My Personal Relationship With A Shemale Escort

[tek1234]

great finding, thanks for sharing with us Dreamweaver!

It's a sad story although not all of us, providers/escorts/companions feel the same way.

I don't hate my clients and i personally think that they should see an escort instead of cheating with other girl besides their wives or girlfriend.

We are here to work and fulfill our clients's sexual fantasies but NOT involve with their personal lives. It's not cheating for me.

Since escorting is the oldest profession in the world, there are some success story along the way, mine included.

Escorting has given me the opportunity to do lots of things in life.

I'm embarrassed to admit that money can buy, give and contribute to lots of things. But that's the fact.

Though my life is still not (yet) perfect, but it could have been worse for sure, if i did not decide to become a full time escort 6 years ago

my 2 cents

Now, i'm going to bed. Good night


p.s: I'm in Tucson, Arizona right now (will be in Phoenix tomorrow), and the view and the weather here are spectacular at this time of the year

I agree meeting an escort is not cheating

[tek1234]

great finding, thanks for sharing with us Dreamweaver!

It's a sad story although not all of us, providers/escorts/companions feel the same way.

I don't hate my clients and i personally think that they should see an escort instead of cheating with other girl besides their wives or girlfriend.

We are here to work and fulfill our clients's sexual fantasies but NOT involve with their personal lives. It's not cheating for me.

Since escorting is the oldest profession in the world, there are some success story along the way, mine included.

Escorting has given me the opportunity to do lots of things in life.

I'm embarrassed to admit that money can buy, give and contribute to lots of things. But that's the fact.

Though my life is still not (yet) perfect, but it could have been worse for sure, if i did not decide to become a full time escort 6 years ago

my 2 cents

Now, i'm going to bed. Good night


p.s: I'm in Tucson, Arizona right now (will be in Phoenix tomorrow), and the view and the weather here are spectacular at this time of the year

I agree meeting an escort is not cheating

What my ex-wife did was cheating , i caught her in bed with a friend of mine, i can understand that she needed to have sex with someone else but i could not get past that it was a good friend of mine

If she would had met an escort we would still be married

[Shyla Wild]

I have already said that this thread will not be closed or deleted (Unless something changes). Arguing the reasons why or not not it belongs, is pointless.

The way I see it, the OP was very careful with his story. No real names used, and the point was for people to LEARN from this. If Dreamweaver's true purpose was to damage the reputation of the girl in question, than this would have not been in the "Tgirl Chat Section" but in the "REVIEW" section.

So....we either get back on subject, or now I close it based on the thread being off subject. Your choice.

[Ana_Jolie]

I have already said that this thread will not be closed or deleted (Unless something changes). Arguing the reasons why or not not it belongs, is pointless.

The way I see it, the OP was very careful with his story. No real names used, and the point was for people to LEARN from this. If Dreamweaver's true purpose was to damage the reputation of the girl in question, than this would have not been in the "Tgirl Chat Section" but in the "REVIEW" section.

So....we either get back on subject, or now I close it based on the thread being off subject. Your choice.

I say close it. It is just getting stupid. I appreciate everyones post but how much more can you stress something like this?

[Rantsalot]

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If I may take this bit of text

The claim that this thread might be endangering the security of the provider is in my simple view a futile attempt to overcome the free speech concept of this forum and to justify overriding this founding principle

Who are you? Well then allow me to retort. I'll take "Law" for 100 Alex.......






Don't know me and making accusations. Really now.

[Rantsalot]

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"A futile attempt to prevent free speech" .....lmao....lmao....I'm going to try and not hold any preconception in the future about the writings of certain others

[xoxJanexox]

Well, I made my point and you replied. Now the record is complete for the members of this community to distinguish the signal from the noise.

Since the moderator already expressed her decision, there is no point of further dispute on the subject unless the circumstances change.

[sexytamara]

This thread is non sense!
Dremaweaver also known as locomotion ,
My question is why do u have to check this trannys Fb everyday and tell to everyone here bout what she do or posting on her Fb including with her bf . ? U probly still jealous or mad coz your ex is happy now with her new bf...u already said what u want to say bout ur ex on ur first post and now u posted again about what's going on on her Fb lol and that's her personal not urs!

[lucy]

I ve met Lomotion in several occasions.he is a very nice and sweet gentleman.there are BILLIONS of ladyboys around no worries he won't have any issues to find a real girlfriend who doesn't try to use him in every way.... ME LOVE YOU LONG TIME....You know I what I meant.....)))))




