Have you ever had a WG cry in front of you?

[rioblack90]

A friend of mine in the Civvie world told me the other day in the pub that he managed to get a girl back to his place after a night out.
Thinking he was a lucky bugger and (to his words) they weren’t that drunk they stripped their clothes off to do the deed.
After 10 minutes of doggy he heard her sniffling and sounds coming from this girl, but they weren’t the sex kind. More like: “no no why are you gone”, he noticed tears coming down her face when he turned her around.

He immediately stopped and asked if she was ok, turns out her dad had died the month before from suicide and she was clearly in the grieving process. My mate, tho a demon with the ladies is a gent and made sure she was ok but trying to alleviate the situation by making her a brew, giving her a blanket as some comfort.
He told me he got through to one of her housemates and they assured him they would be up when her uber arrived so she wasn’t alone.

Anyway it leads onto the reason I made this thread is if anyone has ever had a WG breakdown or start crying in the middle of a booking and what did you do?

[EmmaJ]

I had a new client cry during a booking once. It was a longer booking of 2 hours I believe. He's girlfriend had died about a year or so before and turns out he clearly wasn't ready for intimacy again. I tried to comfort him for a little while before we both agreed to terminate the booking. Safe to say I never saw him again.

[nightbot]

Yes, I used to have a regular a few years back. She was the first escort I saw and we became quite friendly, one day her mum got sick and she told me she was going away to look after her. The next time I saw her and we were chatting, I asked how her mum was, and she broke down crying because she had passed. I felt very sorry for her and consoled her, we're all only human and feel the same.

[Count Backwards]

A very long time ago I arranged an outcall to my hotel room. The girl arrived very late and was clearly a bit out of it. She had a shower and just as things were startng too get good she started crying. She switched between crying and acting a bit unhinged - angry, shouting.

It was all bollocks and was performed. I was really annoyed but what can you do? I cut it short, which is obviously what she wanted, and put it down to experience. I didn't get anything refunded. One of the reasons I don't do out calls or meet in hotels any more. You line and learn.

She knew if she made enough of a scene I would give in - which I did. 

[nombre]

most of them when they open the door and see me for the first time 

[MissWolf]

Both, like Emmaj I've had a client break down in tears due to bereavement,  all I could do was comfort and empathise and give him an outlet to talk, I made him a cuppa, got out the biscuits and just let him talk till he got from tears to laughter,  once the floodgates are open its very hard to put a stop on that.
I find that a good portion of this job is counselling, mostly in small ways and others like this gent in bigger ways, he broke down with me because he couldn't talk to anyone close to him in regards to some of the aspects of the relationship he missed, those were sexual as they had quite a kinky sex life and her passing was quite sudden. That booking ran way over time but sometimes time is not as important.

About 8 years ago I myself had a total breakdown with a regular and very trusted client,  I probably shouldn't have taken the booking, my stress levels were sky high due to issues with my daughters mental health. We got naked and began cuddling and he made the fatal error of asking if I was OK as I seemed a bit off, I opened my gob to reply and the dam broke and oh hell did it break, he was amazing,  he just held me tight and let me sob, he instinctively knew I didn't need a conversation just a rock and once I had exhausted that I talked to him about what was going on, again no attempt to 'solve' my issues just the odd question to let me get everything out.
After about 15 to 20 mins and once id calmed right down he looked at me and dry as you like says....we'll are you gonna shag me or what.... absolutely fell about laughing the both of us and had a super hot session.

He remained a client for 3 or 4 years more then became a friend by mutual agreement,  we still chat on text a few times a week, he runs punting plans by me and calls in for a cuppa most weeks if he can or I drop into his workshop if im passing.

[ik8133]

Just curious, what's a punting plan?

[MissWolf]

Just curious, what's a punting plan?

Maybe plan was the wrong word, he somtimes tells me what he's up to, It will be simple comments like I'm travelling through Cardiff next week so hoping to get the chance of a punt 

This hobby is not one most guys can share with others, obviously due to the origins of our friendship thats different in this case 

[Fush]

Both, like Emmaj I've had a client break down in tears due to bereavement,  all I could do was comfort and empathise and give him an outlet to talk, I made him a cuppa, got out the biscuits and just let him talk till he got from tears to laughter,  once the floodgates are open its very hard to put a stop on that.
I find that a good portion of this job is counselling, mostly in small ways and others like this gent in bigger ways, he broke down with me because he couldn't talk to anyone close to him in regards to some of the aspects of the relationship he missed, those were sexual as they had quite a kinky sex life and her passing was quite sudden. That booking ran way over time but sometimes time is not as important.

