The brutally life
of a Montereal Escort


I've always been fascinated with people who break norms and live unordinary lives. In my past, I have been trying to find a woman willing to open up about what it really means to be an escort. All my attempts have been unsuccessful until a few weeks ago, when a girl approached me at a party, stating that she's read my articles and wanted me to write something about her life as an "ex-hooker" (her exact words). I thought to myself, "Wow, bingo!"

She preferred to stay anonymous and I kindly agreed to keep her identity confidential. I still don't fully understand what made this woman trust me enough to share her secret, but I'm very pleased with the outcome of this unusual experience. You might wonder why would she want me to write this post? I asked her the same exact question and she answered, "Maybe, somehow, this can help other girls going through similar things in life..." I was sold at this point and couldn't wait to start our interview.

How did you get into this business?

I started thinking about it as soon as I turned 18, probably even before that, but never really had the guts to do it. After being in an abusive relationship, I was kind of done with everything and just wanted to make fast money. I found a nice looking ad on Craigslist (as nice as it gets to be honest), and I called the number mentioned. The next day, I passed by their incall place, met with the boss and one of the escorts and two days after I was working.

How much money do escorts make?

It actually depends on a lot of different factors. The time a girl is willing to spend working is obviously a huge factor (I was working three days a week, some girls would work six), as well as the girl's looks. Being an escort is mostly about bringing fantasy into the client's life, so if a certain girl fits the ''ideal'' fantasy, chances are she won't get refused, and therefore will make money. It's superficial in the way that if a girl is on the bigger side or has tattoos or coloured hair, the client might ask to get another girl. I was refused for being a brunette because the client wanted a blonde. It happens.

With an agency, you'll probably make around 100$ an hour (if you are promised a lot more, it's probably a scam). I used to make around 500$ a night, but could've made a lot more.

Did you ever get any weird clients who didn’t want to have sex, but just wanted to cuddle and cry or something?

I've personally never had clients who didn't want any form of sexual encounter. I've heard of other girls who had clients that just wanted to talk and smoke a joint or have a drink. In my experience, older men usually only asked for light intercourse (i.e massage, handjobs, etc.).

What’s your average demographic like? Describe a typical client.

A typical client is a businessman who wants a quick bang (sorry for the expression) before going back home to his regular life. Like I said, we're a fantasy, a distraction. Men have told me that they wished they could stay longer but their wife was waiting at home. Those men usually make it quick. It really varies though, which actually surprised me. My first client was a 21 year old virgin, and I've had men who could've been my grand-father. All races, all ages and all lifestyles. Sex is sex, sex is pleasurable.

What made you stop being an escort?

I kind of started feeling uncomfortable with myself. I started doubting my self-worth and self-respect. I also started going out more since summer had started and the more I met people, the more I felt like shit about my job. Yes, I could afford 500$ shoes and I could afford to eat at restaurants everyday and go shopping bi-weekly, but was it worth the way I felt when I took my sixth shower in a night? No, it wasn't. That's mainly what made me stop. The way I saw myself changed. I remember the last two nights I worked I started crying during the act and had to ask the client to leave.

Did your family and/or friends ever find out about your occupation?

All in all, only 4 friends (and now you) know about that part of my life. I never told my parents, and probably never will. But I can't say I was never scared of people finding out. You never know who's on the other side of the door. You never know who you'll see walk into that hotel. It was scary.