This thread is non sense!
Dremaweaver also known as locomotion ,
My question is why do u have to check this trannys Fb everyday and tell to everyone here bout what she do or posting on her Fb including with her bf . ? U probly still jealous or mad coz your ex is happy now with her new bf...u already said what u want to say bout ur ex on ur first post and now u posted again about what's going on on her Fb lol and that's her personal not urs!

[zara]

Be GENTLEmen

I have read the story that got so many people upset, commenting and even bashing that one girl for her lifestyle and for being a con artist. While I agree that is no way to live a life (you can't expect to burn bridges with everyone you meet and have a happy life at the same time; people are not cash pinatas), I don't think this should turn into an extremist witch hunt against all ladyboys and trans escorts everywhere. Besides, I have a few guy friends (yes, just friends haha) who went so far as to even get engaged to genetic girls who aren't even in escorting and ended up being conned even worse than the gentleman who shared his story here.

It is also quite easy to use a story like this to attack one girl for doing something bad. Still, people should just use it as a cautionary tale and not as an excuse for cyber bullying. It is a very real issue that has been the cause for suicides in North America for many years now. Would you really want to be responsible for somebody taking their own life?

The one thing that can stop all this from happening is for all the gentlemen out there to do exactly what this gentlemen advised. If you want to date any escort, genetic or trans- ask, ask and ask more. If you are honest too, do not accept lies and half-truths. Escorts can be dating material, and people dating them are already open-minded enough that they don't deserve to be lied to.

Finally, unless you have been really, truly wronged by an escort, remember- ultimate discretion goes both ways.

Happy holidays everyone, and I hope that you spend them with your loved ones- be they for life, or an evening

[Dreamweaver]

Thank-you Lucy for your support ... and to Zara & everyone else for your input, posts and PMs.

Well this thread has gone as far south as it can go. I never did mean to use it as a public flogging, but now that the girl has revealed herself it has the potential to go there and I refuse to take the bait from Alanna to cause this thread to deteriorate into a venomous shouting match.

She has been trying very hard (by contacting moderators) to get this popular thread locked down so that she can keep her boyfriend scams going undetected.

I honestly only started this thread so that others could learn from my bad experience, not to humiliate anyone publicly ... but she ended up doing it herself.

I will now bow out and not say another word here.

Take care everyone and have a great holiday!

[queenie]

Your not the only one ...

JUST WANT TO SAY YOUR NOT THE ONLY ONE EXPERIENCE THIS KIND OF (DRAMA)
IN HER LIFE...
LOT'S OF VICTIMS...
BUT I BELIEVE "KARMA" IS THE BEST ANSWER ...
AND TELLING THE TRUTH ALWAYS SPIRIT ALIVE...
WISH U GOODLUCK -HAPPINESS - LOT'S OF LOVE...

[Foreskinned]

INTRODUCTION

THE FIRST FACE TO FACE MEETING
After arriving in Toronto and spending a lot of time with my mother, I had some free time on my hands and gave Leslie a call. She came to my hotel room then after the customary donation we did the dirty deed.


BLOSSOMING RELATIONSHIP

We began texting each other frequently, then using video chat then phoning each other. From the time I woke up, to the time I went to bed we were texting, getting to know each other better. The chats were usually initiated by Leslie. She posted on Facebook that she has fallen hard … I knew she was referring to me.

One day she texted that she wanted to be my girlfriend. I told her point blank that I could not be in a serious relationship with a working escort.


RETURN TO TORONTO, OUR 2ND MEETING

She told me she wanted to live with me. I told her that right now isn't a good time, please give me a couple of months.

She said she would no longer have sex with me until we live together (!!!) Right then I should have known that something was a little "off" and just said my good-byes to her … but unfortunately I was emotionally hooked.


RETURN TO TORONTO, OUR 3RD MEETING

She told me that she would be escorting for another month. "I changed my mind" she replied. "Just one more month." Hmmm

THE LOST PHONE

Leslie apparently lost her phone. She said in almost tears that she couldn't survive without a phone. I offered to give her an old phone I had until she could get a new one. She laughed at the idea … only an iPhone would do. She apparently couldn't go on a phone plan because she didn't have her citizenship papers yet. Huh? To make her happy, I sign her up on my phone plan to give her an iPhone.

Yeah, I know, what can I say, I was a blind idiot in love.

THE VISIT OUT WEST


so I put her up in a hotel downtown.

