I think it's a go...
I called at the right time today. Then, I drove over. First impression? Amazingly beautiful house. Green paint is a little weird, but lovely wildish garden and a nice glassed in front porch. Kept up well. Tell-tale whited-out windows.
I waited in my car because I was a bit early. Then, just a couple minutes before noon, I crossed the street and walked up the path. A sign told me to ring the bell and come into the porch. The sun was bright today. I stood there soaking it in, noticing how happy their plants are. The spider plant was even flowering. Good sign.
Rosemary answered the door, invited me into the waiting room, and introduced herself. We shook hands. She told me that I looked just like someone she had known in high school. Strange. Beautiful huge plants filled the corners and there was also a humongous (55 gal?) aquarium. Nice. Overstuffed black leather couches. A changing screen with pictures of some of the girls on it. Overall- very comfortable, classy feel.
She sat with me and asked a variety of questions. How I had heard of the place, what my interest in this work was, etc. When I told her I used to date T, she wrote "dated T!" on the top of her notes. Cool.
I told her that I was interested in it because being in a scene brings me to my happy place. That I am interested in having regular access to it professionally, because I wouldn't have to worry about the dating side. She seemed to like that.
I also told her that I have some concerns about safety. She assured me that no one ever does anything they don't want to in her house. Also, that they have been very lucky in the past. Mostly, she thinks, because there are always lots of people around in the house. Men who are predatory tend to go after girls who freelance. Makes sense. She also said that 75% of their customers are regulars. And, like the other house I visited, they have extensive records on all past sessions.
One thing surprised me about my own answers. I told her that I'd be interested in switching. Previously, my emphasis had always been on topping-- at least professionally. I didn't know I'd changed my mind about that, but apparently at some point I did. I know I certainly am not okay with being tied up as a sub, but other things could be grand. Honestly, lately I've been embracing my masochism quite a bit and I think I would miss that aspect too much if it wasn't part of my experience.
So logistically, I will start by sitting in on sessions and mostly watching, assisting a bit. (So excited!) I don't get paid until I'm ready to head up sessions on my own, which makes sense. She wants me to start with two shifts a week until I'm trained. I think she said it would take a couple to three weeks. That's a lot of time... but I'm so looking forward to acquiring those skills! Really, sitting in on professional bdsm scenes... shouldn't I be paying for that privilege? :)
It seems that we liked each other, that we're going to try it out. She's going out of town-- too bad-- so my next move is to call her on the 19th to set up a schedule. I wanna start now! But maybe it's good... gives me some time to get used to the idea.
The best part was that I felt the whole time like, "Yes, this is where I am supposed to be. Indeed."
Oh-- ha-- she asked me my specs, too. Height, hair color, eye color, skin type, body type. I answered: 5'10", light blonde, blue, fair, curvy. She was like, "curvy? no no, you're 'statuesque.'" I can live with that.
I waited in my car because I was a bit early. Then, just a couple minutes before noon, I crossed the street and walked up the path. A sign told me to ring the bell and come into the porch. The sun was bright today. I stood there soaking it in, noticing how happy their plants are. The spider plant was even flowering. Good sign.
Rosemary answered the door, invited me into the waiting room, and introduced herself. We shook hands. She told me that I looked just like someone she had known in high school. Strange. Beautiful huge plants filled the corners and there was also a humongous (55 gal?) aquarium. Nice. Overstuffed black leather couches. A changing screen with pictures of some of the girls on it. Overall- very comfortable, classy feel.
She sat with me and asked a variety of questions. How I had heard of the place, what my interest in this work was, etc. When I told her I used to date T, she wrote "dated T!" on the top of her notes. Cool.
I told her that I was interested in it because being in a scene brings me to my happy place. That I am interested in having regular access to it professionally, because I wouldn't have to worry about the dating side. She seemed to like that.
I also told her that I have some concerns about safety. She assured me that no one ever does anything they don't want to in her house. Also, that they have been very lucky in the past. Mostly, she thinks, because there are always lots of people around in the house. Men who are predatory tend to go after girls who freelance. Makes sense. She also said that 75% of their customers are regulars. And, like the other house I visited, they have extensive records on all past sessions.
One thing surprised me about my own answers. I told her that I'd be interested in switching. Previously, my emphasis had always been on topping-- at least professionally. I didn't know I'd changed my mind about that, but apparently at some point I did. I know I certainly am not okay with being tied up as a sub, but other things could be grand. Honestly, lately I've been embracing my masochism quite a bit and I think I would miss that aspect too much if it wasn't part of my experience.
So logistically, I will start by sitting in on sessions and mostly watching, assisting a bit. (So excited!) I don't get paid until I'm ready to head up sessions on my own, which makes sense. She wants me to start with two shifts a week until I'm trained. I think she said it would take a couple to three weeks. That's a lot of time... but I'm so looking forward to acquiring those skills! Really, sitting in on professional bdsm scenes... shouldn't I be paying for that privilege? :)
It seems that we liked each other, that we're going to try it out. She's going out of town-- too bad-- so my next move is to call her on the 19th to set up a schedule. I wanna start now! But maybe it's good... gives me some time to get used to the idea.
The best part was that I felt the whole time like, "Yes, this is where I am supposed to be. Indeed."
Oh-- ha-- she asked me my specs, too. Height, hair color, eye color, skin type, body type. I answered: 5'10", light blonde, blue, fair, curvy. She was like, "curvy? no no, you're 'statuesque.'" I can live with that.