Gnashing of teeth

So I just read this quote about whoring:"A profession that wastes people, from the inside out."I know people write that crap all the time but it just made me want to throw my computer. Safe to say I disagree.

Client #13

There wasn't really anything wrong with #13. But he just annoyed me. I think it's cause I'm suffering bad PMS. Shouldn't have seen him perhaps until I was more in the mood.It took me ages to get a photo off him and he kept trying to see with and squirm out of the photo thing. A bad start when someone won't follow my rules.Then he tried to argue with me over dollars. Then when he turned up he

Here's a tip

When you use the word "spermies" to refer to your cum I totally lose interest in sex with you.

Schoolgirl Shenanigans

Read this story!It's about a 15 year old rolling in money after moonlighting as a prostitute. The way I see it, at least she was in charge of her part time job - and it pays a helluva lot better than a fast food job!Bit dodgy on the agency's behalf - surely they knew??She's young enough to pass it off as some sort of prank perhaps if she wants to. Otherwise with that kind of entrepreneurial

Face/Palm

Remind me not to blog straight after seeing a client, when I'm all hopped up on sex endorphins. Last night I fell asleep dreaming of running my own agency - with all men on my books. The little guy from yesterday, previous ex lovers who've wanted to be paid - I know heaps. I was coming up with ideas for photo shoots and whore names for them. Nathan and Blake and Rory.This morning I woke up and

Client # 7 Again

Sometimes I get the gut feeling I'm pushing too hard with this hobby. I'm up for some fun or dollars, so I'm answering ads, placing ads, hustling and even emailing previous clients. And ...nothing...That's what it's felt like this week. But I finally clued in that it's a good thing. For starters I have a green and black ankle - from toe to heel and back. Not an ideal situation if I have to run or

Hawaii

So..I just booked a three week summer holiday to Hawaii. And I am, of course, curious about sex work there. I'm kinda tempted. All those tourists and GI Joe boys....But..given where I am my whoring is legal...I'm much too freaked by compulsive viewing of Law and Order episodes to think I wouldn't get entrapped or arrested or tracked down on Craigslist.I've already research to find the fines are

Amusing myself

I just got a reply from Mr Cheese to my anon massage ad. He wants to come massage me.I couldn't help it. I replied:No thanks.Cheese,Curvy.

God Bless the Internet

You know that Enid Blyton book The Faraway Tree? Where you could climb to the top and all sorts of different worlds would whizz over the tree and you could pick and choose your worlds and treats?That's what the web is like for me. I reach in and see what I can find.The cleaning ads haven't gone too well so far. One guy wants to do all of my ironing and the only payment he would like is to tweak

Notes from the Couch

Thanks all for your well wishes. I am parking my butt and trying not to hobble as some of you said - that may just make it a more damaging injury - I've got that into my head now!!SplenDaddy wanted to see me this weekend before flying out of the country for a few weeks but when I told him I'd love some easy going sex and explained about the ankle he went all cold. Said, sorry about the ankle, but

The very real dangers of sex work and Client #12

I agreed to go to a hotel room last night to live out a ten minute fantasy for a young guy. He'd stood me up once before but this time it seemed totally legit - phone confirmation and details of the hotel and everything. In his photo he looked super, super hot.We met downstairs and he was stunning. The hotel was also out of this world. I didn't call Bell for a safecall since it was only ten

Why I want to keep SplenDaddy

So with the comments running at something like 4 to 1 against I have found a few other useful reasons to keep SplenDaddy..1) Twice now I have been set to do client bookings with guys I wasn't really into. They were okay, I was in the mood for sex, but not excited by the client. So I have used SplenDaddy to fuck me, thus giving me the excuse of "oh, I've had an orgasm already now" and then I can

Note to Self

When catching a bus into the city for an outcall do not choose a thriller to read in which an undercover PI is playing a prostitute. Firstly you will laugh when she complains about having to suck a penis, then you will freak the fuck out when you read the scenes where she gets beaten and nearly killed and you will start to wonder if all clients are really most wanted mafioso bosses.

