SHE THEN SAID THAT IT WAS MORE LIKE A STRIPPER JOB WITHOUT A CLUB SETTING…
Well, to begin with, I didn’t know I was an escort, I was just out of undergrad and working part-time, I was broke and desperate for money and looking for a 2nd job at least.
I started by searching ads for creative and dancing jobs from adult web sites simply because these adult jobs seemed to give high wages I had once done some amateur modelling, brand name promotions, sort of work, this was my normal type of gig except there was far more nudity justifying the higher wages I guessed. I found one advert for a modelling job and I replied, I was quickly called for an interview the following day and I went.
The agency was a small office above a row of stores on the high street, the agency appeared like a half-empty ticket office with a number of well dressed girls hanging around, you would not know it wasn’t a modelling company.
At the job interview, the woman who ran the agency asked me a number of concerns, one of which was if I knew what the occupation truly was, I stated that I believed it was modelling and posing but a bit more risqay, she then explained that it was more like a stripper job without a club setting, I quickly told her that I could not dance, but was ok with that and willing to learn.
She gave me that job that day and explained that the agency only catered for out-call bookings so I needed to come dressed well when I started, I left the agency on cloud 9.
On my first night a few days later, I wore my nicest dress, brand new lingerie and left my home to go to work as an erotic entertainer (so I believed).
When I got to the office, the woman informed me that I had a few bookings lined up and I should go with the driver and shouldn’t mess it up.On my first booking the driver took me to this block of flats and said he would be parked waiting for me outside after the booking.
I was given the customers name and flat number at the office so I left the car feeling nervous but excited at the same time. Like I was told at the office, the client handed me 
an envelope with £100 as soon as I stepped into the flat and that felt excellent I had 1hr to earn it, he led me to his bedroom talking gibberish then he grabbed me and kissed me on the lips and begun to take my clothes off, I pulled back and told him I just wanted to entertain him, but we could not kiss: he then took off his trousers and started masturbating, THAT IS WHEN I I JOINED THE DOTS… for a minute I did not know what to do, I told him there was a misunderstanding and I couldn’t have sex with him because I was on my periods, I sat there looking at the man masturbate for about 5min and I felt gross, there were pictures of his wife and children on the bedroom walls and I was trembling with anger and fear. I excused myself to go to out and went straight to the waiting car, I asked the driver to drive me to the shop as I wanted to buy some thing, when I got out of the vehicle at the store, I walked through a corridor to the back streets, got a cab and went back home, I didn’t go back to the agency after that and they never called to find out what happened, I kept the £100 the man had given me and didn’t feel guilty for keeping it.
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