When she came here, we spend the first night together and made some plans for the 2nd night. One of her shemale escort friends was also here, and they met me at my business. I left early so that we could go have some fun. I dropped Leslie and her friend off at her hotel, as they apparently had some "clients". She would phone me when they were done.

Okay, whatever. So I spend a few more hours playing the slots. Later driving down the main drag to go home … I spot her and her friend on the sidewalk, with their arms around a couple of guys (wtf)

I phoned her, she was very drunk (as she often is). What can I say, we had a BIG fight. I just went home.

Next day she phoned me in tears, apologizing. "Please let me make it up to you, I'm so so sorry, it's all my fault, I never meant to hurt you … blah blah blah."

I gave in.



THE TRUTH REVEALED, EYES WIDE OPEN

Things started to get very rocky between us at this point, I'm starting to lose my trust in her. I felt that she wasn't sorry that she ditched me for someone else on her 2nd night here, but that she was only sorry that she got caught.

I began wondering how much more she was lying to me. I noticed photos that were hidden from me on her Facebook account. I noticed Facebook conversations that seemed broken up as if parts of it were hidden from me.

I got hold of her Facebook password.

I snooped.

The photos that were hidden were of her and the boyfriend that beat her up … taken the evening before my last trip to Toronto, announcing on Facebook that he was her new boyfriend!!!

I found that she was having free late night rendezvous with boys 10 years younger than her that she liked to trick into believing she was a gg. (sorry babe, but you aren't THAT passable…)

I found a 2nd Facebook account that I was blocked from, where she gushes her love and affection for the terminally ill so called "ex" boyfriend that she used to live with in northern Ontario.

He, no doubt, was being blocked from the other Facebook account where she was gushing her love for ME.

It finally made me start thinking with the head on my shoulders instead of the one between my legs.

She is a top notch con artist and a user. A low life.

I cancelled her phone service. I asked for the phone back, I asked her to pay her $300 phone bill … but of course being a very selfish & materialistic person … she refused.

Leslie told me that I couldn't afford her.

She was right. And I'm glad. The high price for low lifes these days...

Basically Leslie was using me to get free phone service, and if all went as planned, to get free accommodation by living with me.


The End.
(… and a happy beginning for me!)

Red flags everywhere pal, thank god for Facebook! It saved your life and heart. It is nearly impossible to save a sex provider from themselves. Glad it has worked out for you, now one word of advice .... stay away third world countries like Cuba for example, prostitutes down there will strip you to the bone for everything and most do not have access to FACEBOOK!

[overhere]

I just skimmed the 8 pages. If you want to be an escort, you have to work hard. Unless you want to strictly bottom in which case there is no need to work hard at all.

He put her in an apartment, paid for her first 3 months rent then broke up with her. He's wealthy and kind, but not stupid.

I'd call that stupid. It is amazing how willing guys are to pay for vagina they are not even getting. From TG escorts to civilian GGs. I could tell you stories.

[foobar26]

INTRODUCTION
I'm a hard working and successful entrepreneur. I'm not rich, but I'm not poor either ? I just make enough to own a home, eat and enjoy a nice life of not working for somebody else.

First I'd like to mention that the following story is my own personal experience with one individual and in no way is meant to paint all escorts with the same brush.

I will be using assumed names in this story, as my purpose is to provide a good read of my experiences for others to learn from and not to humiliate anyone publicly. I will call her Leslie in this story. She lives in Toronto, I live in the west.

COMMUNICATION
It all started innocently enough, sending flirty PMs to each other, then postings on threads in the forums for a little over a year, much like many of you do. One day her face appeared under "people you may know" on my Facebook account, so I added her. Once in a while we chatted on Facebook but nothing too serious.

Last April, 2012, I received a call that my mother was ill in the hospital so I made plans to fly to Toronto. I told Leslie on Facebook and she told me she wanted to meet me.

THE FIRST FACE TO FACE MEETING
After arriving in Toronto and spending a lot of time with my mother, I had some free time on my hands and gave Leslie a call. She came to my hotel room then after the customary donation we did the dirty deed.

Afterwards we chatted for about an hour like old friends. Apparently she had just broken up with her boyfriend after living with him for a few months. She told me that she was very bored living with him in northern Ontario and wanted to move back to Toronto.

He put her in an apartment, paid for her first 3 months rent then broke up with her. He's wealthy and kind, but not stupid.

