Jan25

Stereotypes

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Stereotypes

We are told almost on a daily basis not to judge people based on stereotypes, because it is wrong. It isn’t a good way to interact with people, bla, bla, bla. Now I try not to judge people based on preconceived notions, but sometimes you just have to give into your inner prejudging demon and go there.

Example: I received an out call, rather early in the morning from a land line(broke rule about land lines), ok took the booking, client gave mobile number, with the codicil attached to the end of his answer to why he was calling from a land line-his mobile phone was out of credit(he is booking an escort for 200 an hour and doesn’t have enough phone credit?) By now under normal circumstances I would have told sweet cheeks to get his priorities straight. Ok, got dressed, called taxi, called client to let him know I am on the way, instructed him to have money in cash to give to me upon arrival, said all was ok. Took taxi to what can only be said wasn’t the best part of town to a highrise(highrises in some parts of the world, not good). Didn’t know this until I arrived. But again, willing to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, walked up to the iron clad door with the plexiglass slits showing, instead of glass. (Glass doors just scream decent neighborhood, don’t they? ) Rang bell, entered to a hall way that hadn’t seen the touch of a broom in many moons, same for the lift. Now by this time, my alarm bells are a-ringing a tattoo in my ears. Get to the floor, go to apartment, what stands before me? Young guy dress in a tracksuit! Oh wait for it, with a dog! Not just any kind of dog, but yes the stereotypical, drug-dealer-wanna-be-standard, a Stafford/Pitbull bitch! Then the faithful words roll of his tongue, do you want some blow? It took all my professionalism to not roll my eyes, as I tallied up all the things about this situation which had I stuck with my preconceived notions about certain types of clients and stereotypes, I wouldn’t be in this persons apartment  feeling the urge to be hosed down by a man in a has-mat suit as if exposed to large amounts of toxic substances. This was followed by, his friend would be back in 10mins with the money. My queue to exit.

There were too many things about the situation that had I stuck to my acquired knowledge about client types and stereotypes, I would have been safely in my nice apt having a cuppa.

We in our modern society have this over-whelming urge to be seen as being modern and oh so PC, when in actually we are making judgements about the world around us based on ancient programing.

There are just things that are true in my line of work:

All black men don’t have big dicks(but some white guys do as well). Usually the best dressed clients are the cheapest bastards(sometimes they are generous to a fault). The cutest, sexiest guy you would shag for free, wants the biggest dildo up his bum(and sometimes he just wants to shag you senseless)! And tracksuit wearing, Stafford owners, with no credit on their mobiles, who live in tenement flats don’t have 200 quid to spend on an escort(and sometimes even these will surprise you)! Stereotypes, sure but there has to be some truth in there somewhere.

 

Jan20

A shocking admission.

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A shocking admission.

A client made a shocking admission to me, which made me feel creepy and disgusted at the same time. Basically he admitted to having had bareback sex with another escort. Now that admission was shocking, but it was the story of his whole life falling apart after that was amazing to me, and the fact that this man still visits escort and will probably engage in unsafe behavior again, because it really isn’t his fault.

Now to say that his life fell apart because of bareback sex would be untrue, but it was just one tiny pebble in the foundation of what is a very troubled life. Basically, he hasn’t grown up or gotten over the fact that his parents died. Now we are not talking about a small child having to deal with the death of his parents, but a grown man. And as a result he has used this as an unconscious justification for all of his bad behavior, and when blaming dear dead mom and dad wasn’t enough, he started blaming his wife. Because he plainly stated it is his wife’s fault he started to visit escorts and ask one for bareback sex! At this point in the conversation, I had to resist the urge to bitch slap him. Idiot!

Through gritted teeth I said, “No, it isn’t her fault, it is your choice. You choose to visit escorts because of your wife’s decision to not have sex with you.” He looked at me perplexed. He couldn’t see how he had made bad decisions.

So, he continues telling me the story of how he compounded the problem of having unsafe sex with an escort, when she asked him not to climax in her. Well, you all probably know what is coming? He did exactly what she asked him not to do. Which caused the escort to freak out, accuse him of raping her(this logic is also lost on me), and promised to call the police.

Well, she made good on her threat, called the police, who went over to arrest him, and  what does he do? He tries to kill himself! Not with a gun, or jumping our of a window, but by stabbing himself in the chest!  I don’t know what shocked me more, the utter over the top reaction to police visiting his home(wife was in at the time-poor woman), or the fact that he chose the stupidest method of offing himself? The jury is out on that one. I by this time have scooted to the far end of the bed, and am staring at this man in utter revolution, slack-jawed, and speechless. Jesus Christ! Is this what really lurks within? I was seriously happier not knowing about it. Where is there a willing sub when a girl needs one? So, much more in touch with their dark side, and willing to find a constructive outlet for their frustrations.

Then the though begins to run through my mind, why on earth is he telling me this? This has added nothing to our encounter, and if anything, will prevent me from EVER seeing him again, and probably black list him to other escorts, because he is in my opinion a tinderbox of issues and sexual frustrations just waiting to explode. Did he want absolution or forgiveness? Or was it is some twisted way him bragging? I will never know, or to be honest want to know.

I am seriously considering adding Counseling as an extra to my other services.