how she got turned out

how she got turned outI never intended to become a call girl. When I was in college I worked as aserver in a nice hotel restaurant. There was a regular customer who came intotown 3 or 4 times a month. He was much older than me but REALLY handsome andalways gave me great tips.I flirted with him, telling him I was lonely and between boyfriends but he neverasked me out. One week night when he was one of only a few customers, I didmore than flirt, I unbuttoned my uniform strategically and displayed one of mynipples at him.He smiled approvingly and left me his business card with his room number on it. After I got off work, I snuck up to his room. He asked me to undress and foldmy clothes and put them in the chest of drawers. I was happy and excited and hetold me to stand in front of him so he could look me over.He criticized practically everything about me. My teeth needed straighening, mytoenails weren't trimmed, one breast was larger than the other, my knees weretoo close together, etc. I was so humiliated and felt so exposed. He told meto come over Escort to him, I thought he was going to kiss me and we would finally havesex; instead he grabbed me and bent me over his knees and spanked me reallyhard. I cried.Then he told me to go get in bed and wait for him. He turned off the lights,undressed and got in bed with me. He held me and cuddled me and told me thatdespite all my flaws, he thought I was cute. We had sex which was mind-blowing,he was an experienced and excellent lover.Afterwards, I went in the bathroom and took a shower, when I came out he wasdressed in a robe and was sitting on a chair. He was smiling and motioned meover. He smelled strongly of sex. He told me he wanted a blowjob, I kneeleddown and gave him one, which I was happy to do for him.Then he said my money was in the drawer with my clothes. I must have shown thatI was shocked, he said that he loved being with me and really wanted me to havethe money. I opened the drawer and there was a pile of 20 dollar bills. Thiswas 1989 and that was a lot of Escort Bayan money back then.He told me to write my phone number down for him, which of course I did. Hecalled me up the next night and told me to come downtown and meet him. We hadsex again and he paid me again. We had sex 4 or 5 times each month and he paidme everytime. Somewhere along the way, he started paying me before we had sex. Usually it was $100 or more.One night he gave me $200 and when we got in bed, he wanted anal sex. That wasfine with me, I like it and can sometimes even orgasm that way. He paid me $500for staying all night with him which I thought was absolutely the greatest. Ididn't think of myself as being a prostitute because I would have had sex withhim anyway.After we had been doing this a few months, he had me for the night. He took meout to a really nice restaurant. The whole evening he was telling me howintelligent I was and how nice I looked in better clothes. He asked me for thefirst time about my sexual experiences.He had me feeling pretty Bayan Escort open and relaxed and told me about his friends and hiswork. Then he told me he had a friend he'd like for me to meet and he was goingto give my phone number to this friend. I was just so used to saying yes toeverything he asked for that I said it sounded like fun.It honestly did not occur to me what I had agreed to until the next day. Itmade me nervous and a little mad but I felt that I had agreed to it and couldn'tback out. His friend called me in my dorm room a couple days later. He wasnice on the phone and we talked and laughed for about 20 minutes.I caught the bus to go downtown and on the bus I got scared. It suddenly hit methat I was going to meet an unknown man and that he was going to pay me for sexand that when I did it, I would be a prostitute. Then I thought about the moneyI could make doing it.It was a little awkward, especially asking him for the money. It also feltweird having sex. I had plently of one night stands with guys I met but thiswas distinctly different; mostly because I wasn't attracted to him.So that's how I get started. These guys gave my phone number to their friends. Before the end of that school year, I was having sex almost every night,sometimes even two or three times a night.