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This story is part of a series called Craigslist Confessional. Each story is written as it was told to her. By sharing them, she hopes to facilitate acceptance and understanding of issues that are seldom publicly discussed, at the risk of fear, stigma, and ostracism. Read more here. I look like a normal girl. I have a normal face, and normal eyes. I speak like a normal person. I became an escort, and everything stopped being normal.
I felt really alone in college and I started reaching out to people, mostly people on online dating sites and meet up groups. Mandy was a prostitute. She was tall and pretty with really intense green eyes. She had her clothes tailor-made and she was hypersexual.
I was drawn to her voice and to the fact that no matter where she was, she never seemed alone. She was always surrounded by people who hung on her every word. She glamorized her life. When she first took me to her apartment, she had a pile of money on her bed. Of course, I was also on painkillers and drinking pretty heavily. I used my student loans to buy the drugs, and I was totally broke. She just took advantage of what was in front of her.
She helped me set up my ads on Backpage and Eros. When I first started out, I forgot to ask for the money up front once and the guy left without paying me.
At first, I got to keep everything I made. I always wondered when that switch happened. About a month or two into us working together, Mandy started coming up with reasons why she needed help with money. First, she needed to see the dentist.