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London girl: My first booking as an escort:
A night girl’s Story


On my very first booking as a working-girl, plenty of ideas went through my head, This was not a party, I wasn’t even slightly drunk, it was the middle of the afternoon, and I was just taking myself to get screwed and get paid for it.
The very thought was absurd, I didn’t dress or appear like a standard hooker but I also knew that it was painfully clear that I didn’t live there. I was shaking like a leaf walking up to this mans apartment whose name I was struggling to remember.
The client had left his door open for me and the moment I entered the apartment, there wasn’t any time for my shock to become apparent as the man suddenly pulled me and kissed me all tongues. I had mentioned in my ad that I offered a “girlfriend experience” or “GFE”, but it wasn’t until that moment that I connected the dots. I by no means had any intention of saying no to kissing, but I sort of expected it was something someone eased into on a meeting.
As all that was happening in my head, he out of the blue pulled my head sideways and stuck his tongue as deep into my ear as it would go. I was not sure if slugs burrowed and I was certain they didn’t burrow into people’s ears, but, if they did, I now knew what it would feel like.
The only thing I could think of to do in order to get his tongue out of my ear was just take my shirt off and surprisingly, it worked, before long he was getting off my bra and slobbering on my nipples, instead of my ear, giving me an excellent window to pull a condom out of my skirt pocket and suggest we got down to business.
No one - not even me or any other female I know enjoys getting pawed, poked, prodded, sloppy kissed, then fucked by a guy she wouldn’t give the time of day if she found him in another situation.
The call-girl’s thoughts range from moderate distaste and outright disgust and only in very odd or extremely outstanding circumstances will her encounter be any different. That is not to say these unique and exceptional encounters do not, once in a blue moon, occur, they do, and when they do, no one is more surprised than the escort herself. I would know, simply because on two situations these experiences occurred to me, but that’s for another story

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