The Author's Story

When I started my carpet cleaning business many years ago, it cost me $20,000 thousand dollars to get going. After 15 years of busting my butt doing manual labor, cleaning dirty carpets and upholstery, moving heavy furniture-equipment, working in harsh conditions, doing flood disaster jobs in the winter, all I had left to show for the fruits of my labor was a damaged disk in my back, bad knees, a ruptured hernia, and a lot of pain. Oh, yes, and because I could not afford health care insurance, my hernia operation set me back another $15,000 in medical bills. Life was always a struggle for me, my brothers, and my parents, growing up poor in the ghetto. Living without was nothing new to us. Next thing I know, with only $1200 left to my name, my truck mount motor catches on fire along with my truck. Before the fire department could put out the fire, my business was destroyed. I had no insurance and I was left without income. I said to myself, "the truck and the equipment was 15 years-old anyway; and needed much repair-just like my life."

Then, to go along with this nightmare of seeing my twenty thousand dollar investment and business disappear, I went down to visit my mom and dad who lived in low income housing only to find out that my parents, both of whom have congestive heart failure, have stopped taking their heart medicine, Coumidan, because they would now have to pay a $100 dollars due to some Medicade cuts. My mom said, "We will do what we always have done: we will do without."

I said, "That's crazy mom; you will both die."

She replies, "We gotta go sometime, sooner or later."

I then proceeded to go over to open up their icebox only to find it practically emptied, nothing left but some milk, peanut butter, jelly, and some biscuits. I will never forget the look of sadness and hopelessness that was in my mom and dad's eyes. I then told them I would be right back. I went to the store and bought them as much food as I could, crying my eyes out all the way back to their apartment; and then to mine.

My parents were suffering. My life was a disaster. All I knew was that I had enough of it! I was going to do something about it. But what? What can you do with only twelve hundred dollars to your name? Right then and there I had reached the turning point in my life!

Then, out of nowhere, I met this business man in a computer store. We started to talk. I told him about my situation. He told me that he wanted to help me out; and that he did seminars on different business opportunities that require various amounts of start-up capital. He wanted to help me out in changing my financial position for the better. He wouldn't charge me anything. He told me that God had been good to him. We exchanged phone numbers. He said he would call me in a few weeks.

Why did I meet this man? Was he a scam artist? Or was this fate? This man had confidence, for sure: where there is life, there is hope! Two weeks later he called; and we set up a meeting at my apartment. He arrived at my door exactly on time with a briefcase in one hand; and a cardboard box in the other. He sat down at the dining room table, opened the briefcase, and began to tell us about the escort service business: a business that requires little money to get into; where the financial rewards are both great and immediate. He opened up the cardboard box, and in the box was twenty stacks of ten-thousand dollars. Two hundred grand! He told us that the money was from five statewide escort services that he owned.

After the three hour seminar on the escort service business, he told that the rest I'd have to learn on my own, the hard way. As he left the apartment, I asked him if he wanted something in return for his information. He replied, "After you and your escort referral service is a success, pass along the good deed that I have done for you to others."

"Done!" I said.

I took all the money I had on this earth, twelve hundred dollars, and opened up my escort service. From that day on, my life, my mom's life, my dad's, would never be the same! The only regret I have is that I wished I had met that guy ten years earlier. I could have done so much more for my mom and dad. I thank God that I did get into this business or I could not have done what I did for them before they passed away. Since we grew up poor, there was no greater feeling in my life than to see their eyes light up when they moved into their brand new apartment; filled with beautiful new furniture; or the look on their faces when they saw their big screen TV; or when they went on their first vacation ever! I was able to give them more than just love; and they got a chance to see how "the other half" lives before they left this world. How much was that worth to me? A hell of a lot more than the twelve hundred dollars it cost me to get into this business. It was priceless.

Going into this business was the best decision I ever made! Now it is time for me to pass along the good deed that was done for me to the potential investor; that perhaps, like me, has reached the "turning point" in his or her life; and are willing to admit that he or she has had enough financial and personal struggling. And are now poised to change it!

• During my years working my carpet cleaning business, I used to drive up to the girl bank tellers to cash a check that I got from a cleaning job. The girl bank tellers sometimes laughed at me and said, "Sorry, you do not have enough money to cover this $100 check in your account. You will have to deposit it and come back in a few days to see if it clears." All the while I could see that they were making fun of me and my old truck.
• After I opened up my escort service, those bank tellers never laughed at me again. Never again did they make fun of me. In today's world, the only thing people respect is money. So let me show you how you can get it!