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8 sex workers share what happened on their first day on the
job.

Like accountants, journalists or retail assistants, sex workers
offer their services, in exchange for payment, and as with any
other job, things like contentious clients, questionable bosses,
and first day job jitters, are also commonplace.

Writing about their initial experiences on a recent Reddit thread,
various sex workers from erotic text line operators, to escorts and
strippers shared their first day on the job.

This is what they had to say.

1. “Getting partially naked in front of strangers for the first
time is very unsettling.”
First day on the job stripping — I was 19 and worked in a very tiny
club (used to call it my shoebox club) with a wobbly pole from
Lowe’s that went through a gaping hole in the ceiling.

Had a panic attack in the dressing room before it was my turn to go
on stage cause getting partially naked in front of strangers for
the first time is very unsettling, and then came out to see people
that I vaguely knew sitting by the tip rail (I used to live in a
small city).

I had actually biked past them on the way to get there! Proceeded
to awkwardly roll around on stage and accidentally kicked an ash
tray off the tip rail at them. Not my finest hour haha.


2. “I got VERY lucky.”

I got VERY lucky. My first ever client was an attractive, middle
aged man who lived in a huge and pristine house. After all was said
and done, I divulged that he was my first client. He looked me in
my eyes and said ‘you shouldn’t be doing this.’ I only did it for
about six weeks.


3. “Much less than minimum wage.”

I once worked for a company where I would reply to explicit text
messages. First day I thought it was really funny and kinda cool, I
did it from home so I would tell my partner about some of the
messages I would get. It was explained to me that I would handle
several ‘profiles’ of women. I was sure the men knew it’s a fantasy
line as the manager told me it was clear on their website. But she
would not tell me what the name of that site was.

Anyway as time went on I realized that the Johns were texting what
they thought were real women. They kept referring to it as a dating
website. I kept getting general emails from my manager repeatedly
to say we must always say we “liked the idea of meeting sometime”
but never agree to it, and to keep saying we wanted to talk longer
first to keep them replying for longer. Some of these men had been
texting ‘one woman’ for YEARS, when in reality that profile could
be handled by 20+ women a day.

Found out from one John that it was advertised as meet local
singles for sex, and they had to spend £3 (AU$5.41) per message and
were getting frustrated that the women never met up.

Edit: Lots of people asking about pay. It was £0.15p per message
(AUD 27 cents). Even going as fast as I could it was much less than
minimum wage per hour as I often had to read through the message
history or look up info (e.g the John might ask what the weather
was like where ‘she’ lived).



4. “Lasted only three days.”
At one point in my life when I lost my job and car I stripped
(lasted only three days) and I remember my first day, technically
night, like it was yesterday. I was very shy, awkward, clueless,
desperate, and ashamed.

I never thought I would turn to dancing (stripping). After I danced
the five stages, this [doctor] asked for a private dance. We go to
the very back of the building where no one can see. So I’m dancing
on him and then he asks could he insert his penis in me. I freaked
out!!! I said NO! And he said “okay, can I jack off while you
dance, I’ll give you $200”. I agreed, and a few seconds later, he
jizzed in his pants…. they were khakis.

I made $250 in about three minutes. I was scarred, and was only
able to dance two more nights before I realized I just couldn’t do
it anymore.


5. “Sex work saved me.”
So, I started off doing erotic massage back when I was basically
homeless and just couch surfing…, working any odd jobs I could
find. I had no idea what I was doing, but I was living off stale
food left forgotten in random peoples fridges, so I went for
it.

I posted an ad on a website with a friend and within a few hours
got an inquiry. I didn’t screen or take any precautions because I
didn’t know any better, and in retrospect I was INCREDIBLY lucky. I
was so nervous. I got all dressed up in the only halfway decent
thing I owned.

I went to his hotel and when he opened the door my mouth nearly
fell open. He was so fucking handsome and I was floored. He was a
30 something businessman from Iceland. He was absolutely
delightful. He was charming, intelligent, immaculate, and funny. I
had an amazing hour with him and walking away with what I normally
could make in a week working my ass off at a shit cafe getting
abused by rich customers who were fine with spending $7 on a latte
but not tipping a single cent. The 180° change in my job status was
shocking.

After that I started posting ads every day and was able to get an
apartment and go back to school. I’m now at a great university and
my life is wonderful. It’s been over five years and I’ve never been
more grateful for anything in my life. Sex work saved me.



6. “He made it easy.”
I was very nervous. No one in my life knew I was going to work as a
sex worker. The madam at the brothel knew it was my first time but
she gave me very little useable advice. An older experienced SW
told me what I needed to know to get through my first client.

My first client was a young man, he treated me well and the sex was
vanilla. It wasn’t scary or anything. He made it easy. I think I
had a few clients that night, I can’t remember.

Edit: The advice she gave me was about not telling the clients that
it was my first time or that I was new in the industry. She said
that the clients would immediately try to take advantage of that.
She told me how to use lube to fake enjoyment, and that when I got
my period I could still work I’d just need to wet a small sponge
and use it as a tampon. She let me know the brothels that where the
girls were so competitive that they’d sabotage your jobs, spread
shut about you and cut the straps on your shoes. And most
importantly she told me that even on your worst night the money
would make it worth it.

7. “My coworker had to show me how to give a lap dance.”
I’m a dancer, my first day was kind of awkward but I think I got
the hang of it quickly. I was interested in pole tricks before I
started the job so I was pretty good at those already, but had no
idea what to do for the actual dancing part.

My coworker had to show me how to give a lap dance lol. Talking to
customers was also nerve-racking but I quickly learned to just ask
questions and they would spend the rest of the conversation talking
about themselves. It got easier once I developed a fun, confident
persona that was separate from my actual everyday self (I usually
have a lot of anxiety and body image issues).

I also learned some very effective ways to shut down creeps.


8. “My feet absolutely killed me.”
My first day stripping was terrifying. I wore off brand stripper
shoes so my feet absolutely killed me. I was scared out of my mind
to talk to people I was a nervous wreck. Luckily the girls at the
club were nice and helped me figure out what to do.

I’m still stripping a year later and it’s pretty much second nature
now I love it and I’m pretty good. I also do porn now and my first
day doing that was addicting! I loved it I had so much fun it made
me feel invincible.

Almost forgot to mention I’ve gotten to meet so many amazing
people. All my close friends now are girls I met at the club.
Everyone at the club is like a weird, f*cked up family.


8 sex workers share what happened on their first day on the
job.

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