it now, they never will. Though, I wouldn't ruin a good loving relationship over this. If you're single (like I was when I started out) then no big deal, go do whatcha want ;) 

INCALLS OR OUTCALLS?

I don't do incalls for these reasons: It's my house, where me and my boyfriend live - I need to keep parts of me separate to my escort persona. It's also a rubbish little house and I've been in redecorating DIY mode for the past year. With lots of unfinished projects. When I lived in London it was easy to get around to do outcalls on public transport, but now I live up North, it would be impossible if I couldn't drive. Think about the areas you cover, and how you can get there. Doing incalls may be easier, if your house and life is suitable for it.

YOU DO YOU AND NOTHING ELSE

Figure out what you're comfortable doing. Don't ever be pressured into doing something you're not. Trust your gut - generally when something sounds to good to be true, it is. Know what makes you great, add some sex and confidently put yourself out there. People will like you. Try and make friends with other sexworkers, don't see them as competition. We gals should stick together.

IT'S NOT EASY MONEY

Yeah, you can make a lot in an hour. But what if you only work 2 hours that week? Still more than a part-time minimum wage job (trust me) but you have to work hard to promote yourself. Personally,  I think mentally and physically preparing for an escort meet, as well as the down time after, goes so much beyond what the client sees. Get ready to have your time wasted, it's part and parcel of the job. There will be quiet times (school holidays in particular). BUT. There is no better feeling then leaving with fat stacks in yer purse after an hour. AN HOUR. You are gonna learn to love yourself in ways you never even knew. You're a bad bitch for even doing this.

GET A BUDDY

Penultimate point, important. Never meet someone without telling someone else. Write down their name, username, address, phone number, all the info you have, whatever. Text it to someone. Where I work, there is a ratings and feedback system. It's for both clients and workers, so we all have a better idea of the people we may meet. Even if they have amazing feedback, let someone know where you are and when you're expecting to finish. Any decent client will not be offended by you getting your phone out to a) let someone know you have arrived and b) letting them know you are out and done.

AND FINALLY, FEEL THE FEAR

If you are anything like me, it will always be nerve-wracking. I almost never know what the people will look like, so it's like a blind date every time. Where we have to fuck immediately. I'm really not an overly confident gobby kinda girl, but I can chat shit, and that's all you need really. The nerves should go quickly, you just need to hold your own. You will meet some cool people. You'll meet some people you wish you hadn't. You'll learn things about yourself, and you will always have interesting dinner party convo. Not that I've ever been to a dinner party. I do like telling strangers about what I do though..

Good luck and kisses :D

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(TOP TIP: Get a few pairs of holdups. Most men love 'em and it means you can get away with stubbly legs. Don't buy stockings though, they're fiddly as fuck)