And I don’t need any absolution. — It’s been two years and two months since my last confession. My confession to you that I needed more. I needed you in my life, yes. But I also needed to explore my sexuality. And I wanted to do it by selling my body. Why sell my body? In actuality…

When you work as an escort, often the most lucrative jobs are called “out calls.” In calls are at the place of business, in my case a massage parlor. Out calls take place in a home or hotel room. …

We all own our sexualities no matter what culture tells us. — Casual sex, especially between strangers, can make great fantasy. But, I have some conflicted feelings about doing it in real life. I’m not speaking from the perspective of a prude — I am a former escort. …

My initiation into solo sex taught me a lot about myself. — First loves are supposed to herald in a whole new world, opening you up to new feelings and perspectives you never had before. You might think I experienced this when I lost my virginity. We did whisper “I love you,” many times in our warm embrace. …

I wish reality could be as sexy as fantasies. — I imagine myself telling the two men exactly what to do when I watch gay porn. They are in the vulnerable position of being watched. It gives me an incredible sense of control. And I’m not alone. …

I couldn’t be close to women when I was an escort. — For years, most of my interactions socially were with men. This was true to some extent before I was an escort. But when I entered into sex work, my relationships were even more limited. Before I was an escort, I went to an engineering-focused college. There, I didn’t have many…

An arousing encounter with a favorite client. — The dream was recurring. I would go and see one of my regular clients at his house. Then I would see — and experience — the biggest dick I had ever laid eyes, hands, and mouth on. This dream was based on a real occurrence, but my unconscious found it…