I am posting this email that I received a few days ago. I tried my best to correct to grammar and do some basic word-smithing.Still, I think the email exemplifies the struggle of the PSP, struggling to survive, struggling to resolve life’s problems. I am glad that she was able to leave that life and settle down and raise a family. She is lucky. I know of many PSPs who were not so fortunate.I had also decided to edit out some of the names of the massage parlor establishments. I thought long and hard about that and I had decided to edit it out because I figured that the gist is on her struggle, not on the internal practices of these massage parlors.

I read some of your blogs regarding your experience in different health clubs. It’s quite interesting. I just want to share my experience. Maybe you will get something from it. I was one of the massage parlor attendants you were talking about in your blog. I do not know if I met you or not.Well I started early at the age of 14. I was virgin at that time. I needed to work. We have a lot of debts that we need to pay. My mother was a fish vendor during that time. We had no money to buy and sell fish anymore. We had even asked some friends in the wet market to give us something to eat. So i took the job. I didn’t know what kind of work I was going to have. It’s so bad that someone forced himself to get inside of me. After that I stopped working for a month then went back again because i need to live. I did it even it was against my will. I ran away from home and lived by myself. I didn’t want to my friends to know that I was working in a massage parlor. I even become one of the top 10. If you’re asking how i looked, they say i looked like Joyce Jimenez and Heart Evanglista. I am petite. I am only 5 feet and in perfect shape.Well then i stopped working. Then I went back to work again. I’ve been to wilderness, Flight 169, and Skyline and there was one more just a block away from Pegasus. Skyline was the last palace i worked. I worked there for like 6 months. I don’t know if you have been there, but now that place is closed. It was located at the 8 floor in Grand Boulevard hotel. I was there in year2003. You know i don’t want go back to [massage parlor names removed] because, even if you have your period, you need to work there. We have to put some cotton in our vagina to control the bleeding. It’s so gross but we need to work or else we were going to be suspended.I wasn’t the only one minor in that place. We were like 5 or 7.There are a lot of attendants i know that are using drugs. They are really pretty and tall and some were working as massage parlors for 15 years. I only tried marijuana but that’s all.I’m sharing you this because even if I had experienced such a nightmare I still feel I am a better person. I had met a man in that place that accepts me for who i am and never insults me. I am now in California with two kids and happily married. Not all massage parlor attendants are trash. They are just girls who are fighting to live.

When I pay for a PSP, there are a couple of things I expect. I know that some people will say that I have to “understand her situation,” “be sensitive and sympathetic,” and “remember that we are dealing with a human being.” But I am not asking for any fringe or unconventional fetish. Sex is something that is natural and can be fun. I obtained the services of a PSP for my personal—and hopefully, mutual—satisfaction, and there is a certain kind of experience that I am hoping for.

So here are five things that I hate to experience from a PSP.

1. No hygiene

I hate it when PSPs don’t pay attention to their own hygiene. I can be forgiving if it’s an escort who had to take a bus from her house kilometers away, but I expect them to take at least take a shower before the deed. I for one pay particular attention if she brought her own “feminine wash.”

2. Cold, Mediocre Performance

If all that I wanted was an orgasm, I would have stayed home and masturbated.

3. Shyness

I paid to have a mind-blowing, eye-popping experience. While I do try to spice up the conversation to break the ice, I don’t need to make a serious effort to woo and entertain the PSP to have sex with me.

4. Not even faking it

I mean, How hard is it to fake some moans, writhe a bit, dig deep into my back, and scream nasty obscenities? If she doesn’t know how to fake it, I suggest she watch this.

5. Hurrying the deed

I paid good money for an experience. I intend to get it. It doesn’t mean that I will fit as many orgasms in the allotted time. It doesn’t mean that we will be humping for hours. I just want to take my own time and to last as long as I want.

First off, some people call them “two-way mirrors” and some call them “one-way mirrors.” Whatever. You know what I am referring to. It’s that type of glass that is a mirror on one side and a window on the other.

