July 2011
2 posts
5 tags
5 tags
hotel lobby...
My name is Jake, at least it is to you. For those of you that haven’t met me yet, I’m a gay escort. Men, email and ask to meet for sex. After the sex is done, I clean up, get dressed and head back to my home.
But the best part, the part that never grows old is the approach. I’m given an address, and a time. Sometimes a room number, sometimes an intercom code.
I travel to...
June 2011
2 posts
4 tags
The first white envelope
My name is Jake. Or at least it is to you. I’m an escort; at least I am at night and on weekends. I have a career that has nothing to do with sex. I don’t escort because I need the money but because it fills a space…
I posted a profile online, thinking I wouldn’t receive any hits. It was late, the posting was brief. I awoke to 15 emails.
My world began to spin, and...
