Says the release for Justin Hernandez ‘s imminent memoir, Inside The Vortex, “Early years of abuse and neglect led to his eventual descent into the dark world of addiction, stripping, and even male escorting.”
He grew up in the Bronx, hung with the pier queens, was “rejected by Christina Aguilera” (as a dancer, that is), and fled to Hollywood “to pursue his dance-star dreams.”
Once there, he went from dancing to stripping to escorting.
“It was almost like I saw the money and checked my soul at the door,” says Hernandez. “As time went on, the nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach increased…”
And he became addicted to alcohol and sex. He even remembers going shopping and having sex with a sales clerk in the dressing room. “And when I was paid for it, the money was the real aphrodysiac, not the men,” adds the author.
More money, more shopping–and more sex in the dressing room.
Anyway, this is all interesting and I’m looking forward to reading it, but I’d love to also hear from the many workers in escorting/adult entertainment who weren’t abused and didn’t end up addicted and repulsed.
I know there are a lot of them out there, even if they’re not trying to get a book published, for realistic reasons.