“People have seen my value for what I can do for them. My parents saw me as an extension of them—a chance to do better where they’d failed. When I was an escort, my value was as an accessory. I was professional arm candy. One who could keep a conversation going, who could read moods, who could offer an experience so that someone might get to feel that high of dating and lust for a night. Now that I’m successful, so many people see me as a sort of feather in their cap.
