Every time I interview an escort, I can’t help but think about the moment when she decided to try to enter this business. Each person has “decisive” moments in life, moments that change the direction of their work, their friendships, and their future. Some of these moments I call them “FTS” or “Fuck This shit,” and they are the moments where you realize that you are fed up, and you can’t even bear a single extra second of bullshit.
I want to know what is the “FTS” moment of the escort girl I’m about to interview today, the beautiful Izara, a 22-year-old girl with beautiful blonde hair, and an adorable face. Did Izara have an “FTS”? I want to find out.
The meeting between the beautiful Izara and me takes place at the “The Bulldog” coffeeshop. I arrive early and sit at the table, drinking a coke. Izara comes after me and wears a black sweater, white jeans, and sports shoes. Today she has no bookings and wears a casual outfit.
Izara did me the courtesy of agreeing to talk to me in her day off, I have to be quick and ask my best questions immediately.
The interview can begin.
“Hi Izara, thank you for being here with me. I really appreciate the fact that you wanted to dedicate part of your free day to me.”
“Thanks to you for contacting me, I’m glad someone wants to hear my story.”
“Well, start by talking about yourself.”
“I am Izara, and I am 22 years old. I have been a professional escort for 2 years, and I have always worked for the agency. I really like my job, and the agency has always paid me very well. I offer several extra services to my clients, and I always try to find a solution to fulfill their requests, as far as possible. ”
“You are very young and already have two years of experience as a professional escort. This means that you started this job very soon. For what reason?”
“It might seem strange to you, but until I was 19, I wasn’t interested in becoming an escort, and I didn’t have a lot of experience in sex. I was a normal girl, maybe even quite boring, who lived an anonymous life. One evening, on my return from a disco night with my boyfriend and my friends, everything changed. ”
“The evening had been horrible. The venue was too full, it was impossible to dance, the music was awful, and I had a fight with my boyfriend for stupid reasons. He was always incredibly jealous, and I was getting tired of that situation. Our relationship was now at an end, but neither wanted to be the one who would break the relationship. The result was constant quarrels, like that night at the disco. The evening was ruined, and my friends tried to calm us down, but it was all useless. ”
“My boyfriend was very nervous, and the more time passed, the more he kept getting angry. We were driving back, and we started fighting again, and my boyfriend lost control of the car, which crashed into a tree. The last thing I remember was looking at the tree and somehow trying to open the door to get out, then the dark.
Rescuers told us that we were very fortunate, indeed. None of us had gotten very hurt, just a lot of fright. I had a blow to the ribs, and for a week, breathing was not easy, but it could have been much worse. My boyfriend’s car was completely destroyed. That was the moment when my life changed. The first feeling I had was fear. I knew I was really very lucky not to be dead, and this thought frightened me. Fear then became anger. I was furious, mainly with my boyfriend, who had caused the accident and who could kill us all. Then I was angry with myself for allowing that person to put me in that dangerous situation and for having conditioned my evening and my life. Because of my boyfriend, I had spent a terrible evening, I had been humiliated in front of my friends, and I had risked my life. I couldn’t stand it, and that accident was the shock I needed to open my eyes and understand that life is short and that everything can end in a second. I had to live to make the most of all the time I had, I couldn’t stand the idea of wasting more time because of people who didn’t deserve my attention. I broke with my boyfriend, and I thought about what to do with my life. I was chasing pleasure, and then I had to do something that always guaranteed me enjoyment. Suddenly I thought about the escort job and decided to give it a try. ”
“You had what I call” FTS “moment.”
“The moment you say Fuck This Bullshit, and that gives you the energy to radically change your life. The car accident was your FTS moment.”
“Well, yes, it’s true. Anyway, I started contacting agencies and asking for information. Amsterdam Hot Escort was the agency that gave me the clearest and most transparent answers, and that was more professional with me. I decided to try to become an escort with them, and I was successful. ”
“Are you happy to have made this choice?”
“Yes, absolutely. I am in control of my life, and I can finally live to the fullest every single day.”
“What plans do you have for your future?”
“I have no long-term plans, my life philosophy is based on living intensely every single moment as if it were the last. I can’t see myself in two, five, or ten years. I will continue to work as an escort until it is fun, and then I don’t know, I’ll probably do more. I have enough money to live on vacation for a long time, and at the moment I have no other priorities. I live my life one day at a time, and that’s enough. ”
“I understand. Thank you so much for your time.”
“Thanks to you for wanting to hear my story.”
The interview is over.