Carrie: “Mike, he paid all my bills and never touched me!”
Seneca: “You gotta be kidding me!”
Carrie: “No! He had testicular cancer, and couldn’t get it up. When we went to Las Vegas, we had two beds. All he wanted was a kiss on the cheek.”
Seneca: “Honey, I’ve heard of this, but never believed it actually happened!”
Kim, Seneca’s escort-friend, calls this morning:
Kim: “Mike, Carrie is broke and doesn’t even have cab fare. Can you drive her around a little today? She lives near you and has a couple of appointments.”
Seneca: “Sure!”
Seneca picks Carrie up at her home where she lives with three pit bulls and a dog who is half pit bull and half bull-mastiff. She calls the latter dog “the horse”. He notices that she is on the taller side with long medium-brown hair. She’s cute in the way any woman in her twenties who is slender and well-groomed is cute. She has a wonderfully-formed tush hugged by tight black slacks.
After sliding into the car, she uses a sticky roller to remove dog hair from her black sweater.
Picking her up at 3:00 pm, the appointment over and now cash-rich, she asks to be driven directly to Kim’s. Kim is a heroin addict.
Carrie’s sister is an escort who advertised on Craigslist. The sister never screened and was busted several times. Carrie’s sister is a heroin addict.
Carrie’s sister awaits sentencing, probably for delivery of heroin, as the State of Illinois generally does not send escorts to prison. To Jail, certainly, but not to prison.
Carrie has solved the screening issue by working for an agency that rabidly screens clients.
Carrie had not had sex in nine months. Yesterday, her first client gave her a real pounding and she is raw today. The john from 2:00 pm to 3:00 pm today also was enthusiastic, leaving her wondering how she would be able to handle her 6:00 pm john.
Carrie, referring to the 2:00 pm john: “Mike, that guy was HUGE! (She holds her hands apart to indicate size.) When I told him that, he was proud, but I was scared. He pushed all my insides up! I wonder if he saw the tears in my eyes?”
For the 2:00 pm appointment, Carrie earned $300 less a $90 fee to her agent, a $45 cost of the room purchased on priceline.com, and a $15 referral fee to Kim. Carrie netted $150. She is able to use the room again for her second client today, making that appointment more profitable.
Picking her up at 5:30 pm for her next appointment, Carrie nods off several times in the car. Seneca assumes it’s the effects of heroin bought from the recent trip to Kim’s.
Carrie: “Mike, I am RAW!” We gotta stop at Walgreens and pick something up. I’m not sure I can do this next appointment!”
She purchases K-Y moisture enhancing Silk-E. Cost is $18.00.
Picking her up at 7:00 pm when the appointment ends, Seneca asks:
Seneca: “Honey, how did it go?”
Carrie: “Mike, I thought I was gonna die. When I first put the K-Y on, it burned like hell! I thought I was gonna have to cancel the appointment! Then, after a minute, it went numb down there, and I was fine.”
None of the three clients tipped, despite her reporting their effusive praise.
Thus concludes the story of Carrie’s first two days and first three clients in the business!