The $100 Diet Coke

Email is a bastard. The best quote I've read about communicating online is that is gives everyone a version of autism - an inability to read facial signals and figure out intended meanings. This is why smiley faces and LOL and the like are over-used. To convey intention.When you're trying to figure out if you're going to let a stranger into your house for sex then making sure you're okay with the

Sex Worker Blogs

I was asked in a comment for some good sex worker blogs. Here are some blogs I love and check out all the time:My hands down fave writer is Grace Undressed. She is a gorgeous, gorgeous writer and has moved me almost to tears in the past.Other blogs I like to check out are kinda sex related, but not all about sex work necessarily:The Reverse Cowgirl - She ran a project last year with Letters from

Ask Curvy

So I decided I'd add a bit of MSN chat into the mix - lets the guys ask all their questions rather than email back and forward. And in less than five minutes I can tell if they are serious about booking.Here are the funniest questions today - and my answers!Can I try before I buy?Um, no.You are really good looking. Good looking girls don't need to sell their bodies. Why do you do this?Well..good

Mr Cheese

Gawd..Mr Cheese - who tried to book on V day, then tried to make me more than halve my rates, then tried other fake email addresses - is back tonight. Begging to see me. Telling me how bad the service was with his cheap hooker last week.I tried to explain the risks of ultra low price workers - maybe sex slaves against their will, maybe illegal brothels, maybe pimps, maybe disease or blackmail or

Love

How fierce is this cover!? Via Big Fat Deal, who had it via Style Slacker.Sure..it's photoshopped as all fuck but so is every photo shoot these days!

Grrrr..

Comment of the day today from my email to a new agency:"I'm happy to have a BBW on our books, but I hope you understand that from a marketing perspective I would like our first lady to have very broad appeal rather than appeal to a niche market."

SplenDaddy Speculations

I'm back from my mini-break. Kinda a bit confused about whether I should continue with SplenDaddy or not... the balance between sex work and reallife is delicate and this scenario is messing up my dividing lines.I'm going to list pros and cons and welcome any feedback. If someone could make the decision for me that would be nice. Ha.Pro: Hot diggity dog sex. Some of the hottest I've had in a long

Hustle Over

So my profiles on the internet dating sites have been taken down. I'm so amazed it took more than three days for someone to throw a tanty about me wanting money and report me. The sites themselves are pretty slack too I guess with patrolling this stuff - in three days I got hundreds of enquires and a few good potential clients. So far I've only made $100 bucks from my hustle (story to come) but

Mid Week Break

So after work today SplenDaddy is picking me up and whisking me away somewhere for the night. At first he was just going to visit me at my house and leave a cash gift, but I don't think he's a fan of leaving money - really wants to do the "spoiling me" thing. Which is okay, I guess. I just find it hard to relax and be totally spoilt and looked after and not convert what that could have meant I'd

That's what friends are for...

Bell told me to basically pull my head in tonight. To remind me to take it easy and not rush forward with my goal of saving money- at the risk of safety and a balanced life. Fair call. Not only has my four-beers-rule slid out the door of late, I'm also kinda happy to blow off friends at the last minute for the hope of a big booking.Not cool, I agree. Consider my good self reprimanded.

Here we go again...

A new agency starting up and look at their requirements:18-25 years old (ID required)Preferably Available up to 4 days per weekBe willing to undertake Escort or Dancer/Topless Waitress WorkBe disease free (certificate required)Have professional photo/sBe flexible with bookings and available at short noticeBe attractive and well presentedDress Size 8-14Gee..another agency with young, thin gals.

