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which gave windows of when we would be available to be called at a moment’s notice. I might get a text saying Be at the Waldorf in 20 minutes and I’d have to be ready.
    And just because you did your job, it didn’t mean you were done for the night. You could be called to do another. Outcall money was amazing if we were on the good side of the booker, Lucy, or Kristin herself.
    As a high-priced call girl, it actually helps to be a decent conversationalist. These are sophisticated men. They don’t want bimbos. There are some men who want the bimbo type, but they are not willing to pay big money for it. Yes, they want sex, but they don’t want to feel as if they are slumming it. They want companionship. If you follow what’s happening in the world and are cultured, well, the sky’s the limit.
    Why do these men pay so much for sex? The short answer is that they want a woman who will do things sexually that theirwives aren’t doing. Some want things like bondage or rougher sex but are afraid to ask their wives.
    But the wives of these men aren’t doing something else that is the relationship killer: making them feel special. This was a common complaint. I tried to make men feel that there was nothing more important to me at that moment than what they were saying. They work hard, I told myself. They deserve it. I’ve learned a tremendous amount about the economy, investing, politics, and the law from my clients. These are the men who were raised to rule, or who got on top of their industry by sheer brains and determination. The only other way I would have met men at this level would have been if I were a CEO myself. And, yes, I’ll admit that I was aware that the attention I paid them paid me back in spades. More than once I counted the cash I was given twice because I couldn’t believe how huge the “tip” was. Sometimes it was more than the fee. And Kristin didn’t get a cut of that.
    Also, men love a fresh face, and when you are the new girl, you make a ton of money.
    When business in New York was good, Kristin would make forays into other territories, and she’d have the girls test out different markets. She had already set up the Philadelphia site, but we went to Boston and Washington, D.C., for her. We’d go from city to city, and clients would get an online “lookbook” so they could choose which girls they wanted and when.
    It’s amazing how each city has its own sexual vibe. New York has so many high flyers in finance, entertainment, and the media, many of whom have built themselves up from humble origins. They’re men who’ve had to make a lot of hard decisions in life in order to get where they are, and although many have an air of entitlement, they seemed to respect and appreciate us. Itwas in New York where we also had our encounters with visitors: European aristocrats, Asian billionaires, Middle Eastern royalty.
    But in Philadelphia, where Kristin kept an apartment at 1600 Walnut Street, within walking distance of Rittenhouse Square Park, our clients were more down to earth. Conversations flowed more easily. Clients were mostly from the real estate and finance world, but they did not have the New York arrogance. They even dressed more casually. Sometimes I questioned whether they could afford me. In Philly a man will linger over a beer with a girl and talk sports. It was refreshing. Same with Boston: Boston men are “chill”—and absolute sports fanatics. Wear a Red Sox cap and a thong, and they go crazy.
    I had one regular client in Philly who was engaged to a doctor. Her schedule made for a very difficult personal life for him sexually, so I was merely a release or retreat from the frustration that he would have for the rest of his life, should he go through with his marriage to her. Another regular client there was one of the biggest Republicans in Pennsylvania. Kristin would have his favorite girl, whose pseudonym