Johnny you know I love you but , as a former hustler myself I'm really disappointed with you , in the sex businesses you always get paid in advance ,that money is yours no matter what happen after.
PS: I'll give it a pass because the drug thing.
this, sadly, is something I didn't do even with my future "missions" .....I always figured that I could strong arm whoever didn't pay me figuring that they were some self loving, old twink/queen....sadly some of these guys could have probably beat the living shit out of me.....then again at this time I was so thin and weak a slight pick up in wind gust could have knocked me out
I also use the "i'll blame it on being stoned for not taking the money" but in retrospect I realized that if I had enough clarity to actually remember exact details about that night (for instance: i remember that it happend on the first or second saturday of may of 2009- it was the saturday of the NOC in 09) then I wasn't that fucked up to take the money....again- my legit reason for not taking the money was i just didn't want to be indebted to this guy
in retrospect I realize that the "hustling game" IS A HUSTLE......rob, cheat and steal (RIP Eddy)...if I go back to this sick game (and I'm only gonna bang chicks this time) I'll make sure a envelope is waiting for me BEFOREHAND.....however the straight hustling game has to have more tacit than g4p hustling...from my understanding is that if you deal with a classier broad (which is mostly movie bullshit mind you) then I may have to be "classier"
I dunno--long story short this summer I might have to go back to stripping and MAYBE working as a "shot boi" at a gay bar on friday nights....however- my money will only go into my nose not because im using drugs but because I have a huge nose and I can store alot of things inside of it.....you know that little, chubby mexican kid from "modern family"? that little fucker owns a bungalo in my left nostril- that's how big my nizose is
Now I am calling bullshit. This is too easy of a story.
Someone blew the load too quickly.
i hate to pull the whole "I swear on my grandfather's soul" thing here because my mom's dad was a amazing and virtuous man and his soul should have nothing to do with black tear away pants, a Lisa Stansfield hair cut or being overly tan year round however I swear on my grandfather's soul on all of this
ive done lots of shit im not proud of in my addiction... never g4p though... but frankly like you said, you realize real quick what kind of addict you are when you see the guys taking it up the ass or stealing from their fucking grandparents/roommates/foster children, or literally just walking into target and walking out with loads of silver. ..
I never could bring myself to steal, or to sell my body, or any of that shit... when I met those people, I was like, "holy shit these people do exist and im so glad I havent reached that point."
I remember a chick came into my hotel room and asked if id smoke her out with some of my dope, and when I said yes she just oulled my pants down and went to town.. I asked her wtf and she said she was paying, and wasnt that ok, as she didnt have cash.
you meet THESE people and you say to yourself "what the hell is wrong with these fucking assholes?! These people have fucking kids?!"
Long story short- i was more addicted to not existing than I was to drugs.....see in life you actually have consequesnces and you have to deal with the reality that if you have a goal that there is a possibility that you will fail......I SUCK at accepting rejection and failure (which explains my "dating life" in the normal/non stripping world)
however you know when you are a junkie and your goal is to be a junkie then YOU NEVER FAIL...THERE IS NO WAY TO BE A SHITTY JUNKIE...YOU ALWAYS WIN (at being a junkie)
what made me stop?.....honestly- I just decided to grow up and live a real life and not drop out
What kind of gimp pays a dude to jack-off in front of him and nothing else? I don't blame you bro taking money for that if you really needed it for a fix.
if you make your intentions clear of what you are willing to do (and not do) then the client will have to take it or leave it----if someone wrote me for full blown gay fucking I always quoted a huge price (always 10 grand...yes 10 grand!!) and if they called my bluff then I guess I was gonna have to do alot of thinking or just not write them back....thankfully (sadly for my ego though
) nobody ever called my bluff
