I had my first date in a long while. Since starting my new job, I've laid low--but, oh how I have missed it! When an opportunity to meet w/ an old friend appeared, I had to seize it. Although busy, my life had been lacking a certain element of excitement, a taste of the taboo.
Now the element of work has nearly left the experience completely, all but the fact of monetary exchange. Even that felt more of a devotional nature. There was more space of the spiritual to come down. I'd like to think the feeling was shared. It was just the inspiration I needed, a seed of courage to take the next step.
The next step being, to advertise my unique spin, as a sacred harlot. A courtesan of intelligence, wit and grace. Some newly edited pictures, to say the least. Those who just want a quick faceless fuck, who would haggle details, will be left behind without a thought. Maybe if I am bored...but unlikely. I do miss this work, but I am glad to not be living solely off it it. It gives me this extra freedom, to choose how to spend my time.
I work hard, dress casual, and get along with everyone at my new job. It's mostly men, which makes it easier. I have always been "one of the guys" in casual environments. I flirt with the occasional fantasy of discovery leading to steamy office sex, but greatly enjoy my separate circles.
Yes, I admit, I like the money. We may play any number of roles during our time, but the exchange makes it more real--it creates a sort of container of time and space that only exists between the two (or three...) A very real magic that I want to keep making.
