My very first night was extremely busy, I was the newest escort so each and every man I went to see wanted to see the new girl, I got bookings all night as I was taken from one part of the city to another and back, meeting 1 client after another. That night I took so many showers I imagined my flesh would peel off, I felt so gross after a while but after meeting ten guys , I earned about £500 and that kinda made it easier to take.
After a few weeks when I got to know exactly what the job entailed, I was earning about £300 a day and that went on for the following few months, STDs became a an issue and I was extremely amazed at the number of men that didn't want to use condoms, I was allowed to drop anybody who didn't want to use one even when they changed their minds later... (you cant tell what they could get up to in the heat of the moment).
Although I was always careful, once in a while condoms broke and I ended up catching clamydia a few times, if you have that amount of sex in a day then it's certain to happen, thanks to the programs available for working girls in London's sexual health clinics, I managed to have it cleared fast each time it happened.
I finally left escorting when things went sour later on, new girls came and the company had more than 20 girls, the money wasn't reliable enough anymore, I'd make a ton of money one week, but then make almost nothing for the following three weeks and still wind up broke, It was rather exhausting physically, mentally and emotionally, I also entered a romantic relationship with someone and I was too ashamed to say where I worked or what I did, I found myself a lower paying regular job that I did for sometime, astonishingly even when we broke up with my then boyfriend, I sat down and thought to myself, doing this for the money didnt img src="https://pixabay.com/static/uploads/photo/2016/04/21/22/00/sexy-1344589__180.jpg" align="left" width="201" style="padding:10px;"/] add up, I would have to live a secret life from every person I know, the health risks and weekly health-checks, the emotional strain and anxiety that comes with it especially when you are still broke in the end anyway made it pointless, Its an experience I can confidently talk about now and am grateful I didn't catch anything serious.Do you want to recognize more concerning more details here?