I get asked this question quite often, as a matter of fact I get asked at least 3 times a week, "Erika how did you get started in escorting and why"?  Contrary to popular belief, I was never one of those damsels in distress.  You know the type of escort lady who has the horrific story of living in hotels and cars with her children, or being abused by an ex and running away? 

I know PLENTY of wonderful escorts with those tragically harrowing beginnings, and saw escorting as a way of escaping their financial pitfalls.  I know PLENTY of escorts who were abused by ex-husbands and boyfriends, then found themselves homeless after having the courage to run way.  Those women in my opinion are the epitome of strong and courageous woman who overcame obstacles, and I definitely commend them!

My story on the other hand was quite different, very different.  The year was 1995 and I had just started reading a book that had been on the National Bestsellers list for some time.  I actually had the book a while before I got the courage to read it, because lets face it, how many parents would be happy to find their young teenage daughter reading a book about prostitution?  Luckily for me, my parents were just happy at the fact that my ass was reading a damn book, so they really didn't kick up a fuss over the content. 

The book I'm referring to is called "Madame 90210".  Now people, let me tell you....this book is a one day read.  The material in this book was so entertaining and intriguing, that I literally read the entire book on a Saturday afternoon.  The book was sort of a biography of the legendary Madame to the stars; Alex Adams.  This 60 year old flamboyant Madame was one of the greatest Madame's in history, and I privately took notes on everything that was discussed about her. 

Alex Adams was a shrewd business woman from what I read, but being a Madame with over 50 employees, you almost have to be somewhat of a bitch to succeed, or everyone would just walk all over you!  I always kept mental notes, and always kept Madame Alex in the back of my mind for some strange reason.

Fast forward about 10 years, and I find the subject of prostitution again in my interest.  This time from a HOT little transsexual by the name of "Alexis" with whom I had Massage Therapy classes with.  "Alexis" intrigued me like no other.  From the way she dressed, to the way she carried herself, everything about her was pristine and perfect.  She had this fabulous loft downtown with the exposed brick walls and huge windows.  Now let me remind you, "Alexis" was a female impersonator/entertainer at one of the local Gay nigh clubs, so I'm pretty sure her income wasn't all that fabulous.  I had gone to see her perform a few times just to show her support.  I had always had love for the Gay community; I was your favorite "Fag Hag" if I may say so!  Well one night while we were getting drunk, "Alexis" revealed that she "Hustled" on the side, and the conversation quickly turned into a Master Class in Escorting.  She revealed how she did EVERYTHING, and I quickly became an obsessed minion hanging on her every word.

I knew at that very moment that escorting was something that I wanted to try.  So I did my own research, found a few escort sites, and I JUMPED in!  I pretty much figured out the bulk of my knowledge through trial and error and just getting out there and getting my feet wet.  I remember how humble my beginnings were.  No website, one small picture, and an ad that sounded as intriguing and intelligent as I could possibly create.