A number of motels have mirrors on the wall. Orchard in Pasig has mirrors in almost all the walls. If you have viewed my massage parlor videos at Vimeo, you may have noticed that some massage parlor rooms have mirrors as well.

Are these mirrors “two-way mirrors?” How does one detect “two-way mirrors?”

A quick Google pointed me to several articles. How Stuff Works and Wiki How have given logical and common-sense approaches.

A two-way mirror relies on the lighting. The room with the reflective surface has to be kept very brightly lit, so that there is lots of light to reflect back from the mirror’s surface. The other room, the one used by the voyeur, must be kept dark, so there is very little light to transmit through the glass. That is one reason why, when one peers through the showroom aquarium, the room with the attendants is harshly lit and the room with the guests is subtly lit. So if you want to check if there are some Hayden-wannabe perverts peering behind that mirror, turn off the lights in your room and then shine a flashlight through the “mirror.” If it is a two-way mirror, you should be able to see the chamber behind it.

Another way is to press your eyes against the mirror and cup them with your hands, creating a dark “tunnel” to block out the light. We all do this when we want to peer through a car with a dark, highly-reflective tint. Same principle.

Finally, an ordinary mirror is set against a solid wall while a two-way mirror is not. Tapping on an ordinary mirror will produce a dull sound. A two-way mirror is fundamentally a window so tapping on it will produce a hollow sound.

A reader of my site commented that owners of motels and massage parlors are unlikely to allow two-way mirrors because “privacy/secrecy is the core attraction for these enterprises” and “the moment this gets tainted, that’s it for their entire business.” Even word-of-mouth can damage their business. What advantage is there in putting up a two-way mirror? Politicians and celebrities don’t go to motels. The risk (loss of revenue from guests) is not worth the reward (a scandal video which gives no monetary benefit). Besides, scout around the internet—have you seen a video shot through a two-way mirror in a motel?

A reader of my blog sent me a question through email:

Are there any escorts / psp’s that offer their services in the middle of the night?My dilemma:

1. I prefer high class escorts (not necessarily $$$, but gorgeous & witty/smart)

2. I get itches very often late at night / early morning before office.

Now, those two don’t go together well. Actually, they don’t go at all!

I’m well aware of 24H massage parlors (e.g Happy Sauna) but I opt not to risk my health. At the same time, the only escorts that agreed to meet at 3am were either drug addicts or behaved like a wet pillow during the deed - not my thing!

Considering the recent growth of the BPO industry in the Philippines, I’m wondering if there are not some gorgeous looking escorts available to cater to that group?

Ahhh . . . That indeed is a dilemma.

Most escorts would be hesitant for a late night (i.e. 3 am) rendezvous because of health reasons (i.e., it’s an admittedly high-risk situation) plus the fact that there is an extra effort involved (waking up early) with a chance that the client is a no-show.

But I am sure that there would be a few escorts that are willing to take the plunge. The challenge is finding them.

I’ve done a couple of “late night” trysts, but only with escorts that have become quite familiar with me. So one way is to get one at a regular time, be friendly to her, get her mobile number, and then pop your request.

Also, there are a lot more escorts who are willing to meet up at around 6 or 7 am. It’s a decent hour. They’ll probably wake up just one hour earlier than usual. And they can shower and dress up at the motel, plus have breakfast with you. And you can drop them off at a convenient transpo stop.

The problem is that this requires some pre-planning. I’ve never personally encountered a situation wherein I wake up in the middle of the night, feeling horny and raunchy, and able to contact an escort willing to meet me. Most of my late-night encounters are planned at least a day ahead of time. My best bet in these situation would be to contact the escort handers themselves.

And, if all else fails, there is another somewhat more upscale 24-hour massage parlor: Palacio Don Pedro at Makati.

When Katrina Halili tearfully decries that she was “treated like a pig”—binaboy, as she claimed—I wonder exactly at what point did she consider herself “swined.” She was obviously with Hayden with full knowledge of what will transpire. There was no ripping of clothing. There was no struggle. There was no resistance. I am not saying that I 100% condone with what Hayden Kho, but what exactly are we rallying against here?

