An Informal Census of the "Average" Client

What the Numbers Reveal About the Men Behind the Bookings

As a professional companion, I’m often asked (usually by civilian women) what the average client is like. The short answer is that there is no such thing. The longer answer is that my clients are as varied as the contents of my underwear drawer. Different shapes, sizes, colours, styles, and purposes, each with their own moment to shine.

Out of sheer curiosity, I decided to keep a running tally of my bookings over a set period of time. Consider it a lighthearted quantitative research project. It would be crass to disclose exactly how many men I see in a week, so instead I will report in rough percentages. The sample for this little study consisted of my bookings over the first eight weeks of 2019.

Here’s what I found.

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45% of clients made me cum; 55% did not.

And that’s perfectly fine. I don’t need to climax every time to enjoy myself. Pleasure isn’t a pass-fail exam, and great sex can exist without fireworks at the finish line.

75% of clients went down on me.

A generous bunch, indeed.

45% engaged in a little rimming (on me).

I’m not entirely sure what sparked this surge in popularity, but I’m not complaining. Keep it coming, gentlemen.

60% were satisfied with one round; 35% opted for two; 5% chose a non-penetrative booking.

Sexless bookings are rare, but when they happen they can be wonderfully refreshing. Intimacy does not require penetration. Sometimes connection, conversation, and closeness are more than enough.

5% booked 30 minutes; 10% booked 45 minutes; 60% booked one hour; 10% booked 1.5 hours; 10% booked two hours; 5% booked three hours.

These numbers would have looked very different a year ago. After revising my pricing structure, shorter bookings have become far less common. And I'm loving the shift! Thirty minutes barely allows time for foreplay, let alone the main event. An hour feels like the sweet spot, at minimum.

70% of bookings were with returning clients; 30% were first-timers.

While I enjoy meeting new gentlemen, I cherish my regulars. Sex tends to improve with familiarity. The more you learn each other’s rhythms, the better you become at pressing exactly the right buttons. I’ve recently taken steps to ensure that I prioritise my regular clients even more. I now only advertise intermittently so that I am attracting and accepting fewer new clients. I just hate having to tell my regulars that I’m fully booked, so I’m trying to hold more spots available for them.

Of the new clients I took on, 5% were added to my blacklist.

When I accept a new booking, it’s because my instincts tell me a man is kind, respectful, and safe. Most of the time, that instinct serves me well. Occasionally, it doesn’t. Very occasionally, I find myself walking a client to the door and kissing them goodbye, while silently thinking to myself that I never want to see them again. More often than not, blacklist-worthy behaviour comes down to mismatched expectations rather than malice. I offer a sensual, affectionate girlfriend experience, not a porn star-style service. If you ignore my boundaries or attempt to dominate, hurt, or rough-handle me, that will be our first and last meeting.

Only 20% of clients had not disclosed their relationship status.

Of those who did, 60% were single and 40% were married or partnered. I never ask as I don't think it’s appropriate pillow talk, but many men volunteer the information freely. That openness speaks volumes about the trust that develops in these spaces.

Age breakdown:

20% under 30 years old

50% between 30–40 years old

15% between 40–50 years old

10% between 50–60 years old

5% 60+ years old

10% booked a girlfriend experience with extras; 90% booked a standard GFE.

95% stayed to cuddle and chat afterwards; 5% left immediately.

Who says men only want one thing? Some of the most intimate conversations happen post-coitus, when endorphins are high and defences are low. That lingering closeness is often the sweetest part; the cherry on top.

100% of clients kissed me.

On rare occasions, a man prefers not to kiss, usually due to germ concerns or emotional boundaries. I respect that, but kissing is central to intimacy and connection for me. Without it, sex can feel cheap, hollow and just all wrong. I’m unlikely to accept a repeat booking with a non-kisser, unless it's a purely social date.

25% of bookings involved toys.

I wouldn’t mind seeing this number climb. Don’t be shy. My drawer is well stocked!

Condom sizes:

10% close fit (small)

70% regular

15% large

5% extra-large

It's pretty much a standardised bell-curve. Not surprising to me at all. Men get so hung up on how they’re, well, hung. But the majority are just average. Which is perfectly fine by me!

30% were circumcised; 70% were not.

This aligns neatly with Australian trends. I don't have a preference, really. As long as it's squeaky clean, I'm happy.

Client nationalities:

40% Aussie

40% Indian

10% Other Asian

5% British

5% Middle Eastern

I’m often asked whether I’m sleeping my way through the United Nations. In a sense, yes. And I wouldn't have it any other way. There's no room for prejudice in my bed (and oh how I wish this extended to the outside world!) Passion is a universal language. Plus I love that having such diverse clientele teaches me about new cultures. Each man who graces my bed has their own lens through which they view intimacy and sexuality. Yet, in many ways we are all the same. After all at our core, we all just yearn to connect with one another.

65% were blue-collar; 35% were white-collar.

Finish-line positions:

30% missionary

25% doggy

25% cowgirl

15% hand-relief with cum on breasts

5% covered blowjob

I’m genuinely surprised that doggy didn’t win by a landslide. I thought it was the preferred clincher, but there you go.

20% gave me a massage.

Can you believe I sometimes get paid to be pampered? Talk about spoilt!

5% offered a cash tip.

Never expected, always appreciated.

25% arrived with gifts.

This says a lot about how wonderfully generous my clients are. Perfume, chocolate, flowers, pasta, a bottle of Midori; these are just some of the thoughtful gifts I've received over the past couple of months. I’m a very lucky girl indeed.

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So, there you have it. A curious woman’s data-driven peek behind the curtain. All in good fun. I don’t see my clients as statistics or units of demand. I see you as individuals. Ordinary, vulnerable, human men who want to be seen, touched, and understood. And if this little census proves anything, it’s that the “average client” is a myth. There's no such thing. So embrace your individuality, because if you were all the same, my job would be dreadfully dull.

As they say, life is about using the whole box of crayons. And by crayons... I’m pretty sure they mean penises. And so I shall.

Love,

Jasmine x