(UPDATE 11/26/12: I've found out that he was actually still paying her rent every month until the end of November, 2012. Leslie lied about it to me in order to get more money out of me with her sad "I'm so poor" stories. I've also found out that they never did "break up" ... she was continuing to let him believe she was being loyal to him so that he would continue to pay her rent. There is one way to tell if she is lying ... her lips are moving.)

The next day, I was at the airport waiting for my flight to head home, when Leslie texted "I will miss you so much, I think I'm falling for you" ? which really surprised me, so I just texted "me too".

BLOSSOMING RELATIONSHIP
We began texting each other frequently, then using video chat then phoning each other. From the time I woke up, to the time I went to bed we were texting, getting to know each other better. The chats were usually initiated by Leslie. She posted on Facebook that she has fallen hard ? I knew she was referring to me.

One day she texted that she wanted to be my girlfriend. I told her point blank that I could not be in a serious relationship with a working escort. Some guys can emotionally handle their girlfriend being boinked 10 times a day by strangers ? unfortunately I'm not one of those guys and I told her that up front before we went any further.

She quite convincingly said she was quitting in a month and will be living with her family. I believed her. I allowed myself to fall for her ? hard. I'm usually stronger than this but with everything going on with my mother I was feeling particularly vulnerable at that time.

RETURN TO TORONTO, OUR 2ND MEETING
My mother fell ill again, so I returned to Toronto. This time to not only visit my mom but to explore my new found relationship. Leslie was living with me in my hotel room for close to 2 weeks while I was there. When I wasn't visiting my mother, the two of us were going on dates, cuddling, having sex and making plans for our future. She told me she wanted to live with me. I told her that right now isn't a good time, please give me a couple of months.

She said she would no longer have sex with me until we live together (!!!) Right then I should have known that something was a little "off" and just said my good-byes to her ? but unfortunately I was emotionally hooked.

I asked about what happened with her ex boyfriend, she told me he was terminally ill and that he told her to find a new boyfriend. Also that the boyfriend before him beat her up so severely that she spend a week in the hospital. I felt so much pity for her and wanted to give my all of my emotional support.

Before leaving for the airport we had a huge emotional farewell, lots of tears ? I almost missed my flight. When I got home, the texting, video chats and phone calls became even more intense.

RETURN TO TORONTO, OUR 3RD MEETING
A couple of weeks later I received the call that my mother passed away. I was an emotional wreck at this point. Leslie invited me to stay at her apartment this time. After dealing with my mother's funeral arrangements and cleaning out her apartment, I spent the next few days with Leslie. She told me that she would be escorting for another month. I said "Okay? I thought you were going to live with your family?" "I changed my mind" she replied. "Just one more month." Hmmm

THE LOST PHONE
Leslie apparently lost her phone. She said in almost tears that she couldn't survive without a phone. I offered to give her an old phone I had until she could get a new one. She laughed at the idea ? only an iPhone would do. She apparently couldn't go on a phone plan because she didn't have her citizenship papers yet. Huh? To make her happy, I sign her up on my phone plan to give her an iPhone.

Yeah, I know, what can I say, I was a blind idiot in love.

THE VISIT OUT WEST
I went home, we continued our text relationship as before. I invited her to stay with me for a couple of weeks, and she told me she would need to "work" while she was here to pay for her rent. I reluctantly agreed, although I didn't like it, I'm not really rich enough to be able to match the amount of money she is used to making and she did need to pay her rent at the end of the month, so I put her up in a hotel downtown.

When she came here, we spend the first night together and made some plans for the 2nd night. One of her shemale escort friends was also here, and they met me at my business. I left early so that we could go have some fun. I dropped Leslie and her friend off at her hotel, as they apparently had some "clients". She would phone me when they were done.

I went to the casino across the street for dinner and to wait for her call. 2 hours later I get a call that she just wants to go out with just her friend for a few drinks, and that she hopes I would understand.

Okay, whatever. So I spend a few more hours playing the slots. Later driving down the main drag to go home ? I spot her and her friend on the sidewalk, with their arms around a couple of guys (wtf)

I phoned her, she was very drunk (as she often is). What can I say, we had a BIG fight. I just went home.

Next day she phoned me in tears, apologizing. "Please let me make it up to you, I'm so so sorry, it's all my fault, I never meant to hurt you ? blah blah blah."

I gave in.

THE TRUTH REVEALED, EYES WIDE OPEN
Things started to get very rocky between us at this point, I'm starting to lose my trust in her. I felt that she wasn't sorry that she ditched me for someone else on her 2nd night here, but that she was only sorry that she got caught.