About 8 years ago I myself had a total breakdown with a regular and very trusted client,  I probably shouldn't have taken the booking, my stress levels were sky high due to issues with my daughters mental health. We got naked and began cuddling and he made the fatal error of asking if I was OK as I seemed a bit off, I opened my gob to reply and the dam broke and oh hell did it break, he was amazing,  he just held me tight and let me sob, he instinctively knew I didn't need a conversation just a rock and once I had exhausted that I talked to him about what was going on, again no attempt to 'solve' my issues just the odd question to let me get everything out.
After about 15 to 20 mins and once id calmed right down he looked at me and dry as you like says....we'll are you gonna shag me or what.... absolutely fell about laughing the both of us and had a super hot session.

He remained a client for 3 or 4 years more then became a friend by mutual agreement,  we still chat on text a few times a week, he runs punting plans by me and calls in for a cuppa most weeks if he can or I drop into his workshop if im passing.

Awww great story!

[Stevelondon]

With laughter……. Yes. 

Loved Miss Wolfs tale. I’ve formed friendships with a couple of SP’s and have been a support to them when needed.

No not financial before it gets asked.

[Doc Holliday]

With laughter……. Yes.

Or tears of joy when you leave?

On a serious note I have experienced this a few times, but the only one I will mention here relates to an SP who at the time was in the midst of 'burn out'.

She was open and honest and despite being very experienced she had simply endured a bad few days in a number of ways including covering for unreliable staff. Her tolerance of being treated like 'a piece of meat' was exhausted.

It shocked me at the time as it was unexpected ... she seemed very resilient. It was highly useful insight for me at the time. She recovered.

[Massage Bloke]

I've seen at leat three WG's cry in front of me, all at the same time.

Back in the 90s, once in a blue moon, the police would make a tour of the Soho walk-ups, in the late morning, just as they were opening. Old Bill would enter a walk-up, turf out any early punters, send the maid home, and take the girl outside where she would be marched onto another walk-up where Old Bill would do the same. After a while there wouild be, what amounted to a parade of WGs, being escorted by a number of police officers.

The local TV news were invited and members of the public were NOT discouraged from yelling and jeering at the girs.  Most of the WGs were as hard as nails, or a least put on a tough front. But I saw two or three very upset and crying. The parade would get to Charring Cross Police Station, where the WGs details would be taken, and they would be allowed to go.

The police would also do the same  to sex shops selling VHS porn tapes.  A couple of offices would enter, and trap any customers inside and demand their details, and then be allowed to leave.  I was caught up in one raid, and was shitting myself for weeks, that Old Bill would turn up at my family home.  But it was all just a show of action by the police. I've no doubt they threw the information away, as soon as got back to Charring Cross Nick!

[Massage Bloke]

Further to my last post.  Out a of a fit of nostalgia I thought I'd do a search and see if I could find any info on the 90s raids.  What I found is that the Police were doing something similar as recently as 2014. 

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[rioblack90]

I had a new client cry during a booking once. It was a longer booking of 2 hours I believe. He's girlfriend had died about a year or so before and turns out he clearly wasn't ready for intimacy again. I tried to comfort him for a little while before we both agreed to terminate the booking. Safe to say I never saw him again.

Interesting, poor guy. Did you refund him the remaining booking?

[daviemac]

Further to my last post.  Out a of a fit of nostalgia I thought I'd do a search and see if I could find any info on the 90s raids.  What I found is that the Police were doing something similar as recently as 2014. 

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I notice she was Romanian, in Newcastle they take a very dim view of Romanian brothels and carry out regular raids, with very good reason I might add, it combats trafficking and sexual exploitation.

From earlier this year. Have to say though up here they treat the escorts as victims and support them then go after the organisers and traffickers.

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[rioblack90]

Thanks for the stories especially from the SP’s that have commented, didn’t even think what it must be like the other way round. Must be exhausting to take on that sort of energy especially if you’re not expecting it and seeing multiple people a day. I struggled when I had a job that involved interacting with the general public so hats off to you 

[Chazz]

As Miss Wolf's story shows, the words, "Are you OK?" can sometimes have an unexpectedly devastating effect. I remember asking this innocent question of a regular who promptly broke down in floods of tears. She'd recently been bereaved and I think that the shock had only just caught up with her. I remember feeling very honoured that she felt comfortable enough with me to share the pain she was going through. It was a curiously intimate, yet non-sexual experience. I remember afterwards that she was embarrassed that she'd ruined her makeup. I managed to make her laugh by asking if I could have an Alice Cooper role play. I saw her regularly for years afterwards, it always seemed more like FWB rather than client/SP relationship though we always kept it professional.

