When you read my blog or see my photos, what vibe do I give off? Do I come off as a prostitute or escort? I genuinely want to know because there was bit of an incident over the weekend and it left me concerned.
AM I A PROSTITUTE?
I’ve never sold sexual services ever. Have I slept with random men? Yes, but I’ve never made money off of it. Do I expect money for sleeping with them? No, absolutely not.
I’m not a prostitute and if you are, then you do you. I have a career, but I also like sex and I like writing. Yes, I let strangers see my naked body, but I’ve never made a profit from it.
“BUT I THOUGHT YOU HAD TO BECOME A PROSTITUTE”
One of my friends seems to go for guys that are kind of lame. They’re emotionally unavailable or they use her and toy with her. Most of the time, the guys are either her age or younger.
I told her that she should try going for an older guy who is more mature. She told me, “Oh no! I just can’t. It reminds me of you and that show ‘Baby’ where you basically become like a prostitute.”
When I hear things like this it just sounds like I needed a lump some of cash to open my legs for an older man. Why does being with an older man make me seem like a prostitute? I really don’t get it.
Why can’t I like who I like without being accosted for it? Does my sex life really seem like a bunch of transactions? Because it’s definitely not. Why is being treated well associated with being paid for sex? That sort of thinking seems very narrow minded.
BEING PIMPED OUT
Over the weekend, another friend of mine said that he had a guy lined up for me. I didn’t think much of it. It was a little weird considering he had never done such a thing, but I thought it was birthday present. I turned it down because I was too tired to do much of anything.
The next morning, he sends me a picture of a guy and says, “He wants it today. Are you available?” This guy didn’t look like who my friend normally hangs out with. His picture scared me a bit.
I’m not sure what my friend has gotten himself into, but this behavior just seemed strange. Yes, he knows I have my kinks, but that doesn’t mean I’m a prostitute or an escort.
Does it look like I’m walking around wearing a sign that says, “Open for business”? I asked him if he had become a pimp and he said yes, plain and simple. It made me feel a bit cheap and violated.
I don’t walk around and have sex with anyone and everyone who wants it. When it comes to sex, ultimately, I have the choice. And to be paraded around like a piece of meat to random strangers is rather offensive. It’s not the sort of degradation and humiliation that gets me off. My friend and I do not have a sexual relationship, never have and never will.
I told my best friend and she thought it was funny. But to me it wasn’t. Now I wonder whether or not I give off vibes that I am a prostitute or escort.
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