“Madam – Prostitutes, Punters and Puppets,” by Becky Adams – Book review.
A really great review of my memoirs by a nice chap!
“Madam – Prostitutes, Punters and Puppets,” by Becky Adams – Book review.
A really great review of my memoirs by a nice chap!
Sex work. Why so hard to swallow?
Sitting here, at the very dreggy end of 2012, whilst the UK is indulging in the binge drinking, eating and fornicating excess of the festive Christmas week, I sit peeling an orange and reading my Twitter feed.
My social stream consists of virtual shouts of dismay from my sex worker friends that momentum is building behind the abolitionists and politicians to bring the UK in line with the Nordic laws and make the buying of sex illegal.
This is all very worrying, and it’s got me wondering. What exactly is it about sex work that upsets the ban-a-prossie brigade?
When I say ‘what exactly is it about sex work’ I do mean… what bit exactly?
The various political groups and media who are lobbying to eradicate prostitution are very dedicated and very offended by the existence of any sex work. So what exactly is their issue?
Any changes in legislation that makes paying for sex illegal with have a massive effect on tens of thousands of women and subsequently the children and families that their sex work supports.
Children’s lives will be altered by a lack of funds, karate lessons cancelled, trainers un-purchased and food not bought, it’s life changing serious stuff for people with no power to stop it.
Have the people who are vigorously campaigning to criminalise these ladies clients sat and asked themselves ‘what exactly is it about sex work that upsets me so much that I’m prepared to mess with these women’s lives?’ No? I think they should.
They need to think carefully if they are doing it for themselves or the sex workers? For their own perceived moral gratification, or to help a vulnerable group of people with few rights. If the abolitionists listened, the sex workers would eloquently explain what could be done to really help them, and it wouldn’t be these new proposals.
When you reduce the anti sex work argument to the lowest common denominator, the issue can only be sex or work.
Firstly let’s look at sex.
The UK is statistically one of the most promiscuous societies in the western world. The TV, internet and teen mags have sexualised our kids within an inch of their porn-fed lives. Recreational shagging, like binge drinking, has overtaken most other weekend hobbies for young people. Casual sex or double clicking hardcore images seems to be the only exercise a lot of British teenagers get these days, and research shows that the elderly are also hard at it.
Health Protection Agency figures showed a rise in people in their 50s, 60s, 70s and 80s having plentiful sex with new partners over the last 10 years. 45- to 64-year-olds saw the biggest rise in syphilis, herpes, chlamydia and genital warts between 2000 and 2009. They also saw the second-biggest rise in gonorrhoea cases, beaten only by the over 65s. Blimey! Go Grandma!
20 years of brothel keeping and I’ve seen everything, but even I’m surprised at these stats. At 44, there’s hope for me yet!
I would have to conclude from the health Protection research that, as a species, we like having sex and more of us are doing lots more of it. It makes us happy and it’s good for us, as long as we don’t catch anything nasty.
So if the abolitionists are anti-sex then they’re out of touch with reality and, I’m sorry, but I’m not prepared to be lectured by the Daily Mail or Catholic church on sexual propriety.
Is it nakedness that causes offence to the naysayers? Would those who seek to incriminate feel more at ease if a floosie kept her petticoats on whilst on the job? The image of naked flesh in advertising has caused a mass debate in some sectors of society recently. Maybe someone should ask Kylie Minogue or Lady Gaga to put a vest on.
Maybe it’s the actual act of penetration. A wanton willy entering a lady to whom it is not wed.
Willies were invented to enter ladies, and many ladies like it that way. Even hopefully some feminists and Daily Mail journalists.
Sex with a stranger? Is that what troubles the tub thumpers? It doesn’t bother the general public. Discos and dating sites are populated by people hoping for just that outcome, and it’s only sex with a stranger the first time. Sex workers like to build mutually respectful, established relationships with clients. Repeat business and punter loyalty are the basis of a good escort’s financial success, and she knows it. If a sex worker is only having sex with strangers then she needs to take a look at her customer-servicing issues.
If we give the anti-prostitution campaigners the benefit of the doubt and refuse to believe that they are trying underhandedly to curtail the human rights of people from 18 to 80 to have private sexual contact with another, then they must be objecting to the commercial aspect of sex work.
Paying for sex is generally a simple, honest transaction. A person (man or woman) sources the services they require and has a communication with the sex worker. If both agree compatibility, an amount of money changes hands and the fun begins for a pre-arranged length of time. Job done.
In a country where we are asked to tolerate the outrageous scandals of the banks fixing interest rates, laundering money for terrorists, bankrupting small businesses and lying to their customers, it seems churlish to berate a chap for paying a few quid for a cuddle.
