I ALREADY SAID I'M CHEAPER THAN THERAPY..

But I'm sure as hell not a charity.

Joys of camming #1: Meet decent folk.

Woes of camming #1: That nice personality you got opens doors to decent folk with multitudes of mental health problems.

Ugh.. the strife I went through on my last skype call. I really like the guy, but tonight a 20 minute call turned into an hour and 20 minutes. Which took an hour away from me to work. He's gonna pay me more but he's already sent the money to the wrong place once and complained about being skint twice. I quite literally don't do sexwork out of the goodness of my heart. I need to make money too. But I'm also a sucker for people with mental health trubs. If I was a charity, I'd be Mind. Or Samaritans. But I'm not. They don't get naked.

So anyway, he's gonna book me for an overnight escort meet in London; gonna buy us tickets to see The Book of Mormon, a nice hotel (niceish, I stressed he should book a cheapy hotel cos I ain't fancy and London ain't cheap). And he still haggled down the price. Tbh, the only reason I put my prices so expensive is so people MIGHT pay them; I'm honestly totally flexible. But people shouldn't know that, and they shouldn't play sympathy games with me. Cos I fall for them far too easy. But it's also not my problem that you hate your job and you're skint. I hate MY job, and I'M skint.

Yikes. 101 of sexwork: Crazy attracts crazy.

(yeah, I will just buy owt with a tiger on it)