Sex worker to Office Worker....Not the world's easiest transition...

Having been involved in the sex industry since the tender age of 20, I'll not pretend my recent departure from it and into regular work was an easy one...the most notable difference being my hourly take home. Now I'm not saying that I do (or ever did) enjoy having sex with strange men for money..and let's face it, how many "escorts", or sex workers do you know that would be doing the job if they were not being paid?? I think we can safely say VERY FEW.
But the truth is that when I started out as a single mum of 20 on social security the financial rewards from prostitution were huge. It winds me up no end the crap that gets written about the sex trade, very often portraying it as some glamourous, and romantic subculture...Forget Catherine Deneuve in Belle de Jour, and all the other fake, stereotypical, romanticisms which are completely unrealistic and designed only to titillate men: when is a working girl going to actually have the balls the write about the sex trade as it really is, warts and all...the condoms that split, people you don't even fancy tonguing your clitoris, the punters that book then don't bother to cancel, the 4am calls from horny, coked -up dickheads that just happen to expect you to be available to come round and shag them, the smutty texters, the large number of people in varying degrees of mental ill health and poor personal hygiene, and the guys with smelly willys that expect you to suck them off without a condom.. GLAMOUROUS IT AIN'T....XX