Fingers are pointed at sex workers who don’t pay tax but if you added up every tax-free commercial blow job since the time of Christ it wouldn’t equal the amount of tax avoided by Amazon, Google or Starbucks in just one fiscal year.
I’ve heard the church, police and politicians say that sex work is morally wrong! Only the British establishment could be too stupid not to see the hilarious hypocrisy in that statement. All I can say is Expenses, Bonuses, Leveson, Hillsborough, Jeremy Hunt, Rebecca Brooks, that poor horse, Jimmy Savile, Plebgate, Atos… etc etc et bloody cetra.
The Government are happily fucking the people but don’t want the people fucking each other. Strange eh? To be honest, I no longer care what the leaders of this country or their cronies say or think about anything. Their disgraceful behaviour has removed any right they ever had to judge any part of my life. Let them go fuck themselves, I’d say.
Politicians say ‘Sex work is an act of aggression to women’.
Women? What about the male sex workers? The transgendered, pre-op, post-op, lady-boys, transvestites and so on? Why is no one fanatically trying to protect them from themselves? Why are women alone such feeble, pathetic victims that they cannot be allowed to make decisions about what they do with their bodies?
What bit of sex work is an act of aggression exactly?
If a lady has chosen to be a sex worker and is in no way coerced, what part of laying out some clean towels and massaging a 70-year-old gent is an act of aggression towards her?
Is kissing tenderly or chatting with a paying customer about a holiday endangering her psyche? How about masturbating a grateful disabled client, who cannot use his arms, or quietly holding and stroking a cerebral palsy sufferer for an hour?
Is an adult lady not capable of knowing when her own psyche is endangered? How can a person from the church, parliament or feminist movement, pass amateur judgement on the mental health of a group of women to whom they have never spoken?
No woman would freely choose to sleep with men for money, they say.
Why not? Just because you don’t understand why a person does something, it doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen. I personally cannot understand why anyone would risk their lives and break their family’s hearts just to climb Mount Everest. But they do so in their thousands. I have no comprehension of why anyone would work in a nursery school, but luckily they do. I find the act of getting yourself tattooed, coloured in like a Sponge Bob cartoon on the Harvester kids’ menu, utterly bizarre, but I have enough respect for others not to force my personal options on them. I will not be campaigning to make mountaineering or tribal bands illegal.
Sex work is dangerous.
Listen to this very honest and sensible interview. Dr Brooke Magnanti, the author of the Belle de Jour books talks to BBC Radio 4’s HARDtalk. Katya Adler interviewing states (at 19 mins approx) that prostitution needs to be eradicated to protect the public. She points out that at least 60 sex workers have been murdered in the past 10 years, and the conviction rate of these killers is only 26 percent as opposed to a 75 percent conviction of murderers who kill nice non-sex working people. Seriously WTF?
The social problem lies with the murderers not the victims surely? Should we eradicate children to prevent paedophilia? Maybe if the police and media saw sex workers as mothers and daughters instead of some sub-species of twilight dwellers, serial killers wouldn’t see them as easy targets on whom to perfect their techniques.
So as Scotland and Ireland seriously consider criminalising paying for sex, endangering sex workers’ lives without even listening to them, and the French government announce the farcical political statement that France will soon be commercially sexless, free of all prostitution, I roll my eyes in contempt.
People like sex. It’s fundamentally what people were invented to do. Procreate. Have it off. Sex is here to stay, and some people at certain stages in their lives prefer the simplicity of paying for it. The single, the widowed, the disabled, the depressed and yes, even the married. If a lady is willing to let a man put his willy in her, whose business is it of anyone else’s? Why is paying a person to provide a service by using their bodies, as you would an osteopath so shocking? The exchange of sex for money, goods or favours will continue until the end of humanity, with or without the blessing of the law makers.
As Dr Magnanti points out at the end of the HARDtalk interview, there has not been a single civilisation since mankind crawled out of the pond in which prostitution has not existed. I suggest we listen to sex workers, respect their decisions and ask what we can do to embrace the true principles of feminism and to support their choices and work together to create a safer, more inclusive society.
So again, I ask those who’d criminalise prostitution… What exactly is your issue with sex work?
Madam Becky Adams 29-12-2012 http://www.madambeckyadams.co.uk
Madam Becky is a former madam and award-winning author.
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MADAM- Prostitutes, Punters and Puppets. Memoirs of a very British Brothel.
