As my wish for new experiences and fantasy fulfillment continue I move more and more toward the wild side of living and find it makes me enjoy it all the more. I had always had the fantasy of being a call girl and finally decided I would try it to see if the reality could be as exciting.
A female friend had given me the name of a call-girl operation in a nearby city for women only. I had called the number explaining that I was interested in employment on a weekend basis only. The woman I spoke with said that would be satisfactory and that she was always interested in having extra people she could call. I arranged to drive to the city the following Friday night and took a motel room under a false name for the weekend, paying in cash. I then called the service and was given an address to which to drive for an interview. The woman who met me at the door was in her mid-forties and dressed somewhat severely. I guess I had expected her to be in some sort of sexy clothing but Barb, the "madam" did not see customers herself but instead did only the arranging.
The first few minutes of our conversation were mostly verbal dicing around, telling me that our conversation was being recorded, etc. to insure that I was not a vice-squad police woman trying to entrap her. After I assured her that was not the case and finally reaching a level of trust she then told me there was no recorder and that no records would be kept with my name. In fact she did not even want to know my real name. We decided to call me "Champagne" while I was a working girl and that was the only name I would use with either customers or her. She asked if I had any prior experience or restrictions other than sex always being with women and I told her no on both questions. She also asked me if I had previously had sex with a woman which I had but apparently that was not a requirement with her as long as I was willing to do so with my future customers.
She explained that all her business was on a referral basis only as each customer had to be recommended by another. Her $200 dollar fee would be paid daily to a P.O. box number. I would put the money in an envelope (she gave me several) and any additional money would be mine to keep. She said the absolute minimum would be $400 ($200 of it hers) and the rest would be what ever I could negotiate or what the customers wanted for their money. There was also a call-in system for our safety.
Most of the customers were regulars although about half of them would be non-residents of the city and would be staying in motel rooms. Many of the others who actually live in the city would also be staying in motels for their "playtime."
For my own peace of mind, my first time would be with a customer who had requested that two women be sent to her room. She said that although the customer had been recommended by one of her regulars, this was the first time with the service for the customer so there was no other information she could give me about her except her name was Sheila. From this I inferred that the Madam kept an extensive computer data base on her customers, their likes and dislikes, etc.