I was not as quick to learn all the lessons of being a good whore as I would like to think. While it was easy enough to sell myself when I was out looking to make some extra cash, once it became my livelihood, my sole source of income, I often felt that I was selling myself too cheaply.While I did not learn the lesson until after I had been whoring for about three years, I came to understand that I am not really selling sex -- I am selling the total package.
A whore wearing a tube top and a pair of short shorts and working a corner in a low end neighborhood is never going to make the money that a well-dressed call girl will make working an high end hotel that caters to business men. On the corner, I would be lucky to make $100. At the hotel, if I am dressed the part, I can ask for five times as much easily.
On those nights that I look truly stunning I might start with an asking rate of $1000. Where I am going with this is that as my desirably goes up, so does my asking rate. Men see value in the smallest details. I loved learning what men wanted to see, what they were willing to pay for and then making it happen. Often this was as simple as putting my arms in the air as I danced. Men seemed to love that. Mostly I suspect because it so closely mirrors a woman having an orgasm with her arms a flailing.
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