Winner of The Brit Writers Award 2012
Winner of the Erotic Awards 2012
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For those who don’t know me, I’m Becky Adams; most people just call me Madam Becky.
Now a retired madam, I’ve run brothels, escort agencies and adult shops in the UK for the past 2 decades or more.
I wandered, almost accidentally, into the sex industry in the mid 1990’s, starting an out-call escort agency as a co-operative with a group of mums from my daughters school. It was a very amateurish affair indeed. I knew very little about sex and bugger all about industry.
Someone had to look after the kids, someone had to be the driver for bookings and someone had to do ‘the business’.
Not being overly fond of kids, and kids not being overly fond of me, by default I ended up as the phone answerer / driver / condom buyer and general goffer.
Clueless, when talking to punters, I didn’t even know what the clients were asking for. When a chap enquired if anyone enjoyed ‘doing A levels’. I was confused. I’d hated collage that’s all I knew! Frustrated, the poor man called back without the acronyms and requested anal sex, I thought he said annual, and told him to phone back next year!
For many years my little collection of ladies and I got by on sweet tea and friendship, the girls were earning well, but I made hardly any money. A tricky childhood and my resulting dislike of physical contact made me a useless escort, but once I’d learnt what the words meant, I was the best in the business at answering the phones. Eventually when we opened the first in-call flat I did all the buttering up whilst my friends did all the bonking.
We trundled along, girls and clients came… and went, came…and went.
Becky kittens we called ourselves. We saw maybe 5 or 6 clients a day, and I still wasn’t making any money.
Sometime in 2004 after I’d done a bit too much showing off on the telly I got dragged into a small office by the tax man. Convinced I was making millions like other escort agencies he wanted his cut.
I’d thought that running an escort agency was somewhat illegal. He confirmed it was, but he still wanted his cut. Hypocrisy of government, who’d have thought it?
I was confused. We were a group of daft girls having a laugh, we barely covered the costs. We were just doing some slightly nefarious things with men’s willies, a puppet and some ginger biscuits, that’s not enterprise.
I wasn’t a business person. I didn’t really have a business did I? I didn’t know what he was on about.
I WAS WRONG.
I was exactly the same as about 98 percent of women in the sex industry, and we’re all wrong.
Most of us get into the sex industry by default, by accident or from desperation. We start seeing ourselves as sex workers, slightly removed from the rest of ‘normal’ society. Not really in ‘the system’. A sub species like vampires and werewolves, creatures that the law makers don’t want walking the streets on dark nights, frightening the locals.
We keep our heads down and do our own thing, getting by, staying safe and out of trouble.
We forget how amazing we are and how well we do a difficult job with our hands tied if you’ll pardon the pun.
If I went into a formal business group or the Chamber of Commerce, and suggested they ran their businesses by the same rules massage parlours, working flats and escorts have to they’d be squealing like 6 year olds at a Dr Who premier.
Imagine running a newsagents, hairdressers or pie shop like this…
Yet, despite all this and more the UK sex industry turns over billlions of pounds a year.
How?
Because we’re all natural entrepreneurs, thinking outside the box, all day every day.
Imagine how much better you’d do if you started applying proven business techniques to your escorting work.
Imagine how much more money you’d make, out selling and outperforming the competition if you studied success strategies.
I know for a fact that applying tried and tested business solutions works wonders, because I did it. I’ll explain by getting back to the story….
I thought successful people were born knowing how to make money. I wasn’t one of them. I knew I was crap. I had some personality traits that were really unhelpful if I wanted to grow my escorting enterprise.
I hated numbers, paperwork, and statistics. I hated everything that didn’t involve laughing with clients or dancing around the brothel wearing frilly knickers on my head singing the Oky Coky, but at least I was honest with myself. I was seriously, shockingly bad at business.
After my run in with the revenue, I thought sod it. If I’m going to get into trouble I may as well make it worth it. I can’t be a wanker all my life.
Someone told me that leaders of industry like Alan Sugar, Richard Branson and a fella called Dan Kennedy wrote about the stuff I needed to know. Off I went to the library to find myself some books about getting rich.
Well bugger me pink. It looked easy.
Reading these books, I realised that building a successful business is just like baking a cake. Put in the right ingredients, mix properly, bake like they tell you and hey presto! A cake! Didn’t matter if you’re a hooker or a plumber, the same rules applied.
It may take a few goes of following the recipe to get it looking and tasting just right, but keep at it, and it will. Trust me.
After a bit of re-branding, re marketing and getting to grip with my own wankiness, I grew my business ‘Madam Becky’s’ by 800 percent in two years. I was amazed.