The lawyer of Hayden Kho raised a good point. We should separate three things: the sex itself, the act of video-taping the sex act, and the act of distributing the video.

First, I have no doubt that the participants in the video were enjoying themselves. There was lots of moaning and groaning. There was no sign of resistance. Heck, there was a scene where the woman herself was unwrapping the condom herself impaling herself with the man’s joystick. And the way she was grinding her hips, the way the bed rocked and creaked, there is no doubt that she was wild and wanton with desire.

Now before the conservatives out there throw their potshots at me (I doubt though if there are conservatives reading this post, anyway), what’s wrong with enjoying sex? Yes it can be described as “sacred” and “intimate” and “private,” but it is also damn pleasurable. Their sex act is actually quite “mainstream.” There was no BDSM, no weird out-of-this-world fetish.

Next, it can be debatable that none of these women knew that they were being video-taped, especially if the the camera was in full view. And this leads me to my next question: What is wrong with video-taping a sex act?

I noticed that women who have no qualms watching an x-rated film have similarly no qualms in having themselves video-taped. I suppose that when watching a commercial x-rated sex film, they have a conscious or subconscious desire to see themselves in that video. So seeing themselves in an actual sex video is just carrying that desire to the next logical step. But few user-generated sex videos are meant for public consumption. As I wrote in my site, mutual consent is important as well as the efforts to ensure that the video remains private. I admit as well that I have a number of videos with me and my partners. We do enjoy watching it together. It is our very own x-rated porn movie. And it makes our sex more enjoyable. But I extend every effort to keep it private. My videos do not reside in memory cards or in mobile phones. They are stored in password-protected, encrypted files with discreet file names.

But I know some don’t bother to ask permission. Their stance is probably this: “what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” So they don’t bother to tell that there is a video camera lurking around somewhere. I really don’t blame the guy for taking this stance in the same way that I don’t blame the gal for not telling her parents, friends, or boyfriend that she is out impaling herself with someone’s man-tool.

But the unauthorized distribution of the material is where I now draw the line. What is private has now become public. But does it deserve the attention that it is getting? If you strip away all the moralistic saber-rattling, it all boils down to invasion of privacy. It is embarrassing, yes, but did we really expect the sexy starlet to be a virgin?

People are now quick to label Hayden as a sex addict. I could label him as a coward for not bothering to ask permission or label him as reckless for having the balls to video-tape the sex act without permission; but at best I would label him as just careless.

If there is one thing to learn from the Daniel Smith case, it is on how to successfully prosecute a rape case.

Taken from the Court of Appeals document:

In rape cases, the following principles have been formulated to guide the courts in the decision of these cases: (1) it is difficult to prove rape, but even more difficult for the person accused, though innocent, to disprove it; (2) in view of the intrinsic nature of the crime of rape, where only two persons are usually involved, the testimony of the complainant is scrutinized with extreme caution; and (3) the evidence of prosecution stands or falls on its own merits and cannot be allowed to draw strength from the weakness of the defense.In a prosecution of Rape, the credibility of the private complainant becomes the single, most important issue considering that her testimony alone “if credible, natural, convincing, and consistent with human nature and the normal course of things” is sufficient for conviction.

In my mind, Nicole has become the poster child of how NOT to cry wolf. Or in this situation, how NOT to cry RAPE.

This Court finds it deceptively posturing Nicole’s portrayal of herself as a demure provinciana lass . . . Her going to Subic from far away Zamboanga with her step-sister, allowing two American friends whom they met only three months earlier, and accepting their offer of free hotel accommodations and other things as well, in her words—”to enjoy”—do not coincide with the demure provinciana lass we are talking about. She testified that she drank a shot of Vodka Sprite and B-52, bottoms up, which already made her feel giddy. And yet she still took Singaporean Sling, B-53, Long Island Iced Tea, and to top it all, half a pitcher of Bullfrog, making her really drunk but in the same breath, tells the court that she danced with a man whom she thought was “Gerard” but was later identified as [Daniel] Smith, through several disco beats, lasting fifteen minutes or so.

