Denver is a lonely city, for the 20 yr old student. With no fake i.d. and my current i.d. lost within the confines of the abyss of my room, I haven't had the opportunity to get out much. Friends wandered in and out with of my life with the lazy consistency of Forrest Whittaker's left eye.
I think I was drawn in by the smell of money, with my good looks and toned body, I knew that I could make more than average here.
But I needed to know I could do this first. I've been an avid reader of Alexa Di Carlo, Tracy Quan and Belle de Jour. I could relate to these women, they seemed well read, and intelligent, and far from the victim. They showed an upside to the world of prostitution, a world free from the traps of obvious religious morals, and silly social conundrums.
They were like sexual beacons for me, I idolized them religiously.
Many a night I pondered the possibilities, could i do this ? Could I make the cross from the horny fan to the elite call girl sophisticate ?
This was given six months of pure thought, and in the meantime I consumed every piece of literature on prostitutes known to man. It was in sense, my sexual re-awakening, I got familiar with Marquis de Sade, the erotic art of Touko Laaksonen, and watched the movie Belle de jour, with the lovely Catherine Deneuve.
But it was the lovely Umrao Jaan, that showed me there was more of an art to this that meets the eye.
Watching Aishwarya Rai potray the famous Lucknow courtesan with such elegance, I realized it was so much more than the sexual act, but the feeling you inspire within your clients. There was a seduction and it was an incredible art.
My once foolish admiration, turned into awe, once I realized, that there was a great deal of talent that went into this. The best courtesan's were created, with alot of hard work on their part. So I set out to be the best sex worker, I could possibly be.
Impossible ? No
But first I needed to know, that I could do this. That I could make the transition from from young girl to call girl.
So I put an Ad on Craiglist.