[Thephoenix]

I remember an occasion about 25 years ago.

I was a regular at a premises and got quite friendly with the old dear who managed the place.

I arrived for a booking of 30 minutes and on arrival she told me there was a young girl in her early twenties and it was her first day.

I went into the room and was followed in by a young lady who was probably young enough to be my granddaughter.
She was gorgeous but appeared very nervous.

She sat next to me but made no attempt to engage sexually, rather she seemed to just want to talk and confided that she was a single mum and had split with her partner.
She said she needed the money and decided to try as a SW in this brothel.
She'd tried escort work with an agency but had a bad experience in a hotel with her first client, so thought she'd be safer working with the madam on the premises.

Time went by with no sign of sexual engagement as I listened to her story, and she started to cry.
Any thoughts of carrying on with the punt had gone.
30 minutes had well passed so I was waiting for the knock on the door.

I also felt quite ill at ease with the age difference as I prefer more mature ladies.

She calmed down and I said I'd be happy to pay for her time and we'd leave the room and give her a chance to think whether she wanted to continue with her bookings that day.
However she recovered her composure and started to insist that she wanted to go ahead with the session.

There was still no knock on the door so I guessed the old dear may have assumed what was happening.
She'd known me for a while so I concluded she'd allowed extra time.

What followed was one of the best punts I'd had.
Whether the young lady wanted to thank me for being so kind, or wanted to prove to herself that she could feel ok with sex work I don't know, but we both managed to finish the session exhausted about an hour later.

I emerged from the room rather sheepishly expecting to be bollocked by the old girl, but she just gave me a knowing look and asked if I'd enjoyed the session.
I shelled out the remains of my wallet which would cover the extra time and departed feeling complimented that the old dear had trusted me to proceed with the  punt as I saw fit.

I don't know what happened to the young lady.
She wasn't there the next week.
Maybe I'd frightened her off punting forever, or maybe she went on to be a legendary WG.
Perhaps she's even a member on here and still fondly remembers her first paid for sex sessions with Thephoenix.

[Stevelondon]

“ I've no doubt they threw the information away, as soon as got back to Charring Cross Nick’

No we always kept it.


Bollocks…… forget I said that 

[GreyDave]

  A bit diffrent not a WG but the maid .... I used to go to a parlour flat back of High st and there was a lovley busty milddle aged maid who a few time had watched me do several of the girls in the flat and wanked me to a fnish a few times we often chatted if I was early or the WG was busy with a guy before me ...I turned up early and she was in a terrible state tears sobbing and the WG a Russian was like WTF as her English was limited....turned out her partner a guy called Pat had died that late night/morning she had come in to open flat and did not know what else to do she reckonised me and just hugged me and told me loads of stuff about herself and life and kept asking why he was 56 its a thing I remember like a lot of the other posts here its the death of a loved one that makes us crumble and despair....Ive sadly been around when workmates have learnt this sort of news ...God its just something we will all have to deal with but we just cant prepare for....At a wedding a few years back the father of the bride handed the son in law his old gold watch nothing flash as he past it over he said " Its just an old watch of no value but it will mark the hours of your most vauble thing together time ",,,,    Oh shit Im tearing up typing this remembering as he died a few years later at 58...

Well nobody gets out of here alive ....

[pythondan]

About ten years ago I was visiting a girl who worked from her house. I had seen her a couple of times before and she really seemed to enjoy my oral efforts and seemed to cum from them and then was very horny for the rest of the session. On this occasion we were about fifteen minutes into the meeting and my tongue work seemed to be getting her to the close to orgasm when there was a knock on the front door. Initially we ignored it but it continued so the girl put on her dressing gown and went downstairs to answer.
A couple of minutes later I heard her coming back upstairs and was rubbing my cock in anticipation of some oral on me when I heard her sobbing. She came into the room carrying a cardboard box containing her deceased pet cat which one of her neighbours had seen run over by a passing car. The neighbour had put it in the box and came round to tell her and return the body.
Needless to say this was an instant passion killer so I got dressed and held her until she became calmer at which point she got dressed and we went downstairs. I was expecting to leave but she asked if I could stay for a while so we had a cup of tea and I made comforting noises whilst she alternated between talking and a few tears.
After a while she seemed to feel a little better but there was no hint that she was willing to resume the session so I made my excuses and left mentally writing off the fee.

