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I fumbled around for a few seconds until I finally found the bra hooks, but unclasping them took just as much time as locating them, probably even longer.

He was nice. Easy to talk to, not at all boastful and seemingly more interested in me than in talking about himself.

The drive from one of London's top restaurants in Mayfair to the apartment in Cheshunt into which I had recently moved can take anywhere from an hour during the day to around fifteen minutes in the early hours of the morning.

As in any vocation, levels of competence differ between different sex workers.

As agreed, we met at a small open-air coffeeshop in the more relaxed area of downtown Harrow. It was the sort of commercial neighborhood that was designed to make patrons look professional but hip. I'm sure that if I were looking I'd see a Starbucks or a Costa's somewhere nearby.

Brad felt his heart pound as he stared at the photo.After seeing so many faces and bodies of so many women, it was an incredible feeling to actually find the 'perfect' one.

As I prepared to meet him I could feel the butterflies swarming in my stomach. I swore as my stockings tore and I pulled them off angrily. Breathe baby girl breath. I inhaled deeply and let it out slowly trying to pull myself together.

As I stepped into the restaurant I gave them the names of the persons I was to meet. I followed the gentleman to a very secluded table at the corner of the restaurant. My clients were already there and I smiled as I approached them. The gentleman left and we were alone.

Lola and I arrived at the hotel and immediately went to Room 66. Lola and I decided just to wear short leather jackets and stilettoes to finish our look. Mr. James emphasized that he wanted busty escorts and we ensured that we had enough cleavage showing to get our point across.