An Escort Exposed

Imagine for a moment that you received an email or a letter in the mail from someone regarding a loved one, better yet about your child. In this email it described in explicit detail your child’s sexual exploits and things that no parent should nor would ever want to hear or see regarding their child. What would you do?

This week a well known or shall I say somewhat popular “plus sized” escort was exposed in just that way. Her mother received an email telling her that her daughter was a NY prostitute and gave details on every female partner she had (has), places she lived, a client who allegedly happens to f*ck transsexual prostitutes unprotected, blow jobs without condoms, Craigslist sex ads and the list goes on and on. There’s more. This email was also forwarded to all of her clients as well as former and present partners, her building management, NYPD and even people who don’t know her (like myself). Did you think I was finished? This is just the beginning. In a separate email this escorts real name, social security number, current address, previous addresses, town her mother resides in, personal business (Tax ID, attorney info etc), escort aliases (she worked under numerous names), medical history (cosmetic surgeries), financial problems, real names of some of the girls she has worked with or was associated with including their websites (putting those girls in harms ways).

Could you imagine your mother reading an email that said things like you are bi-sexual, you specialized in two and three girl dates, had reviews written about your sexual exploits and actually named the review boards and sent links to your elegant, well-written websites where your photos were shown and your rates for sex were clearly displayed, places where you advertised, a link to a legal brothel you worked at in Las Vegas with numerous pictures of yourself listed, nude photos of your out of shape body that were showed without the magic of photo shop displaying your actual body, Craigslist posts that were written by you such as "Hot Blonde Bombshell Seeks XL Thick Cock 4Fun Tonite", informing her that you had been robbed several months ago by a client and physically assaulted by a former female roommate? Could you flipping imagine your mother reading and seeing all of this? I can. I can imagine it. I can see my mother now having a heart attack, put to death because of my poor decisions. I could hear her asking herself before she died “what did I do wrong?” She would blame herself; she would think it was her fault that her daughter was a prostitute, she would think back and try to see if there were any signs. She would ask why and wonder why I have gone to the best schools, had a mother and a father, had a lot of love and even attends (I’m only out for the semester) one of the top graduate schools in the country and would wonder why her intelligent, beautiful daughter would resort to such a immoral thing. I thought about my answer and I don’t have one. I would stay silent because saying I do it because I can and I enjoy it would not only be cocky, sick and selfish, but it just wouldn’t be true. The truth is I don’t have a good reason and I can’t articulate why I do it, I just do.

There is so much more that was in the emails, but to protect this escort I will not disclose anything else. Just know that what I have written doesn’t even come close to what was actually revealed. Of course there is a back story as to why this escort was exposed and it goes way beyond envy and animosity, but lips are remaining sealed. They say there are 6 degrees of separation, in this case I am separated by 1 degree with two different people. Thankfully, neither of the ladies I know are affected by this horrific email.

This is the reality of what can and does happen if you decide to enter this industry. You still don’t believe it could happen to you? What if I told you the person who sent this information to this woman's mother, clients, friends, escort associates, escort community (yes, there is one), strangers, building management and NYPD was someone she worked with (intimately), someone she trusted... a former FRIEND.