Accusation is not synonymous to guilt—so crying wolf does not magically cause a wolf to appear.

Oh and by the way, Filipino Voices blogger Manuel Buencamino writes that Daniel Smith was acquitted by Manangs. He should know better. Daniel Smith was acquitted because of a fundamental rule of law. It’s called Presumption of Innocence. He should read more about it.

There was a heavy discussion on haggling in my site, wherein some pseudo-intellectual defended his right to haggle which resulted in some back-and-forth parley between him, myself, and a well-known escort handler. I would agree that everyone has a right to haggle as much as the PSP has the right to refuse. I have touched on haggling before but I thought I would elaborate on this: I don’t mind haggling. A good businessman has to master the art of negotiation. But what separates the gracious from the brash is their manner of haggling.

So, I was irked with this:

Everyone is in a saving mode. So, for now, all are in a “happy budget meal” mode. Just as in the wholesale business, your profit margin may be low but you can make it up through volume; not like in retail, you can have a high profit margin but with only little sales. It’s like fishing in the pond with a few fish in it. And right now, there are so many who are in need and thus so many choices.

I detest this approach because it appears that the client is offering advice to the PSP. And the advice here is that the PSP should lower her price to attract more customers, especially in this economic climate.

Personally I don’t see the connection. The economic climate will first impact corporations. I hardly expect this to impact the PSP market. The fallout of this economic crisis will be increase in unemployment; as more companies suffer a cash flow problem, they could be forced to reduce manpower. And a person who is out of a job should not even indulge in PSPs.

In fact, there is a chance that the opposite may happen—there could be an increase in demand for PSPs. Entertainment tends to be on an upswing during bad times, and economists attribute this to people wanting a respite from all the problems they are facing.

Besides, are you really advising that the PSP should have more clients? Isn’t that wrought with all kinds of health risks (cervical cancer being one of them)? And shouldn’t the point be to get more money as quickly as possible with the least amount of effort and risk?

Okay, I may be wrong in this analysis. I am sure people will challenge me on my interpretation of events. But the point that I am making is that it does not necessarily follow that decreasing price will increase demand. And hence to haggle by appearing to be some expert, offering pseudo-intellecual advice, and appearing to help the PSP, is, for me, deceitful and self-serving.

I have another reason why I don’t haggle palengke-style with PSPs. I am the one with the greater disposable income (otherwise I wouldn’t engage in some frivolous mischief). These are the PSPs, specially those in the P5,000 range, who are in dire need of money that even a P500 reduction would spell a major difference. If I can’t afford it, then I don’t indulge in it.

People also like to compare prostitution with other more mainstream trades. Car repair often pops up as an example. Don’t I haggle with car mechanics? I maintain that the example is a flawed one. With PSPs, there is the factor of human dignity, a factor that doesn’t figure prominently with car mechanics. A car mechanic has a sense of pride in his craft; I don’t think a PSP can brag about what she does for a living.

In short, haggling with a PSP is like insulting a PSP. Sure, some PSPs may not mind. They may treat it lightly with a grain of salt. But I find it insulting nonetheless. And many times, if the service provider detects even a slight disparaging remark, it can translate to cold, mediocre service. And if the difference between a frigid performance and a eye-rolling production was just P500, then I would gladly cough up the dough.

Twitter, the micro-blogging platform that is popular in the technology blogosphere, is now gaining mainstream attention. Barack Obama is on Twitter. So are pop figures like Brittney Spears, Demi Moore, and Ashton Kutcher. I have spotted notable Filipino personalities in Twitter like Mike Abundo (follow) and Manuel L Quezon III (follow).

Twitter is straight-forward. Registration does not need any personal or confidential information. Registration just requires an email address. Once you are setup, you can send any message (up to 140 characters), which are called “tweets,” which will be visible to everyone. If you “follow” someone, then that someone’s tweets will be visible in your homepage. Think of Twitter as a chat room for the world. And Filipinos love those “chat boxes” in forums. With Twitter, the entire internet is your chat box.

