Long Time, No Write.

Its been so long. So many times Ive come to tell you and I just cant find the words and so much has happend. I’ll give you the highlights and hopefully I can get into the long-winded part of it.

• The end of October, the wife of a client came to my home, while my husbnad and children were here to confront me, she thought I was his girlfriend. At that point, I hadnt seen or spoken to that client in 6 months.
• The very next day, I was contacted by the local police department on a complaint of suspected prostitution. I was not arrested, I’ll explain all of this later.
• As a result of that, I was told to immediately vacate my apartment or charges would possibly be against me.

I haven’t really worked since then, and since then I’ve been in a mental funk.

It was the last thing I was expecting, for my doorbell to ring at 7:45pm during dinner and the wife of a client to be standing there. I guess you can say its the worst thing that can happen in this biz. No, we really don’t think about the wives and the families, that would personalize it too much. It’s business as Tony Suprano would say, that’s all…its just business. I saw her husband, M, only 2 times in July. He "fell in love" with me and I kept him at an arms length and saw him only for those appointments. He was careless like any other man who wants to be caught, and somehow, some way his wife found out who I was and where I lived. Maybe through a threat of taking thier daughter away he told her, who knows I never told him my real name or where I lived, so that remains a mystery). But one thing for sure, they brought their marital discourse to my dinner table.

She wanted to see the woman who ruined their marriage, she said. She thought I was a girlfriend and told me there was 20 before me…and did I know that? I said I wasnt a girlfriend and I think she was disappointed she wasn’t hurting my feelings. I blurted out that it was just business before I thought about it what I was saying. It took me a few min to regain my inside composure. She wanted to tell my husband what I was doing. I said, calmly…ok, but before you do that, why don’t you and I meet later or tomorrow for coffee and talk about this? I realised right away that I was to take the brunt of the other 20 women he’d seen…apparently those were affairs. I wasn’t an affair and didn’t want to be punished for all that he had done.

We talked for a few minutes, she was obviously enraged. I told her I was sorry that she was hurt but that he and I only saw each other on 2 occasions and there was no affair and since July there had been no contact between he and I at all. She called me an adulterer. A homewrecker. I really was sincerely sorry for her, but I dont feel like I did anything wrong to her…her husband seeked out my services and that was it. I felt sorry for her as a woman, because I know what its like to feel that my husband is not in love with me, or desires me. It’s an aweful feeling to think your husband desires others, I’m sure that can damage a woman irreparibly to thier self esteem.

She retreated to her car and I was worried about her driving so upset but she wanted to leave as fast as she could now that she saw me. I wonder if because she saw my two little boys when I opened the door is why she didnt tell my husband…I dont know. I know she has a little girl (and 4 other children, she told me) so maybe the motherly instinct kicked in…or maybe she realised I was no longer a threat to her home. I have feared that she will return.

The next afternoon, I recieved a cellphone call from a man who obviously was trying to fool me. He asked for Kelly, not my professional name as people know me by in the biz so I knew right away something wasnt right. I told the person I dont know what he was talking about…but he called back this time identifying himself as the city police. He wanted to talk to me. I have to tell you I have never  been so scared in my life. I have never been in any kind of trouble ever. I dont think I’d make a good criminal because when the officers came to my home (my husband wasnt here but my 2 kids were) to talk to me about reports of prostitution. He had a printed out list of men I’d seen as clients as well as men I’d seen casually at my apartment. He told me if I was straight with him, there would be no charges….so I was straight with him about what I was doing. Like I said, I wouldn’t make a good criminal and folded like an old suit. He could see by meeting me I was a high-quality person and not some crack addict. He could see I had a nice home, a nice car and two wonderful little boys. He asked me why I escorted and was surprised I said that my husband pays no attention to me whatsoever (he thought I was pretty and couldnt understand why he wouldnt) and that I also do it for the adventure and excitement with no strings attached.

The officer wanted to meet with my best friend Gwen, who he thought was an escort also, when in reality she was seeing her married boyfriend at my apartment. We cleared that up over discussion at IHOP. I got to know that officer much better, and he got to know me on a more personal level and told me all that he did to investigate me. No, the wife of that client didnt turn me in…it was a nosy neighbor who in fact in his younger days used to employ the services of working girls but fely a moral obligation to turn me in….(?) I dont know…but hey…I learned alot that day about that officer and I think he could see that I was a normal girl who just liked excitement. He was retired military…a marine…and 30 years on the force. Ten years on vice where he dealt with the worst of the worst in prostiitution. He actually doesnt have a problem with girls like me…and totally understood how I craved attention of men since I dont get any at home. He told me tho…to stay out of his district and he didnt care what I did as long as I stayed out of his area. LOL.

I had to move out of my beautiful apartment tho. How I cried when I closed the door to it all. I have been in limbo for some time now….I decided to go back to it after a few weeks passed…I have a few bills I have to pay for. But business has been affected greatly. I am starting from scratch with it but I hate doing outcall (where I go to them to home or hotel) I so loved the ambience of my apartment and now its all gone. I still have my furniture in storage except my bed. When I moved out I did it all on my own and couldnt carry that downstairs, it was too heavy…and recently I thought that if business picks up after the New Year, Ill think about getting another place. I dont know, we’ll see.

Right now I just want to get this holiday stuff behind me so hopefully business will pick up.</font>

Other than this…I am doing ok, just feel blunted emotionally. My kids are doing great and things with my husband remain the same.

Well, this catches us up, I am heading to the shower and then to do last-minute XMAS shopping like all of us are doing.

Take care and have a good holiday…