I began wondering how much more she was lying to me. I noticed photos that were hidden from me on her Facebook account. I noticed Facebook conversations that seemed broken up as if parts of it were hidden from me.

I got hold of her Facebook password.

I snooped.

The photos that were hidden were of her and the boyfriend that beat her up ? taken the evening before my last trip to Toronto, announcing on Facebook that he was her new boyfriend!!!

I found that she was having free late night rendezvous with boys 10 years younger than her that she liked to trick into believing she was a gg. (sorry babe, but you aren't THAT passable?)

I found a 2nd Facebook account that I was blocked from, where she gushes her love and affection for the terminally ill so called "ex" boyfriend that she used to live with in northern Ontario.

He, no doubt, was being blocked from the other Facebook account where she was gushing her love for ME.

It finally made me start thinking with the head on my shoulders instead of the one between my legs.

She is a top notch con artist and a user. A low life.

I cancelled her phone service. I asked for the phone back, I asked her to pay her $300 phone bill ? but of course being a very selfish & materialistic person ? she refused.

Leslie told me that I couldn't afford her.

She was right. And I'm glad. The high price for low lifes these days...

Basically Leslie was using me to get free phone service, and if all went as planned, to get free accommodation by living with me.

(UPDATE 11/26/12: She has now found a new guy to buy her expensive meals, spent hundreds at casinos and she will probably be moving in with him soon to get her free accommodation. A zebra can't change it's stripes .... )

The terminally ill rich 2nd boyfriend from up north? She was stringing him along in hopes of getting a generous inheritance when he died, or if possible to get him to marry her so she would get it all.

The boyfriend who beat her up? Sex. He's very young, very immature, mindless and broke. Just sex.

EPILOGUE
It's been over a month now since we broke up. Now that all the hurt and rage has subsided in me, I look back and realize how lucky I was to end it. If I didn't see her true colours I just may have been living with her now and ruined my life.

I looked at her Facebook account last night for the first time in a month. She recently spent the night with the "ex" boyfriend who previously put her in the hospital and I'm sure he will put her back in the hospital again some day. She recently took him to court over the beating ... I guess he gave her another slap when she stayed at his place and she didn't like it.

She's now into drugs, there is a photo of a big bag of pot on her Facebook with an invitation for guys to come over and help her smoke it (probably smoked it all along, but was hiding it from me. Not a problem, I used to smoke it myself sometimes ... but it's just another thing she was hiding from me.)

She went out with some older guy in a suit a few times and probably did her best to drain his bank account as quickly as possible.

Leslie has been escorting for close to 3 years now but she is always broke.

While all the other escorts invested in themselves by getting boobs etc., Leslie is flat chested.

Where did all that money go? As soon as she gets it, she spends it. Taxi rides all over the city, clubbing to the wee hours, eating in expensive restaurants, drugs, gambling in casinos and bingo.

Her escort money is gone within 24 hours of receiving it. Then she will ask one of her many boyfriends for some financial help to buy food, while putting on an act of being embarrassed.

ADVICE
My advice to anyone considering entering a relationship with an escort? Make sure you really know who you are dealing with, ask questions, ask MORE questions, if you catch them lying, walk away before you get in too deep.

Just look out for number one. Think with your brain, not your dick.

Yes this is my first post under "Dreamweaver" but the above story is absolutely true, although some of the events happened in a slightly different order than what I've written. Want to know the name of the escort?

Send me a PM, maybe I'll tell you.


The End.
(? and a happy beginning for me!)

I'm not saying this to be mean but your story makes it sound like you should get some counseling. It seems to me like you may have some self esteem issues if you pursued and paid for this girl in the way you describe. It's not normal to pay for a girl's phone or her rent... why would you even consider it?

And besides that, how many girls are out there that want to be with a guy that uses escorts in the first place? Your first meeting with her involved paying her for sex and it appears as though that's the only relationship she wanted with you.

I'm not a TS, but have dated one, so take this next part with a grain of salt.

If you want a relationship with a girl, why would you pay her for sex. TS girls are no different than anyone else... ask her out on a date... do something platonic. If she happens to escort, at the end of the day, it's just a job like anything else. She is still looking for the same things in a partner that you are: confidence, attraction, good job, intelligence, etc.

Good luck with your journey, and if you want to date a TS girl, ask them out on a date and be realistic. Ask yourself: am I in the same league as them? do we have common interests? are they genuinely interested in me? do we have fun together?