You say that what you do is no different than the average barfly, except you get paid. And I agree with you on that – there is also a lot of pretty girls essentially trading sex for purses/whatever from their sugardaddies. The thing is, those girls are not a good thing to compare yourself to. You sound like a very intelligent and strong young woman, write well, and I am sure you have a lot more to offer. Yes, nothing that pays as well now – but there is a reason the earnings are so high – among many things (as it has been pointed out), you can contract STDs via your mouth, some of the experiences you describe really sound a lot like rape, and it subjects you to a lot of emotional stress (even when you were just hiding your line of work from your parents).
I can understand why your parents would rather offer to give you extra money than have you continue escorting – I would do the same if I had a daughter. Granted, I am 25, so that probably doesn’t count.

Now, the way they went about doing this does not sound very good, but they are probably just trying to protect you. That said, threatening to cut off contact with your siblings – that is not their place, unless your sister is 3. And taking you out of their wills? Yeah whatever, there is a lot of people who have less (education, talent, etc) than you and are fine. And making you move back in with them? What else do they plan to do, take away your cellphone and make you go to bed at 8pm? Whatisinaname said it right, you are an adult.

It’s probably a bit late, but negotiating a middle ground between moving in like a 15 year old, and cutting off all contacts would make most sense. You should still try for that. Your parents clearly love you, and you clearly love them, and as adults, you should be able to come to a compromise.

But then again, I went against my parents, and not only left home, but left the country at 18 to become a doctor in a society that doesn’t look down on female docs and doesn’t expect them to start popping out kids at 18 and shut up and cater to their man. They were not happy (to put it mildly), and are still offering me a house and a car back at home, while I keep accumulating loans here living in a shithole – but I know I am happier here. In the end, it is your life, and you have to be able to look at yourself in the mirror. I’d rather drown in debt than get a sugardaddy/escort, but that is my choice, and noone elses.
Sorry for my post being so long, but I wish you luck in whatever you do, and I hope this whole mess just makes you stronger.

When the HELL is the 160 blog going to go live? I have been waiting for almost two months and every day I check and every day I get more pissed off.

Regards,
rvb

1a. I’m sure you’ve heard of artistic license. At least, I hope you have. Anyway, it gives me the ability to exaggerate in order to further the plotline or more firmly make my point. Now, if you actually read what I wrote, you would see that I was close to being written out of the wills of every senior member of my family, thus inheriting nothing. Even the unrich stand to inherit something.

1b. I still have it because I chose my family over my job. Again, those darn reading comprehension skills would come in handy.

1c. This relates more to your third point. An inheritance generally comes from someone’s death. I’m not waiting for a family member to keel over so that I can financially feed off their demise. And I’M a brat?

2. Money was set aside for college, but it wasn’t enough to cover the more than 170 hours I will have accumulated by the time I graduate with my degree and all the trimmings. It will run out. The money for the remainder has to come from somewhere. Since I wanted no debt, a loan would be illogical. Since I have trouble balancing studying and working a full time job, a “real” job would be illogical, as well as inefficient.

3. So as you can see (hopefully), yes, I turned to escorting when I concluded that an inheritance I have not yet inherited and a college tuition fund that will run out before I graduate would not magically pay for the remainder of my undergraduate education, much less graduate school.

Oh, and I just reread everything Rod C posted. Nowhere did it call me a brat. Immature, sure, but at 21, who isn’t? Last point – last time I checked, the ability to make $400K pre-taxes working 40 hour weeks without needing an education or any true marketable skills is a pretty good maximization of earning potential. The typical “rich” professions put in much longer hours, generally require extensive education, and are often hampered by debt stemming from earning the needed education.

I’m not bothered by name callling, but an intelligent insult will have a logical base. Yours does not. Now, if you don’t mind, please put your helmet back on, sit down, and shut the fuck up until you have something useful to contribute.

I see you’re in college, too. Your stupidity makes me weep for our generation.

1.) You had an inheritance.

2.) Your family had set aside money for your college tuition.

3.) And you turned to…hooking to make money when that wasn’t enough?

For Christ’s sake. You’re a spoiled little brat. Rod c pegged it. Middle-class white upbringing. You’re entitled. You’re easily distracted and this was the best way to maximize your earning potential?

You make me laugh.

I totally disagree with your choice. Not that you care, but I’ve always thought that life is all about choices. You make your own and stand by them. Be honest, loyal, and kind, but when others challenge whatever decision you’ve thought-out thoroughly, that’s when the phrase “fuck off” is best used.

You made a choice, and as someone who LOVES my parents to death, I respect the path you chose. I went a year without speaking to my parents and that was hard. It was the only way they knew I was serious about always listening to their advice, but at the end of my thoughts and reflections on what they and others say/said, it is my life. Period.

Memorial Day I flew them into Atlanta and had the best three days with them. At the end of this month I am throwing them a wicked-cool 60th wedding anniversary party in Florida. The point is – sometimes you can have it both ways. I live my own life and I still laugh and cry with my parents; mostly laugh and that turns to tears of the good kind.

I hope I made sense with what I wrote and I also hope you do not take offense to what I wrote, whatsoever. Nothing was meant to be mean or confrontational.

whatisinaname(you might remember that – TiB)

This may sound a bit naive, judgmental, or just plain uninformed. But I really, really, really hate it when a woman allows a man to abuse her in bed when she does not like it; i.e. your experience with the Indian dude. Admittedly I know far worse has happened to girls, and you might chalk it up to you being in a position to provide services, but you being an escort really doesn’t fucking matter.

One of my old girlfriends told me that sometimes she would sleep with a guy who would start hurting her during intercourse when he thrusted, and she would show pain or tell him to stop/ let up, but he wouldn’t. I don’t think I need to tell me how absolutely furious that makes me.

This may sound stupid and/or dangerous, but why wouldn’t you be more assertive/ physical in stopping a guy? Is it because it honestly doesn’t bother you that much, and you’ll just take it? Or is it because you fear the guy might hurt you?(I can’t talk much from a guy’s perspective but I think the vast majority of guys would not respond violently). Doesn’t it bother you that this guy might abuse some other girl in the future like that? Or am I just being a classic male with overprotective instincts?

Stories like that anger me and are one of the very few things that want to make me throw fists at a guy. Sorry just venting I guess.