A couple of days later I got a message from her apologising for not offering me my money back and offering a replacement session which I accepted and enjoyed greatly.

[RogerHealey]

One occasion I remember in the late noughties, I was in a parlour with an English girl in her mid to late 20s. Don't think she'd been there long and had never done that sort of work before. Apparently she'd had a serious fall out with her Dad who she lived with and was having regrets. They'd always had a good relationship and I think she'd made a rash and rebellious mistake. She was a lovely girl (as are most). Suggested this really wasn't for her and to go and make up with her Dad. Never saw her again.

Had occasions with a couple of Thai and Chinese girls, all of which I'd known for some time, get upset. Hope it wasn't me! Business fall outs, problems with children and bereavement amongst them. So curtailed the bookings and just talked and tried to comfort. Some I still see, all I stay in touch/friends with. We are all human after all.

[Dogfather]

A couple of years ago I had an exceptionally shit punt with a Romanian lass. Fit as fuck but an awful S.P.
As I was getting ready to leave she rang someone then started bursting into tears uncontrollably.
I just wanted to leave and it was a barrier to me getting out the door.

I really couldn't have given less of a toss.

[da26]

Just before I joined this place I got tears of joy! Unfortunatley it was nothing to do with me arriving on time or removing my towl post shower... the SP had just found out her best friend had given birth.

[Stevelondon]

A couple of years ago I had an exceptionally shit punt with a Romanian lass. Fit as fuck but an awful S.P.
As I was getting ready to leave she rang someone then started bursting into tears uncontrollably.
I just wanted to leave and it was a barrier to me getting out the door.

I really couldn't have given less of a toss.

I’ve heard of “I couldn’t give a toss”

But not this.
Actually. I suppose you could replace less with more and it still wouldn’t make sense to me 

Ah you are a hard man dogfather

[LLPunting]

Remember Sam from The SohoCottage?  We were cuddling in bed during the preamble and she started sniffling and tearing as she talked about her mam being a bit poorly.  Let her sob and soothed her for a good while, God I was fluffy for her.  Pro that she was she gathered her wits and rendered a very personal and passionate service, crying as we kissed and whispering fond feelings as we fucked.  She got ol'  Barb to gives us some extra time to finish.

There've been a few others either having a hard time with the work, feeling homesick or getting bad news from home.  I've yet to make one weep with joy in post coital rapture but one reg has taken to wetting us both when she cums, not a kink I've expressed or requested but hey ho.  I do worry about management demanding reparations for what must be a growing wet patch in the ceiling below. 

[Dogfather]

I’ve heard of “I couldn’t give a toss”

But not this.
Actually. I suppose you could replace less with more and it still wouldn’t make sense to me 

Ah you are a hard man dogfather

I can understand tears of disappointment when I walk in as a customer. That would be natural. 

But I couldn't give a fuck. (Strangely that was her speciality. Not giving a fuck to anyone who gave her cash for one).

[DoggyD]

Many years ago I was seeing a girl but it all started to become chaotic & she became very unreliable. We were due to meet for a car meet as she had moved back in with her mum & when she got in the car she just started bawling. Let her vent as much as she needed, gave her the money & sent her on her way. I lent her money a few times after this when she needed it but got stiffed on meets to pay it back as agreed so knocked that on the head. Later found out she had mental health, family & then some addiction issues. Has turned things round from what I can see & bump into her in her town from time to time in the shops & glad she has sorted out long standing family issues & the addiction issues as well. She was dirty in all the senses of the word back then which was part of the fun.

[mrwhite]

There was a Polish lass I saw once. 

Her AW profile advertised that she offered A-levels amongst her services.  I made a booking and confirmed in the AW email that I wanted to include anal as part of the booking.  That was all confirmed as not a problem.

Got to the booking, and after going through a few things I mentioned I was ready to try some anal with her.

The look of horror on her face would have been priceless in different circumstances.  She burst into tears and said she didn't do that and that she didn't write the profile or reply to the messages.  I was beginning to be concerned about trafficking but when I asked she said that she came to the UK knowing full well that she was planning to work as an escort, but that an agency ran the profiles, because although she spoke English she didn't really read or write it very well (in the days before Google translate)

I did contact one of the Glasgow SW charities with my concerns and passed on her details for them to do some welfare checks and proceed further with the police if needed.  Her AW profile vanished not long afterward.

