Author Archives: Jayne Holiday

Don’t Tell Me You Love Me

  How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I…

“Hey, baby, que paso? Thought I was your only vato…” Texas Tornados

  I’ve always found it really strange that every escort I now know is either married, engaged or in some kind of dating situation.  At the time of this writing, I am the only single escort I know. Right now, I have two friends who are married, one who has a live-in boyfriend and another…

“Money won’t make you happy… but everybody wants to find out for themselves.” Zig Ziglar

I've been writing all these months and what often stops me from publishing my writings here is their appropriateness.  I write every day and have two other writing projects and am meeting with someone to start a third project tomorrow in NYC. Most everything I write is very personal or what I sometimes feel is…

“Everyone wants to go to heaven, but no one wants to die.” Peter Tosh

A strange situation came up awhile back that really had me off -balance for the good part of a day.  Someone I thought was a really great client called to tell me he didn’t want to have anything to do with me any more because I was considering opening a BDSM dungeon in Houston with…

Only the Lonely

When I first started escorting, I never imagined that my clients would want to become emotionally involved with me.  I thought escorting would be about intellectual bonding, some sex, and some fun.  You know, it seems that everything people, including escorts, think about escorting is false.  I’m now in three of the longest-term relationships I’ve…

“A man’s got to have a code, a creed to live by, no matter his job.” John Wayne

Originally Posted July 25, 2009      I’ve always felt very protective of the escort business. I’ve always hated it whenever the only depiction of an escort was as some drug-addicted streetwalker or some underage sexually abused runaway acting out or some girl or woman who had been forced into or kept in “the life”…

Becoming Jayne

I guess most people would find it odd and think that I'm lying when I say that money wasn’t what kept me escorting. It’s certainly an incentive, but for me it’s always been more than that. For anyone willingly in this business, it’s always more than that. I don’t pretend to know or understand what…