Weekend Rewind: Every Woman Is For Sale…
Remember this one? A classic! Enjoy!
By Guest Blogger, The Hooker Chronicles
“What made you want to do this kind of work”?
If I had a round of ammo for how many times I have heard this over the past 5 years, I could overthrow a small country with an army of stiletto wearing hookers. I once felt like I had to respond with some tired cliché’ like: “It’s empowering” or “I like pleasing men”.
Then a few weeks ago I was asked that dreaded question once again, and I had what some would call a moment of shear clarity and responded “Because I can”….It was so refreshing to say those words.
Contrary to popular belief, and what the media spews to the public, Escorts no different than your average woman. They have children, a man, a home, bills, and sometimes a “regular” 9-5. They just so happen to be hookers on the side. And with the American population so quick to judge them, it’s imperative that Americans understand that a person isn’t defined by what they do for a living. If a woman were a garbage lady, would that make her garbage? If she worked for the sewer company, does that make her s*it?
In the end, we all prostitute ourselves in some sort of way. Whether you Model or dance the ballet, you are still using your body to make a profit. Back in pre-historic times, the men would show off their strengths and abilities to find wives and mates. The women would come along and accepts these men’s sexual requests in exchange for food, protection, companionship, and shelter. And this is where the idea of prostitution began…
And they don’t call it the world’s oldest profession for nothing…
I think that most females get wrapped up in the whole label thing, and being called a hooker is the worst thing you can call her. But if you take all the sugar babies, kept women, and trophy wives and put them in one big room next to your top paid hookers, and they all start to look the same…because they are!