[Thepegmeister]

Twice. Both must be at least 15 years ago.

Agency had a new girl, she was quite young and I always preferred older ladies, but I was out and about in the area and it was during a period where I was punting quite a lot/less picky.

Turn up and she’s very quiet. Not getting a lot out of her and she seems reluctant to engage. She then just suddenly bursts into tears, telling me the punter before was massively aggressive, had started knocking her about, and it had scared the shit out of her. She had’t told the Agency, so with her permission I rang them and explained what had happened. They were going to send someone round to check on her, so I left. She never appeared on the rota again.

Second one was again an Agency lass. I turned up and it was obvious she was pissed as a fart. She was really loud and quite vocal about all the dirty stuff she was going to do to me, but it didn’t feel right so I made my excuses to leave. She then burst into tears and told me she’d just been told that day she had cancer, which is why she’d got drunk. Heavy.

Again, I comforted her, rang the Agency to let them know, then left.

Seeing as I don’t do drama (and I was also quite young) I thought I handled both of those better than expected. 

[dubs]

Just once.  I had just finished a 2 hour booking with a girl at my hotel, she went to the loo for a pee and must have been checking her phone.  I heard a scream and she came out crying as some scumbag had put her real name and address in her AW feedback.  I managed to calm her down and work out how to hide the feedback.  I consoled her, got dressed and walked her back to her tube station.

[professorlove]

Probably around 7 years ago now, I had an SP cry on me half way through. I had become a regular and we got to know each other really well and would say had a rapport from the first booking.
Half way through one session, whilst taking a break we chatted as normal, but I could tell something was wrong.

As MissWolf says, it was the words, are you ok? It set the SP off and she just broke down. She was just having a really tough time trying to keep things afloat and feeling as if no one was around. She was still trying to keep it all in and not let our civvie lives get mixed into the booking, even though by that point our lines had blurred. 
I just hugged her in silence and then we laughed at the strange awkward situation before having hot sex again.

She retired a few years ago now and we stopped seeing each other as SP and client capacity a while ago. We've become really good friends since and chat most days and always make time to see each other a couple of times a month.

[Cupid Stuntz]

Had an SP turn on the waterworks when I declined her services and went to leave.
Gave a sob story but it was a B&S and definitely for the worse.
Did feel sorry for her and a smidgen guilty but big brain won over little brain.

[petermisc]

I have had it happen to me years back when a regular got dumped by her boyfriend.

I think that part of the problem, particularly in those days, was that girls who were working independently had nobody to lean on in times of stress.  With most of their clients, they just had to bottle it all up and pretend that everything was normal. If you were a regular that they trusted, they could confide in you, and as someone said earlier, once the dam broke it all came out in a flood of tears.  I found it impossible to carry on while she was in such a state, which unfortunately upset her even more as she then felt she was failing in her job.  I ended up spending the night with her, back at her home.

But the important thing I learnt from that was although at the time she needed a friend, once it was out of her system, she went back to thinking of me as just another client again.

[Strawberry]

I have had it happen to me years back when a regular got dumped by her boyfriend.

I think that part of the problem, particularly in those days, was that girls who were working independently had nobody to lean on in times of stress.  With most of their clients, they just had to bottle it all up and pretend that everything was normal. If you were a regular that they trusted, they could confide in you, and as someone said earlier, once the dam broke it all came out in a flood of tears.  I found it impossible to carry on while she was in such a state, which unfortunately upset her even more as she then felt she was failing in her job.  I ended up spending the night with her, back at her home.

But the important thing I learnt from that was although at the time she needed a friend, once it was out of her system, she went back to thinking of me as just another client again.

Many years ago whilst going through a relationship break up with someone fairly pivotal in my life, a punter/new client arrived is similar age, similar looks, almost the same dress style, so much even the lines around his eyes. I spent the appointment trying not to cry. I am fairly sure we had a second booking, then never heard from him again.

I also had a one off client who told me although he booked me because I resembled his former partner, the reality was too overwhelming, he decided to end the booking short of time after discovering a distinctive vase matching one she had in my then bathroom. He said it was all too painful. I had the vase quite a long time, but I think it got broken at some point. Recently saw another just like it in a charity shop window, if the shop had been open I might have bought it.

[Massage Bloke]

OFF TOPIC, but a few years ago  I was trying to get friendly with a certain barmaid. This was in East Sussex, but I born and bred in London.  One evening she asked me what London was like in the "Swinging Sixties" ....  I was lost for words, she clearly thought I was ancient! It rather upset me! I knew  then that I didn't stand a chance with her. 