So now I’m on a mission. I want to help other escorts, parlours or agencies to become more successful. I want sex workers to start seeing themselves as business people, who are already achieving more with less than most other business people out there.
I believe that the best thing about being an escort is that it gives you choices.
Done correctly, escorting can be a period of your life where you earn more money and have more freedom than most of the population. Use it wisely. Realise your potential, educate yourself and expand your horizons.
Seeing yourself as an entrepreneur and learning new business skills will increase your income and help you plan an exit strategy if you ever wish to change career. You’re half way there already!
If I can do it, you can do it! Let’s do it together!
Email me at madambecky@live.co.uk for monthly escort business updates.
Or check out www.madambeckyadams.co.uk for business mentoring for escorts and agencies in the UK.
Read more about how I built my business and my adventures during 2 decades of bawdy housekeeping in the wonderful, must read book…
MADAM-Prostitutes, Punters and Puppets. My memoirs of a very British brothel is available in paperback or Kindle from Amazon. Winner of The Erotic Awards ‘Publication of the Year 2012’.
Reblogged from The Big Lottery Fund Wales Blog:
Becky Adams, an ex-brothel madam from Wales, explains why she is backing a new piece of research funded by the Big Lottery Fund into the increase of students working in the sex industry:
As the recession continues to bite and with no sign of the economic gloom letting go, sexual health agencies, academics and the National Union of Students (NUS) are concerned that increasing numbers of students are working in sex markets to pay for their education.
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Tagged escorts, lotto, Madam Becky. becky adams, sex workers
Sex as a business? Yes please says Madam Becky .UK business speaker of the year. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLVFMIwyZc4 http://www.amazon.co.uk/Madam-Becky-Adams/dp/0957148909/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1328552005&sr=1-1
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Amazon are doing a special deal selling my book MADAM with The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel! How random is that? Haha!
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Today the July 22nd 2012 The Sun on Sunday published an article about me which has caused a lot of hooha.
The premise of the article was that if my daughter wished to become an escort, then as I have run brothels for the past 20 years, and I’m not a hypocrite I would support her in that decision and help her to work safely and sensibly.
My argument is that every girl who becomes a sex worker is someone’s daughter, and all daughters are created equal. They’re all precious.
When I owned my agencies and a new girl would come to me wishing to start working in the sex industry I would give her the advice I would give my own child. I would help her see the pro’s and cons and if she was determined to continue on that career path I would do my best to help her stay safe, in control and devise exit strategies for when and if she changed her mind and wished to stop.
My daughter Emilia, discussed in the article has no wish to be an escort. It was a hypothetical piece of writing to create controversy, which it did. Emilia’s studying at collage, works two jobs in retail and is so comfortable if dis-interested in the sex industry she’s not even bothered to read my book about my two decades owning houses of ill repute. See the sneaky link… http://www.amazon.co.uk/Madam-Becky-Adams/dp/0957148909/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1328552005&sr=1-1
All these points were missed by most of the readers who were baying for my blood and convinced I’d sent her to work the street outside my house. That’s fine, I’m kinda used to that, but what has concerned me slightly is that most people think the worst thing about being a sex worker is having sex with quote ‘…fat old men’.
So, in an ageing overweight population, what constitutes being old and fat? I know what a man is.
What age do men have to be before they are considered so revolting that they cannot be considered as relevant members of society with sexual needs?
Many of the posters of these comments were men who may think themselves young, virile and irresistible, but who are possibly considered past it, obese and stinky by others.
In fact, most sex workers I know would rather see a nice plump old gent who is quick and grateful than a cocaine fuelled wide boy who wants to go through the Kama Sutra 9 times in an hour.
Seriously, stout older chaps should riot in the streets….for a bit and then have a sit down and a sandwich. If an escort posted on a thread that the worst thing about being a hooker was sleeping with big black men or Asian dudes they’d be arrested twice. Once for being on the game and once for being racist. How can the public get away with being ageist and fattiest wherever they like?
As a plump middle aged lady I’m quite partial to plump middle aged men, and as the excitement over 50 Shades of Grey shows, many ladies can get quite racy at the thought of getting jiggy with an older gent.
I’d say the worst thing about being a sex worker is the spiteful judgement of those finger pointers who are so quick to condemn a vulnerable section of society of whom they know little and care about even less. The harsh criticism of others is what forces prostitutes into secrecy, isolation and danger.
It is surly a basic human right to do what you fancy with your own body and have consensual sex with whom you wish, just as it’s a basic human right to scoff the last jam tart and enlarge your waistline.
Anyone for a biscuit and a blow-job?
Madam Becky
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