Over the years I have come across many different types of men. A view has remained in my memory.
For example, there was a client I knew from my past. We practically grew up together in the same neighborhood of Amsterdam East. The first time I saw him walk into Club LV I was shocked. He immediately saw me and walked over. I just thought “no, no, no.” But I reacted very calmly and said “hi.”
I expected him to ask what I was doing there, but he hugged me and was very happy to see me. We had a chat and then he went to the room with one of my colleagues. Before she went upstairs, my colleague walked to the back to grab a bag. After 2 hours they came back down, he hugged me goodbye and left.
After a few weeks, he came back to the club. He immediately said hello to me again, followed by a hug and this time asked if I wanted to go to the room with him. At first, I doubted because I saw him differently than a ‘standard’ customer. But since I was working I agreed.
Before we went upstairs, he asked if I could get his bag from the back that was kept in the club for him.
“Uhhh ok, what’s in it?” I asked. “Lingerie!” he replied.
Once we were in the room, he immediately started to undress and I wanted to fill the bath. “That’s not necessary”, he said. “We’re just going to chat.” To be honest, I was kind of relieved.
When he had undressed, he took something out of the bag he had brought and started dressing again. This time with very sexy feminine lingerie that apparently was in the bag. I think I looked at him slightly surprised because he stopped putting on his lingerie and said: “Do you think this is weird?” To which I replied: “No dear. Not at all.” I saw relief in his eyes as he continued to dress.
Of course, I was surprised. This was the last thing I expected. I knew him as a tough boy from Amsterdam East. But you know, sex workers do not judge. This was his way of expressing himself. I poured some Champagne for us and we were chatting happily when he suddenly jumped up and presented himself as a model to me.
“Do you think I’m pretty”? he asked. “Yes you are,” I replied.
He visibly enjoyed this. Apparently, he just wanted to be complimented and this was his moment.
The same thing happened several more times in the 2 hours that he booked me. Without any form of sex. These two hours were not about sex but more about moments where he could be himself completely, without being judged.
After the 2 hours, he changed back into his regular clothes, gave me a generous tip and extra cash. “Would you like to buy some new lingerie for me?” he asked. “Yes of course”, I said. “And don’t forget to treat yourself”, he said. “Obviously”, I replied. Once we were downstairs he immediately left after a kiss and a hug.
The next day I went shopping and bought the most beautiful lingerie for him and of course for myself. After about a month he came back to the club and was very happy with the lingerie I bought for him. He proudly posed for me in his new lingerie.
“You look beautiful”, I said. He was happy and smiled from ear to ear.