When I started my escort career there was nobody who could direct me or give an advice. Internet just appeared in my hometown, and there were no resources yet, no websites where I could get information. So I had to be a cautionary tale by my own. But the case I’m going to tell you happened here, in Oslo, when I was already an experienced grown up courtesan, and, going forward, I can tell you, that I still feel bad about that situation and beat myself:( Probably I need a gestalt therapy... Or maybe this confession to you will help to release. Anyway, let me try.
I had a regular - a very nice and handsome guy, amazing personality. The one whom we escorts call ‘player’. For players visiting callgirls is a natural part of life. They usually have a few favorites whom visit permanently and from time to time they try out fresh flesh. Players are usually well known among girls and no one feel jealous or pretend to become his the only one escort - it’s just impossible. Each player has some well known preferences and behavior patterns. And what I especially liked in this guy, that he was a very punctual person. He always made appointments in advance, never cancelled and never was late...
So, as you understand, I was in the ‘favor list’ of the Player (let’s call him C. -just a letter, nothing common with the name). One day, after having nice moments together, he was dressing up and as usual asked me: “Next week, same time?” I answered: “Sure” and that’s it. I just completely forgot about it next minute. I didn’t put the appointment in my notebook, I didn’t setup notification at my phone’s calendar, nothing. I don’t know why. Total blackout.
Week passed, and not remembering about my promise to C. I just made one more appointment at the same time! So I was at my apartment with another person. Then I’ve heard some noise in the corridor, went out to check - nothing. But at that moment a light bulb in my head came on. Instantly my brain turned own the memory, cognition mixed with intuition draw the whole picture and I immediately remembered about the appointment and realized my fail. Fucking mind games... I had a vision of the C. arrived exactly at the appointed time, called me... got no answer. Then someone went out of the building and let him slide in. We met like a hundred times before so he knew that when I’m waiting for him, the door of my apartment is open, and somehow by coincidence this time the guest didn’t lock it too, so C. just entered and then I guess he saw man’s coat and boots, and heard sounds... This is the scenario of the movie my brain showed me then. I grabbed my phone: yes, missed calls from C. At that second I felt so ashamed that I just wanted the ground open swallow me...
When my current date was over I send him some feeble excuse saying that I overslept or whatever. And I felt even worse because of the lying. But I just wasn’t brave enough to own such a stupid mistake and unprofessional behavior from my side. He sent me some polite answer and of course never came back again. A few months later we crossed on a street, acted like unfamiliar. The end of the story.
The situation was awful, for sure. I don’t know how would I react if I came to a girl and she already had been with someone else... At least I would write a very angry review! One of the most stupid mistakes in my career that cost me a very nice regular. Since that time I paranoidly checking and rechecking my notes and if my door is closed.
Probably it’s not smart to tell you about the case: it can scary away. Despite this I want you to know that I’m a fellow human being as well, I can make mistakes but I’m learning to admit them, make conclusions and to repeat never.
I just wanna say one thing to Mr C.: if you read this, please, forgive me! We never discussed the case and probably never will, but just know that I really apologize.
Ooooph... Feel much better now. You know, confessing really helps.
P.S. How would you act in this situation if you were me and if you were C.? Please, tell me in comments.