An intellectual tart

Some of my clients are smart. I mean: not just smart, but like... REALLY smart. They read books and such. Some of them are programmers, lawyers. Maybe this surprises you, but it's true: there are actually good men who hire hookers. they're not all drugs dealers and criminals.

For some of them I try to do a little extra. And I do my best to look a bit smarter myself as well. To make them feel more comfortable.

It doesn't always work. Like the other day: my guy had to go AFK (away from keyboard) and I decided to entertain myself for a while with my new novel. After a short while my guy looked up from his work and made the remark: "That book has no letters in it."

I suppose you can't just fake everything. Dang.

Slow nights are good nights

"Hi baby, having a slow night?"
I hear this frequently. Sometimes I simply say yes, or I nod in agreement. This time I had just logged on myself and I told him so. We had a little chat and he hired me for 30 minutes.

Afterwards I came back to an empty region. One girl teleported in and immediately left again. 5 minutes after her disappearance, a regular of mine showed up.

Slow nights are underrated, really.
/me counts her money, wipes off her lips and proceeds to the next client.