I live in Kamloops, a vibrant, sexy 20 year old, and a whore. That sounds crude, but the technical term is ‘escort’, but what it boils down to is that I get paid for sex. When I was younger I was sexually abused. I didn’t get justice from anywhere even my family thought I was lying about everything. My depression left me unable to hold down a steady job, and the only thing of value I have right now is me. I had sex with the guys who want to lose their virginity, I had sex with married guys who are not satisfied at home, I had sex with all sorts of people. I also travel to Vancouver, Richmond, Nanaimo, Burnaby, Victoria, Kelowna. Since I became an escort I feel I have tremendous amount of power over men who would do anything to be with me. And I’m worth $400+ an hour. And I’m not ashamed of this. Everyone knows sex sells and I am selling it.

I live a double life as a regular worker (paralegal) and an escort in Victoria. Yes, I have sex with people for money. I take care of the needs of lots of guys who are well recognized in the society and who are not satisfied at home. It is not illegal here; I used to be open about it but then decided not to be because I wanted my old, sweet and regular life back. Life is not as easy. I now have a boyfriend and have cut way back on my second job, but today I got fired from my job. I do not know what to do. I have a mortgage, I have car payment. I cannot make it if I do not work immediately. If I can’t find myself a job then I have to go to escort business by next week. I am so sad about this. My boy friend does not know of it yet.

It’s 5am on an early Sunday morning. I have my three kids with me for the weekend. I’m awake. My three kids are asleep. One girl 2 boys. The girl is 9 years old, 2 boys are 4 and 6. Sitting here in the living room, I see my house is littered with weekends mess. MacDonald’s and Wendy’s wrapper, Domino’s pizza box, old toys, new toys, Barbie in her toy car and toy guns, board game from last night, controllers for the Wii is peeking from the mess and some stuff I really have no clue from here what they are. If someone decent walks in right now they may think its bio-hazard. Definitely kids made this mess. Even though it will take me a day or two to clean all these mess, I feel so very lucky and loved. I am sitting around and soaking it all in and have a smile on my face, because just before I sat down here I checked on all my three babies and all are sleeping like angels. I forget all the fights, bad words, and hatefulness my ex-wife and I experienced at times. None of that really matters now. Right now I just want to thank her so much for bringing these children in my life. I have to admit I wasn’t happy the last few years with my ex-wife. I was not the easiest person to deal with at times. I won’t go into details. There are two sides to every story and right now this isn’t about us. It’s simply amazing how at times children can use up every last bit of your time, patience, and money. Yet you can’t help but think how privileged you are to be called “daddy” by these beautiful children. In an hour or two all of them will be up and bring my house back to life. Even before I would know it, I have to get them ready to bring them back to their mother’s. I will be back to an empty/lonely house and long for the next weekend.

I had my first threesome couple of years ago on vacation to Victoria from Quesnel. To make a long story short, we picked up this young guy 21 (9 yrs younger than me, 15 than my husband) and this was not planned at all, spur of the moment. My husband and I went to the bar with expecting nothing. Then we met him, chatted for a while, and invited him back to our hotel. My husband gave him a camera and let him take pictures of me while I undressed and … well, we had lots of fun for about an hour. Then my husband thanked him and he left. We laughed after he left because we couldn’t believe what just transpired. We had one more round for ourselves and fell asleep. What is nice is it didn’t ruin our relationship because it was my husband’s idea from the start. We think of it happening again on vacation somewhere and maybe with a girl but it never works out as planned, at least not yet. Quesnel is a small town. Closest place is Prince George and everyone up north is so conservative it is very hard to meet anyone for fun. We have tried different websites such as Plenty of Fish and Meet Locals, with no luck. We are chatting with few people now from Meet Locals from Fort St. John and Grand Prairie. If all the stars line up, expect another story.

I love to watch my wife with other men. Being able to watch the expressions and movements that I don’t notice while I am with her is unbelievable. We’re so into her having other guys that we are working creating a team for gangbang with 3 to 5 guys. We are on Fling, but because of the small town setup of Prince George, it is very hard to find the right match or finding all the right guys at the right time. We are planning on all the guys playing a card game while she is under the table trying to distract the players. After that, it will hopefully be a hot evening in bed. We’ll wait and see how it turns out. Just the fantasy about it all is very hot. We are also trying to find people through the site from Vancouver or Victoria because we travel a lot.