This happened back when I lived in Astoria, I was working at NYJ about two months and getting very comfortable with my new profession. Two blocks from my apartment there was a Greek diner and I would eat there once in awhile. The owners name was Nick he was in his early forties, very little hair, thin and at times charming. He dressed well but wasn’t in the hobby, anyway…. Every time I went in there Nick would chat with me for a few minutes and normally take my order himself.

He was always very interested in what I was doing, where I was going and who I was seeing.
(Guys that ask questions are interested, Guys that ask a lot of questions are very interested)

Chatting with Nick at times was like an interrogation he wanted know who this guy was who that guy was, all about my friends and this would happen even if I was there with my friends or my BF. when ever I was close to leaving the conversation would always turn to my money situation. He acted like a father figure that really cared about me but I knew he wanted something else.

One day while Alyssa was driving me to the Hollywood I mentioned Nick and told her how he says things like
“If you ever need something you make sure you come to me”
Telling Alyssa about Nick was a big mistake, she wanted me to tell him about the agency and give him the number so she can arrange everything for us. and of course get her cut. Alyssa was saying things like .. Restaurant owners have a lot of cash
I don’t even have to screen him
you could see him in your apartment on your days off

That wasn’t gonna happen … I was a little annoyed with her and annoyed with myself for telling her

The only thing I was ever really good at was driving men out of their mind

A couple months went by and nothing really .. by now it was the start of summer. One sunday morning maybe 6 am I was coming home from a night out with my friends. I had on a short red tube dress and red ankle boots. I stopped at the diner to get some coffee. Nick and I pulled in the parking lot at the same time. He walked up to my car and we started talking. He was staring at my legs. I was still sitting in my car with the door open and he was standing looking down at me.

Nick said: “MY GOD you have such a nice set of legs
(he has this thick greek accent)
so I said: … Hey nick you said if I ever needed anything .. well…. I need five thousand dollars
Nick said: Five thousand … for what?
I said I am way behind on my rent, electric and cable. Five thousand would get me caught up…

(I wasn’t behind on my rent or electric but whenever you say you need money for rent or electric, men always give it to you, I didn’t even need the money but Nick had never seen me dressed like this. Being in the parking lot was a perfect opportunity to discuss things)

Nick said something like: Five thousand is a lot of money.. when do you need it?
I was sitting facing the steering wheel with the door wide open and nick was standing right outside the car. So I turned and faced nick I was eyeball with his waist.. I curled my legs a little bit and then

I said: Please nick, I really need it. Maybe I could…
I could see drops of sweat on his forehead

(this moment was very intense even I could feel it. This is the moment, before this moment Nick was a happily married man on the straight and narrow and now after this moment he was my bitch)

Nick said: OK.. OK I give you the money! Blah Blah Blah

I stood up and hugged him tightly and said thank you. It means a lot to me

See… I knew this guy and I couldn’t say… Hey I work part time as an escort and want to leave the agency I work for and go Indie and to do that I need clients, So you should start paying me for sex.

No.. I borrowed money…. it had to be the right amount of money, An amount small enough that he would give it to me and large enough that he would need to be paid back one way or another.

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