What's a day in the life of an SP like?

[saturiasis]

I have always avoided asking direct or personal questions to an SP so as to not make her uncomfortable. I tend to ask general likes and dislikes, vacation preferences and where they were born etc. And I only know about their day from the moment I open my hotel room door to the moment she showers and leaves.

I am under no illusion that if they could earn the same money doing something else most wouldn't be in the business but it might make the encounter more enjoyable if I can relate a bit more to what their typical day is like. For instance
1. How early in the day does the SP start to think and prepare for the evening ahead?
2. How many clients can an SP see in an evening and what to they do between calls?
3. What do they tell their friends and family that they are doing in the evening?
4. How nervous does an SP get before they knock on the hotel door?
5. What are the 1 or 2 things a client should do to make them comfortable and what shouldn't a client do?
6. Do they remember or go over their encounters later, rate them or instantly forget about them?
7. Do the SP's prefer a relaxed conversation and a bit of a laugh like two friends would have before having sex or do they prefer it to be strictly a business transaction.
I know that no SP's think a like but it would be interesting to know if most SP's answer the questions same way the client does.

 

[alice_wonderland]

One day in my first SP life

1. How early in the day does the SP start to think and prepare for the evening ahead?

I start to think about one week ago, one other week to go... Just the imagine part I mean. If you mean 'prepare' like 'what I will wear', well I only try last night once. I try the dress, the shoes, the lingerie... I probably try them on again tonight just for fun. On the real day it is maybe taking 2 hours of preparing (shower, shave, make-up, cream, dress).

2. How many clients can an SP see in an evening and what to they do between calls?

One evening? One is enough no (and me for him )? Unless he is very bad.

In between calls? Well, we do not call, we email. I write stories about what I would do to him and then send them to him. And then he sends back. It is very fun.

3. What do they tell their friends and family that they are doing in the evening?

I do not tell before. But I see my best single friend next day for sure and I tell how I get and she did not get! And that he is not premature ejaculate like her last date

4. How nervous does an SP get before they knock on the hotel door?

I do not know. We go up together. By the time he find out if I am wearing underwear in the elevator, I doubt I am nervous any more.

5. What are the 1 or 2 things a client should do to make them comfortable and what shouldn't a client do?

He should be gentleman and get up to say hello and two kiss on cheek when she arrive. Then he should ask her if she wants a drink. He should not talk about mother or wife.

6. Do they remember or go over their encounters later, rate them or instantly forget about them?

I think it is being difficult to forget 'encounter' if you are putting so much time in fantasy building. If I forget, it is meaning he is very good fiction writer.

7. Do the SP's prefer a relaxed conversation and a bit of a laugh like two friends would have before having sex or do they prefer it to be strictly a business transaction.

I like laugh and conversation before, but before before sex I prefer play from talk 'what I do in the day', 'what you do in the day', 'why the weather is so bad this summer', 'if it is true that hamburger safer in Canada', 'what is your favorit Passe-Partout episode', etc. I like laugh and conversation before if it is bringing to non-word conversation after.


This is how I think one day in my first SP life is.

Alice

 

[Agrippa]

But wait a minute, you escort? Me thought escort is just a fantasy thing in your head but you talk like 15 years veteran. Now me confused like engineer in cooking class, lose my Latin too.

Please help and indicate pictures gallery. Want to get horizontal with you for special rate but me trivial like limestone and no mask fetish. Thank you.

Methinks Tarzan likes Jane.

 

[alice_wonderland]

Madame Wonderland,

You must be high-end escort to lose panties in elevator because hotels I go don't have elevators, just staircase and coin operated ice machines but carpet is clean.

But wait a minute, you escort? Me thought escort is just a fantasy thing in your head but you talk like 15 years veteran. Now me confused like engineer in cooking class, lose my Latin too.

Please help and indicate pictures gallery. Want to get horizontal with you for special rate but me trivial like limestone and no mask fetish. Thank you.

M. 10-19,

Regardez le titre de mon message: 'ma première journée dans la vie d'escorte' Aussi, en point #1 je dis que ça fait une semaine que je pense au premier rendez-vous; encore une semaine d'attente...

Vous voulez être le prochain?

Alice

 

[alice_wonderland]

Madame Wonderland,

J’ai vécu trop d’amours épistolaires pour ne pas être séduit par une femme qui emploie si candidement le mot mimesis dans un forum d’escortes.

Moi? Quand ça? Imagination, oui. Imitation, non, je ne crois pas.

À l’époque chérie de mes vingt ans, trop souvent éloigné de ma douce, la porno n’était pas aussi facilement accessible de sorte que l’imaginaire avait une place de choix. Cette époque est tristement révolue.

Rien ne vous empêche d'avoir 20 ans dans votre coeur.

Ceci dit, ne vous inquiétez pas : même si j’ai plus de souvenirs que si j’avais mille ans, je ne suis âgé en fait que d’une quarantaine, bois beaucoup d’eau et fais de longues promenades quotidiennes.

L'eau et l'exercice physique: très bonne combinaison pour que votre corps pense qu'il a encore 20 ans

Mais, que voulez-vous, il y a l’air du temps que je ne peux faire autrement que de respirer à plein poumons et cet air est lourdement chargé d’images.

Autrement dit, y a-t-il quelque part dans cette galaxie virtuelle des photos de vous que vous consentiriez à montrer? Mes yeux crient famine.

Non, désolée. Et je crois malheureusement qu'il n'y en aura pas (ni de site, ni de robe et de lingerie, ni de moi métamorphosée en escorte). En effet, l'histoire décrite plus haut, qui aurait été la semaine prochaine, ne sera plus. Il semble qu'un malaise nous ait frappé tous les deux en même temps. Nos deux soupirs de soulagement seront finalement les seuls à se rencontrer dans les vapeurs de l'espace. La déception réveille. Résultat: 'Que fais-je ici?' Je ne sais plus. Je m'étais réveillée de l'autre côté d'un miroir... mais tout cela n'était qu'un rêve! Je me suis simplement endormie sur mon sofa; la suite, c'est mon imagination qui l'a construite, comme ces rêves complexes et colorés que nous faisons lorsque nous sommes vraiment épuisés et nous endormons enfin.

Et tandis que j’y suis, saurez vous éclaircir l’anachronisme suivant? Vous vous êtes inscrite à ce forum en mai parce qu’une amie escorte vous y a référé, c’est vous qui l’avez écrit. Pourtant, à vous lire, vous ne semblez pas étrangère à ce qui s’y passait auparavant ni même à certains des animateurs, parmi lesquels mon alter ego dont vous sembliez connaître l’ensemble de l’oeuvre même si celui-ci avait disparu de ce forum un mois avant que vous vous y inscriviez.

À me lire, comme lorsque vous me lisiez employer le mot mimesis si candidement sur ce forum?

Perplexe.

Également,

Alice