Mbhazima, if you have your regulars who provide 1st class service then what's this whining about???
I mean really?!? "Unashamedly mercenary".
I am always ready to open my mouth especially if you're going to compare me with people I don't know because I wasn't aware this is a competition. Call it mercenary if you must but I will never be ashamed for it. Its who I am
Here's the thing
1. There's a good reason why I have a degree yet I choose not to wake up and go to work. That reason is: I don't take orders from anyone. I left my dad in Swaziland
2. As you said I work independently, also because of the above mentioned reason
So, when it comes to my body, in my flat that I pay for, guess what? My rules. If you dont like it... What's that school shoe brand... Oh! TOUGHEES
Yes, I do "demand" money upfront because of a bad experience from an entitled punter like yourself who throw words like "special" and "greed" around.
This was in 2012. He called me, he had an issue with my rate stating its January so I must lower my rate. I refused. A few days later he calls again, I didn't recognize he's number so he rocks up does his thing come payment time. He's R200 short! Then he says: No baby its January. We had an argument, he wanted to take my phone on his way out. That's when I lost it. Not only did this imbecile short change me, he wanted my blackberry too. I locked both of us in, he probably thought because I'm tiny he can take me on. The village girl in me got out, we fought. Then my new postbox key cut my upper arm.
My door handle was broken, my phone was on the floor in pieces, my arm was bleeding.
This couldve been avoided had he called another girl just like I told him few days prior. I had to call a friend to handle the situation for me. I got my money and the money to fix my door handle but I will always have that nasty ass scar that looks like I got it as a trophy for fighting over a man who buys beers for women in a shebeen :(
The next 2 months I was in Cape Town because I just couldn't deal with your calibre of punters.
Last week of March, I took a break and came back to my flat. A friend wanted to use my place for photos. So I rushed back from the mall to open for her. That day I was wearing jeans, a tshirt and military green sandals. The ESA photographer who came for my friends shoot told me I have such a nice figure and I could make a lot advertising here. I didn't believe her but I thought what the hell. I took off my T-shirt and that's how I had my first profile on ESA.
Since then I never looked back. I discovered the forum. I used it to my advantage, got the kind of clients who don't have budget issues. The kind that appreciate my big mouth. My creative itch gets scratched with every photoshoot I have and best of all, I get to address punters like you right here on the forum and there's always smart one who toss around threats. There's a section where they get reported and they are dealt with 'nicely' :)
So can you please quit trying to impose your ideals on me. I am not Paige or Carmen, I'll never be nor do I wish to be. I'm happy being
1.58 metres of sheer Swazi pleasure, that's shaped like the number 8 and tastes like banana cake. I'm happy with my mercenary rules, the rates my clients pay and my overall WG life.
Im not here for your amusement. I'm not a box of smarties