I first got into this line of work when I was 18 years old.  A brand new, teenage GFE queen for all of DFW.  It was quite an awakening for me. I had always been a sexual person and I can't dance so I couldn't be an exotic dancer.  I never thought I'd find a place where I was truly happy and could express myself until I stumbled upon this.  I love being with every new guy and making them feel like they've never felt before.  To meet someone and just immediately feel comfortable and at ease with him, to let him see my naked body, to feel his hands on my body is so exciting.  I love the intensity of a new man's body beside me, under me, on top of me.  I was getting paid to have more fun than I had ever had.  And for a few months, I had SOOO much fun. 

Then I left the business for a long time, had a long term relationship, tried to be a good girl and support my significant other in all that he did.  After a while, it got old, really old, and it wasn't good for me any more.  So the inevitable happened and we split up.  All that time, I had remembered and sometimes wished for the thrills of the business again.   I missed the excitement of the new man coming in the door, the thrill of making him moan and groan in excitement and in ecstasy.  I tried a regular job for a few months, but I didn't enjoy my job at all, and didn't make the money I needed to live.  I knew that I was missing a lot of fun, and starving when I didn't have to. 

So at the ripe old age of 20, I decided to make my career move.  I called a dear old friend from my time before and in just a couple hours, we were on his bed, and I was once again, feeling all the excitement and thrills coursing through me.  My skin was on fire with excitement.  It was as much fun as it had ever been.  In the next few days, I contacted a few of my old friends, and developed a little under the radar clientele.  For several months, I only saw my friends and worked my regular job as well.  It got harder and harder to go to work, and easier and easier to get more into the business again.  The thrills never stop and I love it.

So finally, at 21 I was back, all the way, running ads and having all the guys in Dallas at my feet, or somewhere down there. 

Now, my curiosity has gotten the best of me.  Are men the same everywhere?  Do they all look the same, sound the same, smell the same, taste the same?  I mean yes, I have had a lot of different experiences, and different ranges of taste and smell and touch, but are all men like Dallas men?  I think I want to find out.  So I am going to start venturing out a little.  I want to travel to different places, maybe not far from home, but maybe farther as I get braver.  I have never been very far from home, and I know there are sights to see and experiences that I haven't had yet.  I want to find out.  I want to taste and touch and know what the differences are, if any.

I have found out, I love men.  All kinds of men.  All ages, all types, all nationalities.  I like the way they look.  I like everything about them.  Don't get me wrong, I like girls too.  They are soft and smooth and gentle and beautiful and I love being with them.  But for me, really, I love men better.  I hope that men will continue to love me too.  They seem to really like what I do for them.  And whether they know or not, I love what I do for them too. 

My life is sooo great right now!