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SHE THEN STATED THAT IT WAS MORE LIKE A STRIPPER JOB WITHOUT HAVING A CLUB SETTING…Well, to begin with, I didn’t know I was a prostitute, I was just out of undergrad and employed part-time, I was broke and desperate for money and trying to get a 2nd part-time job at the very least.I started by browsing adverts for creative and dancing work from adult websites due to the fact that these adult jobs appeared to offer great wages I had once done some amateur modelling, brand name promotions, kind of work, this was my typical type of gig except there was a lot more nudity justifying the high wages I thought to myself. I found one advert for a modelling job and I replied, I was then invited for an interview the following day and I went.The agency had a little office on top of a row of shops on the high street, the agency appeared like a half-empty ticket office with a few smartly dressed girls hanging about, you could not tell it was not a modelling company.At the interview, the lady who ran the company asked me a couple of concerns, one of which was if I knew what the job really was, I explained that I imagined it was modelling and posing but sexy and erotic, she then stated that it was more like a stripper without having a club setting, I quickly told her that I couldn’t dance, but was okay with that and willing to learn.She offered me that job that day and went on to explain that the agency only catered for out-call bookings so I was required to dress well for work when I started, I left the office feeling on cloud 9.On my first night a couple of days afterwards, I wore my nicest dress, new lingerie and left my home to go to work as an erotic entertainer (so I believed).When I arrived at the office, the woman told me that I had a few clients lined up and I should go with the driver and shouldn’t mess it up.On my first job the driver took me to this block of flats and told me that he would be waiting for me outside after the booking.I had been given the customers name and flat number at the office so I left the car feeling nervous but fired up at the all at once. Like I had been instructed at the agency, the client handed me an envelope with £100 as soon as I stepped into the flat and that felt fantastic all I needed to do now was earn it in an hour, he led me to his bed room making small talk then he groped me and tried to undress me, I pulled away and told him I just wanted to entertain him, but we couldn’t kiss: he then took off his trousers and started masturbating, THAT’S WHEN THE PENNY DROPPED… for a minute I didn’t know what to do, I told him it was a mistake and I was not going to have sex with him cause I was on my days, I sat there watching the client masturbate for about 5min and I felt gross, there were pictures of his wife and kids on the walls and I was trembling with anger and fear. Hope you appreciated this write-up, to discover out much more on click here! visit our site.