• Mon, Sep 10 2012

Harlotry: I Was A Live Nude Girl

I was simultaneously fascinated and disturbed by the reviews. Yes, this was a peep show and therefore (in my mind at least) the holy grail of sex work, but it also seemed as if it might be a brothel, and a very, very skeezy one at that. While there’s a large and welcoming place in my heart for sleaze, this seemed as if it might be too much even for me. So I held off on applying and discussed the pros and cons of the matter with my friends. They all told me the same thing: if it was too creepy, I could always quit and, worst case scenario, it would be terrible, I wouldn’t make it through my first shift, and I would be left with an amusingly horrific story.

The most encouraging of all my friends was Natasha, who went so far as to suggest that we apply together. After our disastrous foray into shared sex work and the subsequent, somewhat strained dissolution of our apartment-sharing situation, I had harbored a small amount of resentment toward Natasha and this didn’t help matters. Here she was trying to steal my idea and co-opt the sleaze! This was not acceptable. Three days later Natasha called me excitedly to tell me about her first shift at Club Paradox.

I was livid. I had no choice. I had to work there.

I spent days agonizing over what I was going to wear, worrying that I wouldn’t be hired, and obsessively considering all the terrible things that could happen to me. Part of the reason I’d so far had such a positive experience with the sex industry was undoubtedly because I’d been my own boss; this would be the first time I had ever been both an employee and a sex worker. I was used to choosing who to see and who not to see, but there’d be no such thing at Paradox. Of course, it would only be dancing, but the reviews suggested there would be plenty of men who’d come having received more than just a dance and expecting the same. Would the management pressure me into doing extras?

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  • Maggie

    Your stories are all so good! Someone should really give you a book deal :)

    • Cate

      I appreciate your vote of confidence!

      The idea of a book deal both excites and scares me. People have predicted it will happen, but so far there has been nothing. I am not too worried, though, after all I only started writing for people who are not myself a few months ago.

    • Andrea Dunlop

      I agree! Cate- hollar at me if you want to talk publishing. Jen has my info.

    • Cate

      Hi Andrea!
      I’m really hoping you aren’t just some troll trying to toy with my fragile hopes and dreams. However, so long as you are who you say you are, it is a real pleasure to internet-meet you! I have contacted Jennifer to ask about your contact information, as I would very, very much love to talk about publishing with you.

  • Meagan S

    This was hilarious! How on earth were you supposed to express your awe at their penis size? Two thumbs up?

    • Cate

      Two thumbs up, or maybe a sassy, hand-over-wide-open-mouth pin-up girl face? I’m really not sure what they wanted

      Honestly, though, I did see the biggest dick I’ve ever encountered while working in the peep show. Calling the thing a baby arm would not be an exaggeration and I could only think of how happy I was to not be on the receiving end of that appendage. The issue there was more concealing horror than anything else.

  • Renee

    Oh god…they ARE all inordinately proud of their genitalia.

    “they’d whip it out and look up with expectant, ‘Mommy, look what I did’ expressions” THIS.

    I’m pro sex work, but I have never felt comfortable pursing it myself. Which is why as a former massage therapist, it really pissed me off when men didn’t understand the difference between massage therapy and sex work. Like the client who decided to make his dick dance in the middle of me giving him a massage. As if I would be so impressed I would just throw in a free hand-job. A dancing dick is hilarious not enticing!

    • Cate

      That is just…god, that’s terrible. I mean, I have no words. Is the massage not enough for people?

      Sometimes I really do wonder what is wrong with people.

  • Silenus

    I find your posts interesting. Is there any way I can be notified of new posts without receiving Gloss’s 181.5 posts per week in my RSS feed?

    Thanks,

    Si

    • Cate

      Well, I know that my stories post every Monday somewhere between ten and noon, except on holiday weekends when they post on Tuesdays. As far as I know you can’t just subscribe to my posts, but you can check the site on the appropriate day.

      I am glad you like my posts!

    • Marian Rosenberg – Haikou #1 Translation Agency

      Indeed. I’m subscribed to Gloss’s 180+ posts a week just to read Harlotry.

      Even though I don’t deliberately read them skimming through Mommyish and STFU Parents and all the other Gloss stuff has led me to know more about the fashion world or parenting than I ever wanted to know.

      I’ve also realized that quite a number of the professional writers on this site are desperately in need of someone to check their grammar before they post. The mistakes jump off the screen, grab my eyes, and punch me in the face.

    • Cate

      Oh wow, I guess that speaks really well of me. But seriously guys, The Gloss has a bunch of other cool articles! Jennifer’s Shelved Dolls and Ashley’s Illustrated Guides in particular are very interesting and entertaining. If my recommendation carries any weight, I suggest you give them a shot.

  • Madam Michelle

    Sad the way men pay them to lie to their faces and laugh behind their backs and in return, the men respect them the most. Sad.