Personally you like to call them 'Johns'.
The phrase is a little old time-y, you know, but clients is so…. clinical. Lovers is too emotional, tricks too gritty, escorts too formal. So you refer to them as Johns, and if you had to pick a favorite out of all the men who visit, it would have to be Isaac.
He is quiet, gentle, and he never makes you feel cheap. Most visits he shows up with a box of chocolates or an inexpensive piece of jewelry and a shy smile on his lips. He looks up at you through his lashes and often seems to find himself unconsciously transfixed by your face. He stares with something like awe in the stillness of his features as the pads of his fingers drag across your cheeks, your eyelids, your lips. There's a breathy little chuckle that always escapes when he catches himself and it makes your nose wrinkle in a kind of smile.
In contrast, the noise he makes when you're in bed sound more like pleas and sobs than anything else, and it used to throw you off your game. He likes to lay side by side, his thrusts shallow, his breathing stuttered, one hand splayed across your ribs. Your legs always clash and tangle, but he likes to hook you closer with them, squeezing just this side of painful when he comes and lips absently at the curve of your shoulder. Isaac usually naps lightly once you're both clean, and he talks in his sleep. You gather all you care to know about his troubled past and why he might have trust and intimacy issues that lead him here. It breaks your heart more than you should probably allow, but you've never exactly been conventional.
When he wakes and dresses it comes time to pay and he clams up, becomes awkward and fidgety. You kiss him chastely and play with his curls and call him your little lamb, and eventually he opens back up. He hands over the bills while brushing the tips of your noses, like an old tv sitcom husband might reluctantly give his wife cash for a new kitchen appliance he doesn't see the use for.
No, Isaac never makes you feel cheap, but more often than not his visits leave you sad and feeling more than a little guilty.