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My FAQ Expanded No 4: Whereabouts in America Are You From?

An American Escort in England gets asked a lot of questions. I have a basic FAQ page here, and in a series of blog posts I am going to expand upon some of them.

Q) Whereabouts in America Are You From?

A) Ohio, By Way of California.

American escorts in the UK are a bit of a novelty. This is THE most commonly-asked question of all. Pretty much every client who calls will ask me this as well as most people I meet in my day-to-day life. (At least in Manchester and Glasgow. In London, nobody really gives a shit that I am American.) So I have to explain to people where Ohio is. “Oh, it’s in the middle. On one of the Great Lakes.” Sometimes I get tired of the blank looks “Ohio” elicits and I will tell people that I am from California. Then their faces will brighten right up because everybody knows where that is.

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This tall MILF was born in the bottom left-hand corner of the State, just south of the letter “M” in “Made.”

Ohio is not a glamorous place. It’s mostly flat farmland with a couple of decent-sized industrial cities. I was born in Cincinnati, Ohio, which is particularly unremarkable. Sat on the Ohio River, it’s known primarily as the headquarters for Proctor & Gamble (where I used to work in the research and development labs.) Its main culinary delicacy is Cincinnati Chili, which is a watery chili con carne seasoned with spices like cinnamon and cumin ladled over plates of spaghetti and topped with very finely-grated American cheese, and then a selection of toppings (called “ways”) including diced onion and kidney beans. It may sound weird to you, but I would do unspeakable things for a plate of this right now:

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Not pictured is the little dish of oyster crackers you eat with this. I can’t get oyster crackers in the UK and that makes me very sad.

But, you know, sometimes great things from unremarkable places. Ohio is the birthplace of:

Eight U.S. Presidents

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Pub Quiz Fact: 27th President William Howard Taft was so fat he got stuck in the Whitehouse bathtub and it took several plumbers to get him out.

Twenty-Four Astronauts – Including Neil Armstrong and John Glenn

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Neil Armstrong second Ohioan in space, first man on the moon. In space you can’t hear us chant “USA! USA! USA!”

Charles Manson

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Charlie grew up on the poor side of Cincinnati. His mother once sold him as a child for a bucket of beer.

And Me!

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Stars and Stripes Forever! American Escort in the UK.

I moved to San Francisco California just a couple of weeks after my 21st birthday. I lived in the Bay Area (with a brief stint in Los Angeles) for nine years. It was there that I got started in sexwork.

A girl I used to work with on a punk rock magazine was a dancer at a peep show called The Lusty Lady and she got me a job there. The Lusty Lady was completely women-owned and generally was a pretty cool place to work. I started out dancing in the main peep show – a mirrored room surrounded by shuttered windows with about three or four girls dancing. Men would put quarters into slots to watch for thirty seconds at a time. All the girls were punk rock chicks and all the male support staff were pretty cool. (They made a lot of extra cash picking up sticky quarters off the floor.) I’m a shit dancer but I like to talk so they put me into the Private Pleasures booth. This was a one-on-one thing that was sort of like a cross between phone sex and visiting someone in prison. The punter would put five dollars through a slot in the window and I would open the curtain and entertain him with dildos and dirty talk for three minutes. I got half the takings. I liked the lulls between clients when I would open the curtain separating me from the lobby and banter over the PA with guys walking past. “Come on in and see how much of this massive cock I can stuff into my pussy!”

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Where this American Escort got her start. I can smell the pervasive odor of cum and disinfectant just looking at this photo.

An American Escort is born: It didn’t take me long to figure out that I could arrange something a little more profitable for the end of my shift – there was a hot tub spa down the street that would rent a private room with a bed and a hot tub for cheap thirty-minute sessions. Towards the end of a shift I’d suggest meeting for “the real thing” to a client. I remember the first time I did this, I asked another girl in the dressing room how much I should charge. I literally had no idea. “Don’t take less than a hundred dollars!” she said. I didn’t know if that was the local going rate but I liked the round number. I think I made about $100 per shift in the Private Pleasures booth and then I’d double it afterwards by seeing a punter at the spa.

I did this for a few months and then another friend suggested that I just whore full-time at one of the Berkeley Massage parlours. Berkeley was renowned for its parlours, tolerated by a liberal local government so long as they made somewhat of an effort to disguise what was really going on. And so I worked for several years at the legendary Golden Gypsy Massage on Telegraph Avenue. I looked online for a photo of the place but couldn’t find anything. It was finally shut down some years ago, which made me very sad when I learned of it.

The Golden Gypsy was awesome. It wasn’t anything like the parlours over here. Tommy, the owner, never got involved in our business. As far as he was concerned, we were doing massages and getting tips. The punters would pay a fee to the house for a “massage” and that basically got them the girl of their choice in a private room for a half hour or an hour. Once in the room, all negotiations were between the escort and the punter and she got to keep all of her money. We could charge whatever we wanted, although we girls did price fix among ourselves. It was a safe, fun, and easy place to work. All I had to do was show up and wait to get picked from the lineup. EVERYTHING was covered, then. Blow jobs were always with a condom. I can’t remember anyone going down on me – I don’t think anyone ever asked. We never even kissed – it just wasn’t done. The idea of the “girlfriend experience” was unheard of in those days. Now, I think it’s really weird when a client doesn’t want to kiss!

I still miss many of the women I worked with and wonder how they’re all doing. I managed to track one of them down about ten years ago, just before I moved to the UK. She told me that Tommy had died of liver failure and that Pat, an African American woman I worked with every Saturday for years, had died of a heart attack. I would give almost anything to find the rest of the girls and find out how they’re doing. I promise to write more about my time at the Golden Gypsy in the future. I had a lot of fun there and saw some bizarre things.

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I graduated summa cum laude with a degree in the History of Art. Perhaps I shouldn’t have majored in something so utterly useless.

At some point along the line I started to attend classes at the City College of San Francisco. I did well and so was able to transfer to the University of California at Berkeley, conveniently located just a few blocks up the street from work. I would go to class all week, then on Friday nights go to the Golden Gypsy to work the night shift. I’d sleep there, get up early on Saturday, and work the day shift. After twenty-four hours, I’d walk out with my pockets stuffed with cash.

I graduated from university and then moved to Philadelphia, where I worked at the top of these very famous steps:

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When I say that I worked here, I don’t mean as an escort!

My life was quite a bit more tame and boring for a number of years. I moved to the UK in 2006 and three years ago I felt the pull back into working as an escort. I have been providing incalls in Manchester City Centre, as well as touring to other parts of Britain, including London, Glasgow, Oxford and other locations ever since.

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Toys! I bought some!

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My favorite sex toy. Although small for its size it can be enjoyed by more than one person simultaneously…

My pal showed me a good sex shop today, over in the gay village. They’ve got a pretty decent range of toys and bondage gear at reasonable prices. I’ve been thinking of adding a few things to my repertoire and figured I’d start with a few simple toys. So, I have two vibrators, one small and slim and one larger and, well, shaped like a cock. Then, I got a roll of bondage tape. I thought it might be fun to do a bit of tie and tease for those gentlemen who want that. Apparently this stuff sticks only to itself and is useful for tying, blindfolding, etc. I’m keen to try it out!

I also have a couple of those little vibrating cock rings that are sold in every grocery store and pharmacy up and down the land. They’re actually a lot of fun. I like them when I’m on top and I can be a bit selfish and go really slowly and rub my clit against it.

I am a playful person who likes to try new things but a lot of the gear I saw there intimidated me. I suppose there are things I could learn, but I don’t want to rush into anything. I think the whips and paddles will have to wait a while!