Sunday, June 7, 2020

Taking Stock: One Year, Eight Months

It's been one year and eight months since I started doing sensual massage.

I didn't know how it would turn out.

I didn't know if I would be able to find enough clients. I didn't know if my partner would become jealous.

Two previous partners of mine were very jealous of me stripping.

One of them embarrassed me in the clubs on several occasions. When I would get home from work he'd be angry with me for being sexy for "all the men" but not for him.

(Hint: When most strippers aren't wearing stilettos and sexy costumes, we wear sweat pants, no make-up, no bra, and we chill the fuck out.) 

Fortunately, my partner is not the jealous type.

He has a checkered past himself working in industrial construction and traveling a lot for work.

He has hired many sex workers in his life.

Having experience being a client has helped him understand the importance of what I do and how it can impact people in a positive way. 

He is impressed with the quality of my service and professionalism. A lot of what I do has come from advice he gave me. 

In fact, when I first brought up the possibility of doing sensual massage to my partner, he encouraged me. 

He said (paraphrasing): 

"Babe, you are beautiful and sexy. You are the most loving person I've ever met. And your massages are better than any I've ever paid for."

He is proud of the positive difference that I make in people's lives through my work. 

Plus, he's a kinky motherfucker and we have a great sex life together.

When I started one year and eight months ago, I was doing outcall only. I did not have a space to work out of yet.

My clients were:
  • Strip club customers that I continued to be friends with although I hadn't stripped in years.
  • Strip club customers I met while giving neck massages in strip clubs.
  • Guys I met on social media who seemed goodhearted and safe.
In all honestly, outcall was scary for me. Going to a new client's home was always uncomfortable although I hope they couldn't tell.

After about three months of doing outcall and finding my clients conservatively by either meeting them in person or getting to know them on social media first, I decided I was ready to take the leap and get my own workspace.

I didn't know if I'd get enough work to cover the overhead and still make ends meet at home. But I am a risk taker. 

Finding a place that would accept me was really hard but I finally got into an apartment in White Rock with the help of a client posing as my previous landlord.

I, then, took another risk and applied for credit at The Brick to buy furniture for my space. 

I wanted my incall to be classy and nice but I also didn't want to go too far into debt, in case it didn't work out like I hoped.

The sixth month into working as a sensual Massage Goddess, I was all moved in and set-up. I placed my first ad for services on a popular adult classifieds site.

Immediately, my phone lit up.

Over the first couple months I learned that answering the phone doesn't work for me as a mom. So I instructed potential clients reading my ad to text or email me instead.

Since then, I have refined my screening methods and will probably continue to do so as technology and circumstances evolve.

My goal, for the obvious reason of building a successful business, but also for safety; has always been to find the clients I love engaging with the most and nurture them to become regulars.

I nurture them by first providing the best service I can possibly offer within my personal boundaries; and second by encouraging them to come back and letting them know they are special.

And that's not a lie. 

Each and every regular I have is special. 

They passed the interview; we had a connection, and that connection was maintained through our next few sessions.

Over time, my favourite regulars have become treasured friends.

When I began one year and eight months ago, almost every client every week was someone new I'd never met. 

Now, I can honestly say the majority of my clients each week are regulars and sometimes I go several weeks without seeing a new client at all.

I can't tell you how much that means to me. It makes me feel cared for, enjoyed, and desirable. It makes me feel safe.

From the start, I could see that I was bonding with certain regulars who came often enough (monthly or more) to really get to know them. 

It is thrilling to learn each other's bodies and enjoy each other on a level that is much more than physical.

And now, some of those clients have been seeing me for over a year. 

They are dear, dear friends. 

I spend more time with them than any of my personal life friends. 

They know me more deeply than most of my extended family members.

There's something that happens when you're naked with someone. I first noticed it when I was stripping.

I was the one who was exposed, but it enabled a lot of customers I met to open up to me. 

As though my willingness to be vulnerable in front of them (naked) gave them the courage to be vulnerable in front of me. (I'm sure the alcohol helped a little too.)

Now, doing sensual massage, we find ourselves - two people, naked, exposed, vulnerable, giving and receiving pleasure (yes) but also a meeting of our minds. 

Can we accept each other inside too?

Sometimes we can't accept each other. 

Sometimes my big mouth says something that a client completely disagrees with and they don't come back. 

I get it. I'm not offended. I can agree to disagree, but for some people, that is difficult.

Some of my colleagues say they don't talk about anything deep with clients because they don't want to risk saying something that might anger the client, in turn endangering the provider.

I wish I could keep my mouth shut!

I am just not a small-talk type of person.

If you want a massage and no talking - I can do that!

If you don't seem like you want to chat, I can do your entire massage with minimal conversation. "Ready to turn over?"

But if you want to talk and tell me your take on stuff, well... I LOVE deep, interesting topics!

I will meet your mind and our chats will have endless potential for learning and bonding and challenging and inspiring.

I've learned some fascinating and incredible things from my clients! 

And although there are some topics that I am too well-read or experienced in to budge; there are A LOT of subjects that if you challenge me with a compelling enough argument, I have often changed my mind on an issue.

My regulars recommend great movies and books. You give me advice on specialized topics. You help me with personal life challenges by talking to me and listening. 

You are beautiful people and I adore you so much!

I am so sincerely grateful to be doing a job I love and that gives me purpose. 

I am grateful to have regulars who care about me and also turn me on... 

...who respect me and also bring me endless physical pleasure... 

...who send me kind messages between bookings just to say hi and also send me sexy photos I can look at when I touch myself.

I have an amazing, wonderful life.

And you, my regulars, are a huge part of why my life is amazing.

One year and eight months ago, I had no idea if becoming a Massage Goddess was going to be the right decision. 

Now, I know it was one of the best decisions I've ever made for my life. 

I want to thank you (you know who you are) for being a part of enriching my life so much.

Until we meet again! 

Love Annie XOXOXO

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  1. When I finally get a chance to see you,I'm going to be chatty. I love connection and conversation as we are getting intimate with each other. It makes the experience more enjoyable. Keeping quiet is boring.

    1. LOL! Thank you for your perspective! I can also see how some people like to be quiet and really focus on the pleasure of the massage. And the same person can have a different mood on a different day too! xoxo

    2. PS. I look forward to chatting with you!

  2. I look forward to your relaxing massage. My back and neck need it.


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