I was a prostitute for all of six weeks in Los Angeles back in 2006. My ex husband was/is a POS, and he spent all of my money, ran up my credit cards, and left us broke with three kids under the age of 3 in the house. He encouraged me to do nude modeling, then some video's, finally prostitution. He wanted me to do porn, but I said no way. Honestly, I made mistakes too like staying with him (and getting knocked up three times). He took advantage of me at a bad time in my life (undiagnosed Bipolar and BPD), and I was up for doing almost anything. Anyhow, for six weeks I ran an ad on Craigslist. My current bf was one of my first "client's", and my most frequent. He was not the highest paying, (I raised my rates frequently, except for him), but he and I hit it off and fell in love. He encouraged me to have the strength to leave my husband, and prostitution. We ended up having a child together, and for four years things have been pretty great.
Anyhow, I saw maybe 130 guy's during my time working. Some guy's wanted just a massage, others wanted a massage with a happy ending. Some wanted and got full service. My clientele had varying idea's of what constituted cheating, and I did what they wanted and we were both comfortable with doing. I was 25 at the time, and my youngest client was 27, the oldest was 78. I started out charging 160, and ended up getting 375. Many clients tipped, sometimes I got 500. It was very interesting, from a social perspective. Many of my clients were successful entrepreneurs, some were hobbiest, some like my BF, had been in long term unfulfilling relationships and just wanted someone to talk to and listen to them.
I ALWAY's used protection, and did my best to screen clients. I did mostly incall, as outcall work was more risky in my mind. It was a very interesting time in my life, a part of me I won't forget, and something I'll never repeat.