Mexican Escorts: Beyond Sex & Pleasure Part 1

Alex Castillo April 11, 2009

After having fulfilled my curiosity and having had my first informal interview (click here for the previous article on Mexican escorts) with an escort, I was not as pleased and wanted more information without having to spend and invest so much money.

When I first contacted Monica, the escort from the previous interview, I had called her using the phone number listed on the website. Another form of having been able to contact her was via the email address she had listed on that same website. With this much information I sought out to begin collecting as many email addresses from the escorts within my region and add them to a messenger program where I could chat with them online. What I had in mind by doing all this was to find a way to socialize with the escorts without having to pay them for their services. Also, I wanted to develop some kind of acquaintanceship, not friendship, get to know something about them, personally, and work my way into being able to invite them to having dinner, or a drink, or something that would not seem so suggestive as to hiring them for their services.

Website after website and email after email, my list of escorts to begin my next field study, if we can call it that, grew faster than snow in a blizzard in the south pole. It was long before the first people I could communicate with via the chat program began to log on. The challenge was how to begin a social connection and deviate from making any connection with their occupation, leaving out any offer to hire them.

Chatting It Up, LOL

There were many escorts who responded to my initial greetings and quest for a quick chat-up. Many responded with provocative greetings of their own, to assure me, and perhaps others who were chatting it up with them, that they had no other intentions but to find new clientele for themselves. I swerved away from beginning any sexual chat and began to ask more typical questions such as: where are you from? how do you like where you live? what did you do this past weekend? etc. This routine would last awhile until I finally found someone who was breaching -I think this is an appropriate term for her actions- the norm and began chatting with me as if we were two people who wanted to know more about each other, and this was very true of the situation.

Her name is Abril. She's from Mexico City. She claims to be 34, although on the website where her information is listed and her photos are shown it states that she is 29 years of age. My goal was not to find out personal information on her but to see what it really is like outside, or away from the struggle of this work, of being an escort. After the usual, typical questions she asked me where I had found her email address. After responding to her with complete honesty she was quick to begin a sexual chat and try to entice me with her service. And as I had done before with the other escorts, I kept to the friendly encounter not giving into her sexual prowess.

It seemed as if she was annoyed that I would not be asking for her services because it would take her quite some time to respond to some of the questions I would ask her about herself, in order to let her know I was not interested in anything but chatting. After a few good minutes we began to have a normal chat. I did bombard her with personal questions not really caring whether or not she would answer them truthfully. My objective to was make her see that I wanted to have her acquaintance without being so obvious. She was smart to ask why I would not want her services and waste time by chatting with her. This is where I fibbed in order to get where I wanted. My story was this: You had serviced a cousin of mine and he was so impressed by your personality, saying you were very sociable. You two had a great conversation, according to him, and this was a huge turn on for him. He also said that other than the sex, he definitely enjoyed your company and that you were very gracious with your time, not rushing and being very professional.

It would seem very doubtful but that first chat we had, Abril and I, lasted a good hour or so. Our next chat encounter would not be until about a week later.

We would begin to chat more and more comfortably, although I did try not to be so personal in asking her any personal questions. The conversations we had were more about different topics: music, politics, literature, weekend hobbies, etc. From time to time she would share some "personal" –I quote the word because she made it seem as if she was really sharing something intimate, only I would not be able to verify that– memories and would talk about herself. As our encounters progressed, she declared to me that she was a mother of 2 girls, one 15 and the other 9.

We did not keep our encounters strictly to chatting, or at least I was the first to make another attempt at communicating with her via other forms. I emailed her as well, writing about life in New York, sending her images of places I would visit during the week and on the weekends. I would email her links to websites that might interest her and so forth.

It wasn't until a month and a half after our first chat that I gave her a call, we had both agreed that it would be nice to hear each other and just talk for a while. Our phone conversations were short but were also very informal and it was as if two people who knew each other really well were simply talking on the phone. After a few phone conversations I had mentioned to her that I was going to be flying to Mexico for a few days and that it would be nice to be able to meet her and invite her out to eat, also mentioning that if she wanted her children to be present it was more than a pleasure to be able to meet them all.

Normally, in these kind of situations, it would only seem normal to feel nervous and hesitant on her part. I was a bit nervous myself because I did not really know her and I have always known that Mexico City is not the most safest of cities in the world. It was also a little straight forward and direct on my part to ask to meet her in person when I was not really looking to hire her as an escort.

After much reluctance and doubt, and after trying to find ways of convincing her that I would not be some psychopath, she agreed to meet, without her children. Progress had been made and I had my foot in the door.

Curiosity Fulfilled... Not Entirely.

A friend of mine who has known about this curiosity of mine to know more about escorts had asked me if I was really willing to put myself in danger just to talk to an escort, who, for all I knew, could have a pimp looking out for her and be there at our meeting. I simply responded to him by telling him that it was nothing more than being hard-headed and getting what I wanted however I could, and all I wanted was to befriend Abril and see what an escort is like when she is not having to be somewhere satisfying someone's unmet needs.

To Be Continued...

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