Five years ago, Gabriela broke off a bad engagement and started dancing at a strip club in Sandy Springs. On the suggestion of a regular, she started escorting. The wildest night was probably one guy, me, and four other females. It was his birthdayβjust him and all of us at his mansion in the suburbs. He had us all dancing and then engaging with one another individually. Then, we all tried at the same time with him, which is. We would give each other looks and laugh, pretend to make noises. High five each other from above.
Sandy Springs, Brookhaven, and Buckhead have the biggest mansion parties. Especially Buckhead. I guess you could say I have a St. Regis kind of crowd. Tons of lawyers. Those are always the fun ones. They like to party a lot. I think half of my job is therapy. I get to set my own hours. The money is fabulous. People pay for time, and anything else that happens is between consenting adults. I satisfy fantasies no one else would ever touch.
The extremely tall man who loves to dress in all lingerie, heels included. The man who likes to get kicked in the testicles repeatedly. The Foot Man who literally massages my feet for hours. Bondage Man just ties me in random knots that he learnedβvery intricate. I have about 15 regulars, and I see some three times a week. There are never any expectations with this, besides having a good time. Everything is protected.
I get tested every three months to be careful. No one loses. Two people go home happy. I recently just got back from Costa Rica, Argentina, and Uruguay.
It was a day trip with a group of gentlemen who go every year. Sex work is legal there. Dressed to the 10s, just waiting for someone. Or an event. Or we meet at a hotel. I just recently had a date at the Botanical Gardens. But you get compensated at the end. This article appears in our September issue. More Atlanta After Dark. Sign in.
