|I first met Andy as a sex worker, almost 2 years ago, when I stupidly accepted a booking after warning from another woman I worked alongside..
Much like the rest of your stories, he was pleasant and very likeable. He was very smooth and knew all the right things to say. I had given him a massage on a regular basis, whilst slowly building a relationship with him. At first our encounters were soley business, which gradually turned more personal and eventually turned intimate (yuk)
Andy loved to talk about himself, no matter the topic, he could talk for hours. Once particular day I asked about his shaved back to which he replied ‘I own a laser clinic and I have been having laser hair removal’ .. Just one of his MANY business ventures… Brothel, hair salon, laser/Botox clinic, massive property portfolio… The list goes on…
I was a fool who believed his lies.
He would visit me at my regular day job, having lunch dates and even breakfast before my ‘massage gig’. I found it hard to believe such a man would want anything to do with me… considering how we met, but he seemed totally ok with what I did, I felt completely at ease. I let him get close to me and that’s when it all began…..
He would play on my emotions, telling me he loved me and couldn’t wait for our future together. For me to meet his kids and have dinner with his ex wife, who he is apparently ‘best friends with’. He made life sound so perfect. Who wouldn’t fall for such a man? This loving man who adored his children and still (supposedly) supported his ex wife. What a catch!
It wasn’t until he started to become distant that I noticed something was up. One minute he’s sending me pictures of him and his dogs blowing kisses, the next, he’s heading off on business and I won’t hear from him for a while.. No notice, just gone. Stupidly I fell for it. It wasn’t until the third time this happened that I realised… every time he would cancel dinner plans was when he would be away suddenly for business. Huzzah! He’s a fucking liar! I tried to call him out on it and was met with a brick wall. I stopped all communication.
From time to time I would get random messages from Andy wanting to catch up, just chat or my personal favourite ‘go away for a weekend’. He didn’t get the message that I want nothing to do with him obviously….
2 years on and I still get seedy random messages wanting to meet up for coffee, asking about my relationship status, where I live and work and so on… The most recent was just 17 days ago.. He must be running out of silly women to dazzle and scorn..