V Day Summary

Valentine's Day in the end was a clusterfuck. But a funny one. Spend the first half of the day in my lingerie and bathrobe waiting for Client #11. He wanted to do a repeat of his amyl-sniffing-missionary ways. I charged him a fortune again! Yay! He was much better behaved after his stupid outbursts the day before when he finally turned up.In fact, I think he's very keen on me. Turns out he has

Real Life Ethics vs Sex Work Ethics

I've been meaning to post about this topic for a while...and the last post reminded me again. Over the months I've been doing my sideline escort hobby I've started to develop a fairly rock solid set of guidelines to divide my real life from the sex work.1) Married clients are only okay for paid gigs. I no longer sleep with married or partnered men in my personal life and if I find out casual

Bad, Bad Girl

It's ovulation week which of course means I'm seeing dollar signs for sex and wanting to cash in while my body is in the mood - with my double bagged cervix of course ;-)But I don't like direct advertising all of the time - escort ads end up drowning in other escort ads within minutes and I always feel exposed. So I've hit upon the worst way of pinpointing men who love curves. I'm basically

Chanel Toilets...

So I had a really pathetic Valentines day and sat in and watched films. One of which was the Lagerfeld Documentary, where I witnessed this sign on the back of the door in the toilets at Chanel. Lol, i`m thinking about hanging this above the toilet in work, see if I can add a spot of class to Gant.

Ask Curvy

So Anon. left a few questions, and I'm also getting emails with questions that I've been answering so I'm going to start an "Ask Curvy" post every now and then.So..if there is anything you want to ask me, about anything, then I'll do my best to answer. I'm also happy to give advice if I can. Now, remember, I've got no qualifications that are relevant for this, just my own sense of humour and

Client #11

About an hour after my Valentine's email went out I heard from a guy who had been one of my first potential clients - way back at the beginning.He wanted to come over straight away. He warned me that he did want to sniff amyl while having sex and I said in that case he could pay the original rates we'd decided on months ago, rather than my V Day special. Made it sound like a bit of a big deal.

Random Thought #5

I just found the funniest web site.www.bedposted.com - it promises to track your sex life and sexual partners. I'm a statistics geek so I'm going to join up and give it a go for the fun of it!I think it will dovetail nicely with another site I've been using about 4 years now. www.mycycle.com - it's a site that tracks your periods and predicts ovulation and bleeding. Now of course it's meant for

Random Thought #4

I just bought this outfit on ebay. It looks like fun. Comfy too - all stretch which is good for curves, and it looks a bit tongue-in-cheek and sexy. Plus with proper sleeves it allows you to wear a decent bra underneath! And the bit of flair at the bottom may make it flatter thighs.SplenDaddy requested a nurse fantasy so I thought it time to invest in a new outfit. Most guys love the nurse idea

Random Thought #3

This sideline of mine has really connected me to my body in a way nothing else has. While sitting this morning waiting for a client running late I felt so positive about my body it was almost like a physical force in the room. I was in lovely lingerie and a nice fluffy bath robe. I'd showered and shaved and used nice skin and hair care products and was almost glowing with sensuality.These days

Random Thought #2

It's time I face reality. My four-beers-or-less fuckability test has been stretched. Going through my archives to do my mailout (spam) I realised I would now easily consider fucking some of the earlier rejects.I guess like in any job tasks that seem impossible at first become routine and comfortable.

Random Thought #1

So I had to race to the local daggy supermarket to get toilet paper. On Valentine's Day, in between clients. I realised I hadn't really eaten much but couldn't be bothered thinking so grabbed McDonalds.There I was, a fat girl, sitting alone on the most romantic day of the year, wolfing down cheeseburger and fries, all alone and in a hoody and tracksuit, in a food court with hair askew.Normally if

Fallout from Porn Making

1) My houseguest is peeved at me since the porn/photographer dude and I knocked out the wifi Internet by mistake and he thought he should stay in his room and not come and ask me to fix it. Also he needed to pee and didn't leave the room cause I'd said, "I'll shut the door on you while I have a guest."I told him during our argument that of course I didn't expect him to stay there the WHOLE time

Valentine's Day Madness??

