I became a social escort

Social IssuesSexuality

  • Author Adam Joseph
  • Published May 27, 2010
  • Word count 452

I always envied models, what with all that wealth and prestige

associated with them.

Thus I was thrilled when I was talent-spotted as a model.

The more I worked, the more I enjoyed my job.

Not only was I able to earn up $50-$130 per hour — which was a

lot for a student who gets an allowance of $40 per week —

I also enjoyed the attention from others, the impressed looks

from my friends. All these fuelled my hunger to advance in

this trade. Even though I knew it was difficult for me to go far due to inexperience, a less marketable non-Eurasian look and height

constraints, I had a dream to join a top escort agency someday!

An golden opportunity came a few months later when an

escort agent emailed me and invited me to be a social escort.

He told me model-escorts earned anywhere from $1,200 to $10,000

an hour (double the rates for ordinary escorts) and the better

ones could earn a 5-figure salary a month!

The sheer size of the wages enticed me and I felt even more

tempted when I discovered the agent also owned one of the

top-notch modeling agencies.

He gave me this offer — I would get contracted to his

top modeling agency if I moonlighted as an escort.

Naturally, I knew that nobody will find out and I could fund my education to America.

Besides, so many girls are doing it so I replied "Yes" immediately.

I knew that my needs swayed me into accepting the offer and my

ambitions and greed were perfectly acceptable.

Since I accepted the offer, I received many castings calls and achieved success

quickly. I did many TVCs, editorials and even went on to acting!

It felt good to prove some of the other girls in my school wrong,

for they thought I did not deserve to model. The benefits were amazing!

It was been close to half a year since I became an escort and I already

own my own private apartment and my own car.

I am a top model now and I still do escorting.

I am happy and I have never looked back.

At the end of the day, I achieved an understanding of what makes me who I am.

We do what we do because of who we are. If we did otherwise, we would not be ourselves.

I am capable in the eyes of others, someone who drives the

flashiest car and earns the most money.

What is representative of me is not the amount of money in my bank account nor the prestige of being a high flyer.

I love escorting, my values and what I stand for — these define me.

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