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Some people have VERY strange habits.....

Many years back, I had a visit from such a person.

I was working from a parlour in Sydney, it was a daytime shift, and I met one of the
strangest clients I ever have.

He was only 19 years old, and he had been brought to the parlour by his Father,
who had some concerns for his son, that he wan't quite "normal".
(BTW - the Faher didn't come in with him, just waited out in the car)

I led this shy fellow upstairs to my room, we chatted for a few minutes about why he was there.
He told me that he'd never had a sexual experience with anyone before,
and he was really nervous.

I made him feel as comfortable as I could, then asked if I could do my "regular check" .
He pulled off his jeans, and I inspected his crotch.

What I saw, was astounding, to say the least!
His pubic hair was covered with DIRT.
Not dirty like grubby and smelly, but actual grains of rich, black soil.
I looked at him, and asked why.

He blushed profusely, and said if he told me, I was never to repeat it to anyone.
  I said yes, that whatever he told me would be our secret.
(I have not ever told this story before, and don't worry Mate,if you're reading this,
 I promise you that I will never reveal your identity)

His explanation?

This poor young man had a constant compulsion to dig holes in the backyard, to well, umm,
make love to........
Strange but  true!

He told me that he'd been doing it since he was around 13 years old, usually when there
 was no-one around, but it had become so irresistable to him that he did it one day when
 his Father was home.
His Father had got a bit of a shock when he saw what his son was doing, and sat him down
to have a bit of a chat about sex. ( A little overdue I imagine!)

I asked the young man if he was comfortable with being with me, and he started squirming.
"I wanted to save myself for when I get Married." he told me

"ok" i said "if you're not comfortable with doing anything here, perhaps we could
just sit and chat for awhile, just to stop your Father worrying about you?"
He smiled, and seemed to relax a great deal.

So, there we were, chatting away, and he told me all about his little quirks.
It seemed that the ground was not the only thing he was "loving". He was having it away
with all types of strange things.....

The more we talked, the more it became apparent that this young man had some serious sexual issues.

I asked him if he'd ever been to speak with a counsellor about his issues.
He replied that he was too scared to, because the doctor would just think he was a freak
 or something.  I explained to him that if he was indeed worried about his compulsions,
 and was scared that when he finally DID Marry his behaviour might cause some problems,
 he would be wise to at least have an initial consult with a professional, to see if he felt
comfortable discussing his problem.

"well " I said "you're here talking to me about it, and I havn't laughed at you.
I'm sure you're not the only person in the world with strange sexual compulsions!"

We chatted a little more bfore his time was up, and I led him back downstairs.

I took him to the Managers office, and quickly explained to the Manager that we really
 needed to use her office for a few minutes, because this client really needed to make a
 doctor's appointment.
So he sat with me while I searched through the phone book for a relevant professional
in the area.
I gave him a number to call, and left the room.

he appeared 10 minutes later, with a big grin on his face.
"they said the Doctor can see me next week!" he said "thankyou so much!"

After he left, the manager and the other girls came to ask me what was going on.
"not alot, really" I said "He thinks he might be Diabetic, so I just encouraged him to call a doctor to get checked out"

A couple of months later, he came back.

He paid to stay with me for half an hour, and we sat and chatted about his progress.
He told me that he'd been seeing a therapist for the past two months,
and his compulsive behaviour had settled, and he had even got himself a girlfriend!

I was so happy for him that I jumped up and gave him a huge hug, which resulted in him
blushing like mad again..... and then he cried.
He cried for about 5 minutes, before wiping his tears, pulling himself together and thanking
 me for all I'd done.

"Hey Matey," I said "I didn't really do anything, you just needed a little push in the right direction is all"
"But if it hadn't been for you, I might never have got the help I needed, so, Thankyou."
 He said, before giving me a quick hug goodbye.

So you see,  us working girls CAN make a huge difference to our client's lives.

© Hayley's Place July 2007