To My Dearest Self:
I really don't know where the idea came from, but now that it's here, I can't seem to get it out of my head. Shouldn't the idea of working as a call girl shock and disgust me? I'm a small town girl. I'm 24. I'm not naive, or tricked into thinking that the lifestyle will be glamorous. I was raised well, with morals and loving parents. I don't have a drug habit, I was never sexually abused, and I'm not desperate for money. I should be a nurse, or a legal secretary or something equally mundane.
Why does this idea thrill me so? I can never get enough sex and find it amazing that my profession also helps others fulfill their deepest desires/fetish/fantasies.
I have an idea that I'm on my way to a fascinating, secretive, seductive life.