Three Years Ago, the Slow Burn Companion Was Born

One Saturday afternoon in May 2019, I decided to make a change.

After over a year hiatus in the industry, I decided to change my name and put myself out there again.

Mind you, this was after SESTA/FOSTA went into effect. The landscape for providers was completely different from when it was when I started. But much like how I started in my previous persona, I started simple:

I took a picture and made an ad. I got a separate number, and I submitted the ad. Then I went out to see a movie.

Later that night, I checked my phone and realized it was about to die because men had been calling and texting me all night. You might think that’s a good thing, but it was exactly what I feared about going back into this work: low-effort reachouts.

“Hey”

“Hey bb”

“How r u?”

“R u available?”

“Come over babe”

And on and on and on. Don’t even get me started on the drunken voicemails I got.

(This is exactly why I don’t put my number in my ads anymore. If you see one with my phone number in my ad, sorry but it’s probably not mine anymore)

But I learned my lesson after my first few years in this work before: don’t settle for those that can’t follow directions.

So I didn’t respond to most of them. Once I figured out how to use an autoresponder with texts, I started getting somewhat better texts to move forward with a booking. But ultimately I decided not to go with anyone that night.

I fell asleep and woke up the next morning. One person that gave me all the info I asked for. One. Out of probably fifty or more texts. I verified his info, got on the phone with him, and made a plan to drive meet him in his condo two hours later.

But one problem had happened: I hadn’t thought about what kind of person Eva was going to be.

I was a rabid raging machine game for almost anything at any hour any time in my early 20’s, but I didn’t want to go back to that kind of life. I was just about to turn 30. While my energy and stamina were still very high and my body very responsive, I was still not looking for that kind of high speed lifestyle from before. I wasn’t tired, but I wanted something different.

I wanted something more slow-paced. Lingering, steamy, and tantalizing.

Then the phrase came to me: slow burn.

I spent time in the mirror watching my movements as I put my makeup on. Slow burn, I thought. How do I embody a slow burn?

I had a simple answer. All I needed to do was engage the calmest, most romantic, sensual parts of myself.

And so I have for the past three years.

Thank you for being with me, and welcome if you’re new.