Finally! I had a friend to work with. Someone I could trust and make sure we had each other’s backs while making more money and grow together as independent woman!
We had set up in our small home state, we got our nice hotel room and was ready to bring in the money! We decided when we got a client the other girl would sit in the car and watch who came in and out to make sure there was no police and there wasn’t any sketchy men, considering there were men out there that would rob escorts. That way she could inform me who was coming before I even gave out our room number. Just imagine some big nasty creep that you do not want anything to do with knowing your room number, that’s uncomfortable!
The money was good, as normal, but we wanted more. She had told me that big cities would bring in a lot of money and the closest city was Boston. After talking about it, we decide to go… After all escorting is about making a lot of money and fast so why would we waste time in small country towns?!
The drive was a few hours and on the drive she had told me she needed to stop at her boyfriend’s spot, I never heard of him before and I was wondering what that was all about but whatever. When we got there he jumped in the car (might I add that it was my car) and I was like um okay. He introduced himself and everything seemed okay. I guess he was going to the hotel with us, she made it seem like he was just there to hang out with her. When we got there he kind of took charge and started posting our ads which was off because I have always done my own advertising and what not. He even had a camera and had us take new pictures, with all this happening, I couldn’t help but start to wonder what was going on here. This is not what boyfriends do. Honestly the only thing keeping me from confronting her and asking her what the fuck was going on was the fact that he was a black older male… That was ghetto and intimidating. I was too nervous to say anything! And then it happened. He started talking about were a team and all this pimp bullshit! WHAT THE FUCK! This fucking bitch had a pimp and brought me to him! I was SO furious. Ever since day one, before I even DECIDED to be an escort, I knew I never wanted ANYTHING to do with a nasty money hungry pimp. Fuck that! I am an independent escort that earned my money fair and square! I couldn’t believe she did this! I should have walked out of that room right then and there… but once again, I was so nervous he was going to do something. So, I decided to just play along until I could sneak out and never look back.
The entire time I was so nervous and couldn’t wait to leave. My mind was just racing of all the possible dangers that could happen. He kept leaving the hotel and that’s when she started telling me more information about him, it was like she really trusted him and she actually liked him. Then she tells me everything… Telling me he kept leaving the hotel to sell drugs and how he just got out of prison… For killing someone! She even told me how he had a bunch of escorts, some were here in Boston and even some in Florida! She let me know how he sells illegal guns and going out of the country to write fake checks that were worth over $40,000! Holy fuck I couldn’t believe all this shit she was telling me and why was she even telling me! Either way it was enough for me to know I needed to get out of there. When he came back to the room it was so hard to keep calm and pretend like everything was okay.
Finally, it was time to sleep. This is when I planned to leave. I was so excited and ready to get out of there. But of course he wasn’t leaving for the night! Ugh. I didn’t know what to do. We had two beds and he was laying with my now ex-friend. I was exhausted and decided to just sleep and maybe I can sneak out while they are passed out. My friend passed out and I thought he did too, until he got out of his bed and crawled into mine! Omg. Please God tell me this nigga isn’t going to try to have sex with me. He started talking stupid shit once again… you know the pimp bullshit. I tried to stand my ground and let him know I wouldn’t get played. Then he tried it, he started touching me and I had to be so firm and tell him it was not happening. Ew, no. After getting him out of my bed, I was beyond mad. I couldn’t even sleep.
Morning finally came! I needed to get the fuck out of there. We were all supposed to move to a different location and meet up at a different hotel. Before we left he took all of our money… Typical pimp move. I came up with a lie and told him my car payment was past due and I needed to pay that morning in order to keep the car (bullshit lie). I told him it was $300 and he didn’t even want to give me that! But I got it, luckily. Thank god I didn’t travel with my savings! Either way I honestly didn’t even care about the rest of the money I just wanted to get away from him.
Finally we left, as soon as he drove off and my friend and I were nowhere near him I freaked out! I told her how fucked up this is and I don’t play this pimp shit and how he tried to sleep with me while she was passed out. She was mostly upset about him trying to have sex with me because she actually did like him as more than a friend. I told her I am NOT going to go back with him and I never want to see him again. She called him and pretty much told him we’re not going to meet back up with him because of how uncomfortable he made me and how he was stupid for trying to have sex with me. Even then I still wanted to get rid of her because of the situation she put me in and I could never trust her again. How can a bitch even do this! Why the fuck would you fuck strangers and give all your money to some pimp?!?! Ugh its beyond me.
I told her something had come up with my son and I needed to go home. I dropped her off and finally got away. I was so happy to be done with that situation. I will continue to work on my own, I don’t ever want to deal with that again.