Tomorrow is V Day, and I'm nothing if not a well rounded whore. I used my sales and marketing skills from a previous life to make a contact list of potential clients out of my archives. And then I sent a Valentine's Day special email, "Everyone deserves some lovin".I didn't reduce my rates too much really - just a nice seductive picture and a bit of a recap on how wonderful I am (ha. ha.)Am now

Zack and Miri Make a Porno

Well, his name wasn't Zack and I'm not Miri, but the bumblefuckery of today continued almost to midnight - and now I'm tucked up in bed writing this.I was home after my frantic day of cock breath and changing in bathrooms and I was just personal ad fishing. Answering dodgy ads, placing dodgy ads, being generally dodgy.This guy and I start talking about him wanting a plus size model to shoot for a

Cock Breath and Superhero moments

Excuse me while I just shake my head in disbelief at what I've just done. The adrenalin is running from my body now, and so far there hasn't been any fallout from my day, but I know I'm still an idiot. Perhaps you'll think so too after this post.I slept in really late today and had to race to my therapist appointment before dayjob (yes, I'm in therapy - but the funny thing is that it's not at all

Dammit, Janet, I have limits.

Oh I hate it when I discover limits. I like to think I'm soooo game that I'm up for anything. But the truth is, I'm a big fat WUSS. LOL.I answered another SugarDaddy ad. This guy was super paranoid - he had a lot of replies he said and so I had to jump through all of these hoops to even get his trust to then get his picture. He'd seen mine and was keen, so I started to get a little excited. He

Welcome BFD Readers

Just a quick welcome to everyone who has found this blog from the link and post over at Big Fat Deal!http://www.bfdblog.com/2009/02/05/secret-diary-of-a-bbw-callgirl/#more-772It's so strange to have readers now! The first month or so I wrote this it was just for myself. Then Bell, and Marina and Sean - my friends-in-crime. Then I started to let a few other cool folk know - including Mo at BFD.Now

Client Request - via blog!

So I had my first email today from somebody that wanted to see me after having read the blog. I was very flattered, and tempted to see what type of guy could read what I have had to say, and still want to see me. Perhaps one that secretly wants to be written up as a client story? Or one that just likes my sense of humour? Or maybe something really mundane - perhaps it really is hard to find a

Sugar Daddy Snapshots

I got back late last night from the airport and have now had time to ruminate on the last few days with Sugar Daddy #1.It was a fabulous escape from my real life, but not a great financial move - that's my potted summary.He isn't really a sugar daddy. He *is* kind and sweet and generous in his own way - and from his point of view he was spoiling me rotten. Airfares, taxi fares, dinners all paid

Fucksticks and AssHats

So I just got an email from the guy I wrote about in "The Worst of Times".This is what he had to say about why he didn't follow up with me:Hello, I need to write to tell you what happened. As I am now allowed to say. My Dom, gave me one week to find someone off the internet to sleep with, and I then had to break all contact for 1 week. My Dom then dumped me, showing me that I am what I think I am

A fat man writes...

Here is the email I said I might share. This guy had a personal ad on a web site, and I sent a note saying if he didn't find anyone to consider an escort..you'd be surprised how many men respond to that approach (which just goes to again prove my point that men advertising for NSA sexual hookups are mostly just looking for a "free whore" no matter what they say to the contrary).Well, he's a big

The Worst of Times

It's taken me a while to write about this, and I wasn't going to cause it's not really related to the sex work. I met a guy through a regular online ad and he ticked all of my boxes. We emailed back and forward and I made it clear I was not looking to hook up, but to date with view to relationship. He wanted the same, he said. It was all going swimmingly so we decided to have a very unusual first

The Best of Times

I'm not sure if this story really counts as sex work. But I did get paid for it. You can make up your own mind.I was sitting home on a Saturday night, bored. Answered a random ad online for a guy that offered good $ to meet him for cocktails and entertain him with stories. That's it. He buys the drinks and dinner at my choice of venue, and I offer my companionship. I guess that's technically

More Sugar Daddy Thoughts

After finding my first sugar daddy I went and joined up with a sugar daddy website. So far no real action. I was talking with my friend Marina about it. Imagine me as a short, white, geeky gal. Now imagine Marina as the opposite. Tall, black, cool. And cuttingly funny.I was trying to tell her that she was what people wanted in a sugar babe. Someone who stops conversation when she enters a room. I