How I Went From Military To Sex Worker

Why Not Join The Military?

     My story starts at the age of 17 when I enlisted in the U.S. Army.  Leaving the nest was nerve wracking for me.  I constantly thought about the 'hows'.  How was I going to support myself?  How will I get a job with good income?  How do I start college?  Can I even afford college? Fear was guiding my future.  I come from a background of many family struggles.  I knew what I needed wasn't going to be given to me and that I had to work for it.  At that time, I was convinced the military was the best choice for me.  My older brother had served his four years and always glorified his lifestyle. Fast cars, lots of money, and always getting away with everything he ever did wrong. So I went for it. 

  

Crashing And Burning

     Fast forward 2 years.  I've completed training and I'm stationed in my home state just a few hours away from my home town.  My life is nothing like how they promised me.  My marriage was nothing but a high school fantasy and costing extra money every month. Being sheltered by the military was my current reality.  I guess I felt more confident about my future because of the resources and benefits that I had earned, but I felt like my freedom to express myself was stolen.  The rules I was made to follow held me back, and that's when I started rebelling. I developed some medical issues which gave me the excuse to stop showing up, being active, and not carrying out my duties. By the end of it, I had collected around 37 FTR's ( Failure to Report).

     My commander started my discharge process and that's when it hit me.What the hell was I going to do as a civilian?  The income I had been receiving was about to be cut off!  I was about to be kicked to the curb and left out to dry.  My future was concerning me and I acted quickly to figure it out.  Around this time all of my leaders and peers had given up hope and basically let me do whatever I pleased.  My thought process on what I could do outside of the military went to a dirty and darker place (so I thought).  Sex work.  Now I've never been the most confident girl but I knew my hips and baby blue eyes could seduce a man with great ease. I call this a superpower, every woman is equipped but most don't know how to utilize it. 

The Next Best Thing: Stripping!

      

     I went a few hours north and settled in Atlanta, better known as HotLanta. I fell in love with the city and thought it was the most amazing place. The best strip clubs in Atlanta were in all of the hottest rap songs I have loved and listened to for years. I knew I could find and utilize my divine feminine energy here... and so I did.  My intro into sex work started with a website.  I didn't have much knowledge of anything in the adult industry so most of the decisions I made were very naive.  But hey, all you can do is learn from your mistakes.  I ended up flying around the east coast with my first professional pornography company.  I enjoyed it until I realized how harsh the industry really was, and at this time my mental health was in a decline due to my low self esteem.

     

    Negative thoughts were always in the forefront of my mind: I'm not skinny enough, I don't have the 'Hollywood' features, I won't make the cut...  This was apparently all in my head because everyone in the industry wanted me to sign or film with them.  I just couldn't see past my clouded mind.  My situation got controlling and our agreement went sour.  I ran from a situation that I didn't understand and into the arms of another situation, except this one was even more dangerous, but I was too naive and stubborn to listen when I was warned. Then I flew to central Florida chasing a dream and luxurious promises.  Long story short, it was abusive.  Luckily, I found my way out. 

 

Atlanta, Home Sweet Home

     I came back home to Atlanta with my head down and tail tucked between my legs.  I thought I failed at the easiest thing, how could I fail at selling myself?  Isn't that the easiest product?  Especially for a female...  I just had to find my niche and I eventually did.  All together I tried professional porn, amateur porn, companionship (escorting), webcam modeling, modeling and even some fetish work.  After a while I was referred to a mobile stripping company by a close friend and that's when I really discovered myself.  Friendships, confidence, traveling, and a steady stream of income.  I fell completely in love with dancing.  It has made my confidence sky rocket.  Finally I was blossoming into the woman that I always wanted to be, or at least the woman I always was but could never see.

     I learned how to use all of my resources, take care of myself, and prepare my future.  I thank sex work for really opening up my eyes to the world and helping me mature even further in my adult career.  I've learned so much and now have a wide range of various incomes.  Sex work is not my end goal in life but has led me on my path and will help me achieve it eventually.  The adult industry can really mess up your mental image of yourself and your self worth.  If you want to live this life you have to be strong and trust in yourself and find the right people to trust and work with.  I wish you the best of luck.

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XOXO, Vivian Taylor

        

My first experience being a Female Atlanta Stripper

This is how I went from being a sweet innocent girl, to being an Atlanta female stripper.

I had enough of working as a hooters girl in Atlanta because it was not enough money coming in to pay the bills. I said “ I need to look for stripping jobs in Atlanta”. The guy that I was talking to who happen to know a friend who owned his own stripping company. Jokingly, I  said, “I should be an Atlanta female stripper, I’m tired of not making enough money.” The guy said he could hook me up with the stripping company. I thought he was kidding until we showed up to their house, and I met the owner of MC Entertainment. He was telling me all about what to do, how to do it, and everything that’s involved in the industry. I completely wanted to do it. It sounded absolutely amazing.  To think I could be seriously stripping in Atlanta and it being a source for me to pay my bills. But, what I didn’t know is there was an audition. You have to audition before you could even do the shadow party. When I heard the audition part, I was instantly scared because in my head I’m thinking this is the guy I’m talking to, and I have to strip butt naked. It made me extremely nervous.
As weeks go by, I get a call about potentially getting to work a party. I totally said yes! i believe I said “ I get to be an exotic dancer finally”. I knew I wouldn’t be so nervous about having to dance on strangers. On October twenty-fourth, I get a text from the owner saying I have my shadow party tonight, it’s for a bachelor and his boys. My heart would not stop pounding out my chest,I was so excited!!! Ten o’clock came a lot quicker than usual that day for me, but I was completely dressed and ready to go for my first party. I was nervous OF COURSE!!!!!
As we pull into the drive way to the bachelor’s house, my heart drops, here comes all the nervous.  The boys knew that they were about to have some Atlanta adult fun.It was me and another dancer was with me. They told me just follow the rules, games and just dance and have fun. After fifteen minutes of getting ready, the party starts.The other dancer  Jasmine let all the guys know that this was my first party and that my name is Angel. I saw what the two other girls were doing and I followed along. I did absolutely amazing!!!! After the party was over, i met with the owner and I looked at the owner and said, “I don’t even know what I was nervous for”. I absolutely loved it and I still do it to this day.
I definitely recommend anyone that thinks about being an Atlanta stripper to just do it. Your gonna be nervous, everyone is but just get in and have fun. Once you start seeing the money hit the floor, all the nerves go away I promise. Just think your not in a strip club working in Atlanta for just a dollar at a time.