A chat with a new escort

The other day I met Erica. She contacted me in private as she was interested in becoming an escort. I didn't realise she was quite new to SL yet. At first I had given her the link to my blog, for some general information and the 'How to become a prostitute' series.

 

Today I invited her over for a chat at No.5 Bar where a number of seasoned whores had gathered for the morning. Kath, Fiver, Ling and I had bunches of tips for her. I hope she didn't feel overwhelmed with all of the info.
We have the idea that she may like to be the new barmaid there for a while too now...

Topless in the streets

It's that day of the week again. Topless Tuesday that is. Since the street's teleport routing has changed the signs have disappeared too, but that shouldn't discourage us from participating in this important gig. It's all about the marketing, right?

Blegh.

I couldn't care less, of course. But it's a good day to show off my 'assets' and get some extra business. If it does nothing, well, I can still write about it.

Fishing in the fountain

Whotter needed a bath, so I told him the fountain at the square would work just fine for him. There are even fish in it...

That should be ideal, right? He could catch his own fish and puddle around in the meantime, becoming a clean little otter.

Of course that didn't work. Well the bathing part did, but Whotter is so being used to Stephanie feeding him and rummaging around in trashcans that he forgot how to catch fish himself.
So yeah, that's where mommy gets to work again. Well... given the recent slump in escorting at least I got the babyfood cheap this way!

Advertising my boobs

Apparently there are stickers with information of girls on the street lantern here. I also see graffiti: dirty messages with phone numbers. It is one of the charms of the furniture here. It all looks a little gritty and dirty.

And how do I advertise? Well, I use this tool. Two tools actually. I have an attachment that enables Johns to click my boobies. Then they will get a link to this site, or if they choose so, a notecard with information on my escorting services. I bought it a few years ago and a friend adjusted it a little to my own preferences.

Men seem to like it. Some of the girls who work here too..

The money business

What is it all about? Escorting I mean. Well.. people would say: sex. I agree, partly. It's of course all about sex as a business. Sex and money. So, what does an escort do when she gets bored? The same thing you'd think Scrooge McDuck does all day, well.. after he's done with swimming in his money.

We count our money!

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.