But what does this mean for the adult entertainment scene? What does this mean to PSPs or the their customers?

Unlike Facebook or Friendster, which seem to be geared in establishing contacts with friends and colleagues, Twitter is now shaping up to be the tool for networking. And PSPs also need to “network.” How else will they get their clients?

A PSP can “tweet” her availability. And if she has “followers” (who are potential clients), they will immediately know and can contact her. If she has a mobile phone, the PSP can also tweet using SMS or, if she can access the internet through Wi-fi or 3G, can also tweet using a mobile web browser. She can tweet her whereabouts, whether she is in trouble, or, for the kinky, whatever is going on inside the motel room.

If you are still wondering what you can do with Twitter, simply Google “Twitter.” I found some useful tips like this and this.

I, for one, would like to see more and more PSPs in Twitter. It would be interesting to find out what they do in their spare time, what their interests are, if they are free, if they are in need, if they are in trouble. Forums are, in my opinion, passe and subject to the whims of the administrators. Why create personas in different forums when you can be contacted with one persona in Twitter?

For those willing to try, you can follow me at Twitter.

I am not sure how accurate this is, but this info was supplied by a well-known and personally trusted escort handler:

Percentage of high-end escorts, inclusive of those handled by smaller entities, would be roughly 16%. The medium range would be a mere 18% and low range comprise 41%, covering all providers and freelance forum escorts doing full-time and part-time (please take note that the figures I quote are for those who do strictly escort service only, exclusive of other PSP categories). The remaining 15%, are mixed-class escort services provided by casas (brothels), which have a rather standard pricing. Figures represent nationwide statistics based on my network.

Percentage of clients who are willing to spend high (considering looks and services) would surprisingly be at 39%. Those who would spend within the medium range are again, surprisingly only 26%, while those who opt for the budget meals comprise 35%. These figures are based on my record books which hold info for a full decade of escort service transactions. Now notice that medium range doesn’t have that much following. These are ladies who offer great service, looks attractive but have price ranges of around 8-12k/3 hours.

It’s not the income background of clients that matter but their willingness to spend. High-end escorts get a huge following mainly because people want value for what they spend. Majority of escort patrons are people who do not have time to visit bars, MPs, wait around malls or universities to pick-up girls and mainly those who just want comfort and absolute discretion. My records hold a total of 5,227 clients accumulated through the years. Only a very small percentage of it remain to continuously avail. Why? Simply because most of them just wanted to spend and try out the best that their money can get. And to experience quality, value for money, however expensive it may be. The small fraction I mentioned, BTW, comprise no less than 30% of my total clients in my list. And not all repeat clients are among the high income earners. There are those who save up a year just to avail at least once, with quality.

I wrote about my experiences with a spa therapist, thinking that it was too good to be true. And yes there are some quirks. I described it in another post as the “fly in the ointment.”

A number of readers have emailed me and were able to determine the identity of the spa therapist and her place of work, simply by describing her modus operandi. Apparently she plays the same song for other clients. Some have indeed fallen for her—one had even began supporting her financially.

But I have to admit one thing: Her performance is quite riveting. She truly can give a “porn-star experience.”

It just comes with several caveats:

- She had been, at one time, stricken with STD. She may have an STD now. Some have complained about foul odor in the genital area.

- She appears to be a pathological liar. She will say sweet words to you. “I love you” or “I miss you” are quite common. She promises abstinence from other clients but obviously she is not living up to her word. In my opinion, she does this so that clients will flock towards her and not toward the other therapists.

- One informant claimed that she used to service jeepney drivers around Lemery at P500 a pop.

But, as I said, she gives BBBJs, she allows CIM, even facials, she shows no hesitation for whatever sexual position, she talks dirty, and she allegedly allows anal sex.

So the question, dear readers: Would you still avail of her service?