I was a toddler in the late sixties, so I have but scant memory  of swinging London.

[petermisc]

OFF TOPIC, but a few years ago  I was trying to get friendly with a certain barmaid. This was in East Sussex, but I born and bred in London.  One evening she asked me what London was like in the "Swinging Sixties" ....  I was lost for words, she clearly thought I was ancient!

Or it was her way of letting you know that she didn't fancy you, rather coming out with something more blunt.

[PLeisure]

My first WG, and subject of my inaugural review here, became a regular. I recall one meet where she seemed a bit subdued, not her usual bubbly self. Naturally, I asked if she was OK; she shrugged it off and indicated that we should proceed. We did, but it was clear her mind was elsewhere and it wasn't a fun meet. Afterwards, she'd showered and checked her phone... the started sobbing. She began to open up, complaining that, "nothing I do is good enough for him. He's always criticising". Turns out her boyfriend was finding it difficult to accommodate her work. As others in this thread have observed, we are all human and want to care/ be empathetic where we can. I did my best to settle her, make stupid jokes, walked her to the tube station and bummed a cigarette off some strangers on the street because she wanted one. We continued to see each other for a while but six months later she stopped working. Occasionally, I wonder if she managed to resolve things with her partner...

[adiroy9k]

twice in my experience of 20 years - once, long time ago, saw a greek girl and we started off nicely but when we got down to business and I noticed a few bruises on her arms and I asked her and she told me it was a rough client who wouldnt listen. I was perhaps her 5th or 6th punt and she told me she had come to UK after a break up with her bf and stayng with her friend who was in this profession so suggested to make some money whilst getting over. Wouldnt say she cried but definitely got emotional and I was left to think what to do now so simply asked her if I should leave but she was nice enough and we proceeded with the act.

Recently, I saw a middle aged woman from middle east from seeking and she worked as a hair dresser. Again, this was her first time and when we were talking she opened up about her divorce and how her husband used to treat her so she left him and got emotional and tears came out. Took another whiskey and some comforting to bring her back into the moment.

[Colston36]

With laughter……. Yes. 

Loved Miss Wolfs tale. I’ve formed friendships with a couple of SP’s and have been a support to them when needed.

No not financial before it gets asked.

I am good friends with several I met as escorts. I have given business advice to a handful - I went into business with one, and am currently setting another up in business. A successful escort has to have good business sense and understanding of people,

[Charliehutton]

A successful escort has to have good business sense and understanding of people,

Bang on the money. Not only do they have to relate to dukes and dustmen, they've seldom time to distinguish which is which. It's a unique skill set, far beyond just the sex.

[cunningman]

It was a curiously intimate, yet non-sexual experience.

I don't think sex is anything like as intimate as a good cry, to be honest.  Its a question of vulnerability and safety.

[tazz]

Not had it, but have a sugar baby who has seen other guys. Told me on first meet that she had been with her family and cried. Also her previous ex hurt her bad so has had to have therapy.

[MLawro93]

Yeah, happened a few times. The only thing to do is stop, listen, and give them the room to let it out. We are all human after all, and sometimes a small thing can easily trigger us

[hamchang]

Early naughties in the midlands, I'd made a repeat booking for a girl that I was very much looking forward to. She was fairly new to the game, 19, and we'd agreed some role play. Got there and the role play started, but she was more passionate than the last time. I thought "damn this is awesome" just before the tears came flooding out. Her there in her school uniform outfit panties to the side, and I'm thinking "this is unexpected" until I saw they were real tears. Stopped everything, hug, drink etc, and eventually the story came out that the punter before me had been an aggressive piece of shit and really scared her. She was only tiny, and this fucker had brutalised her apparently. It was only because I was repeating that she felt she should continue with my booking. Stayed with her for quite a while at her request as she didn't want the law involved. Probably 2-3 hours later on the sofa, her hand made its way into my pants and we had a very good time after that which struck me as we weird. I didn't know if I should be paying her more as I'd only booked and paid for an hour, but crying aside, I was there nearly 5 hours. Had no money though and was fairly skint at the time so got us a kebab each, and after we ate, I left. She stopped working after that and I never saw her again. Nice girl, wrong job, she had decided between mouthfuls of garlic may laced doner.

[Bonker]

There is a dark side to this business. And a nasty subset of punters. An element of risk and fear of violence that women have to cope with.