Peeing in the Pool

For some reason, it seems that a lot of people imagine there is some sort of wall between the world of escorts and the world of streetwalkers. Clearly, the escorts think that way; they imagine themselves to be better than the SWs. They will say out loud that they would never stoop to that level of depravity. And — the biggest self-delusion of them all — they seem to think that they enjoy a greater level of insulation from the dangers of STD infection.

Nothing could be farther from the truth. The reason is obvious: it’s the clients.

Let’s use the the two ‘*reviewboard.org’ sites (swreviewboard.org and clreviewboard.org) as a convenient, and highly illustrative, example. If you look through enough of the posts on these two sister sites, you will begin to notice something: incest. Particularly in the early days, before a lot of the members became savvy to the realization that a lot of ‘escorts’ and ‘courtesans’ don’t care to see streetwalker aficionados, there was rampant crossover. Indeed, you will even find some of the supposedly extra-high class TRB guys posting there if you delve back into the first half of 2005.

And so, when we do just a little research, we find that a large percentage of senior members on the ‘escort board’ used to be (and in many cases, still are) very frequent visitors to the strolls and tracks, where they delight in finding runaways and I.V. drug users for around $40 a pop. These very same guys then step back ‘up’ to the escort world, where the $250 girls are living the hallucination that they are seeing a better class of client.

Whoever said that we all swim in the same pool had no idea how right they are. Don’t believe me? Pick a random sample of, oh, say 10 or 12 longtime TNA seniors and plug their handles into SWRB search. I’ll bet something like 25% of them — maybe more — are seniors on both boards.

I have to wonder how the ‘inside’ providers feel about this. Especially the ones providing uncovered services of various sorts.

Just a little something for you girls to think about next time you let some guy splooge in your mouth. Ask yourself… do you know where that penis has been? Is this upscale ‘client’ really just a street monger who came to see you because there weren’t any methers walking the track down at 125th and Aurora? Chances are much better than you think that this is precisely the case.

Time For a Reminder

Geezus Christ, some of you nit-wits out there are pretty fucking gullible. Let’s go over this again, shall we? Short version: you are being sold a bill of goods. Update: since the changeover, reliability has not improved… it has gone downhill.

If you truly feel the need to pay for a valuable service that is gladly offered for free, perhaps you should try this instead.

Every dollar that goes into Tek’s pocket (over and above the $25/month that TNA actually costs, that is) is nothing more than a reward for operating the extortion and free pussy vending machine that is already paying off rather nicely for him and his buddies.

When it comes right down to it, Tek should be paying you.