Kicking off at about 8 am this morning at my brothel, I asked another worker what she offers as “extras” (These are things we get paid for in addition to our hourly rate. Unlike our wage, we keep 100% of extras money) Her list was pretty similar to mine except this one: $50 to let the clients touch her boobs. “What?” My face fell open. “That’s not included in your service?”. I have a range of extras as well, the most popular being kissing. –but it had never occurred to me to charge extra for boob-access.
“Hell no. Also if he wants to see me come, he can pay $100 to go down on me. It’s the only way I orgasm.”
“And you use a dam?”
“Of course. It’s the law here”
“Huh…I charge $50 but you can get $100?”
“Absolutely. I used to give it away free but then I realized that if they want to see me genuinely orgasm, they can pay for it. And they do.” Looking resolute, she went back to brushing her hair in the vanity mirror.
Wow. Well that explains why so many of my Brisbane clients have asked if they’re allowed to touch my breasts. I’ve never been in a workplace with this much negotiating power. I got changed into my street clothes chuckling to myself that I should start charging them to smile: $50 for a polite one, $100 for the killer one they saw when I first hustled them in the client lounge.