It was a Monday night, the beginning of another week. Scarlett entered my car and handed me a piece of paper with a South Yarra address on it. I programmed it into my navigator and off we went.
Scarlett was a 25yo blonde English girl-size 8 about 5"7 and huge DD breast implants.
She was always so prim and proper-always very well spoken and extremely polite. However when it came to her bookings she had absolutely no limits or boundaries with what she would do. She had been brought up in a strict upper class English household. Private schools, ballet and horse riding lessons-outwardly she was everything her parents expected-inwardly she was a slut waiting to happen. She worked as an escort because she loved sex and nothing was too extreme or shocking for her. Whenever the agency got a weird or over the top fantasy request Scarlett was the one they would send.
I dropped her off at the South Yarra address and parked my car.
A driver is required to wait for the escort until booking is finished and then drive her back to the office. Scarlett handed me the paper with the clients name and address on it and the amount he was paying her by the hour.
The figure was $1500 per hour so I knew there would be some weird fantasy involved. The girl gets 50% of the booking fee and pays in the other 50% to the agency. The girl also has to pay her driver out of her share, if it's a job in the suburbs and the driver waits its $30 per hour. If the job is in a city hotel and the driver just drops her off, its $10 and another $10 dollars for the driver who picks her up to take her back to the office. I preferred the suburb jobs as I got to sit around for an hour watching DVDs or playing on my lap top, oh and of course getting totally shit faced.
When Scarlet arrived back at the car an hour later I proceeded to drive her back to the office. Most escorts discuss their bookings with their driver or co workers as it's not really suitable conversation for anyone outside the sex industry.
Scarlett told me the reason the booking was $1500 per hour. The client’s fantasy was that he wanted to be used as a human toilet. Scarlett had to sit on his face and pee on him and then proceed to shit in his mouth. She was happy because there was no sex involved and the client was happy because he got to eat shit fresh from the hole. When we arrived back at the agency she paid me my $30 and left the car happy as she had just cleared $720.
As I've said before, the sex industry can turn any fantasy into a reality for a price.
I hope you enjoyed this entry.
So until next time, be good or be good at it.
Christian Clarke
Scarlett was a 25yo blonde English girl-size 8 about 5"7 and huge DD breast implants.
She was always so prim and proper-always very well spoken and extremely polite. However when it came to her bookings she had absolutely no limits or boundaries with what she would do. She had been brought up in a strict upper class English household. Private schools, ballet and horse riding lessons-outwardly she was everything her parents expected-inwardly she was a slut waiting to happen. She worked as an escort because she loved sex and nothing was too extreme or shocking for her. Whenever the agency got a weird or over the top fantasy request Scarlett was the one they would send.
I dropped her off at the South Yarra address and parked my car.
A driver is required to wait for the escort until booking is finished and then drive her back to the office. Scarlett handed me the paper with the clients name and address on it and the amount he was paying her by the hour.
The figure was $1500 per hour so I knew there would be some weird fantasy involved. The girl gets 50% of the booking fee and pays in the other 50% to the agency. The girl also has to pay her driver out of her share, if it's a job in the suburbs and the driver waits its $30 per hour. If the job is in a city hotel and the driver just drops her off, its $10 and another $10 dollars for the driver who picks her up to take her back to the office. I preferred the suburb jobs as I got to sit around for an hour watching DVDs or playing on my lap top, oh and of course getting totally shit faced.
When Scarlet arrived back at the car an hour later I proceeded to drive her back to the office. Most escorts discuss their bookings with their driver or co workers as it's not really suitable conversation for anyone outside the sex industry.
Scarlett told me the reason the booking was $1500 per hour. The client’s fantasy was that he wanted to be used as a human toilet. Scarlett had to sit on his face and pee on him and then proceed to shit in his mouth. She was happy because there was no sex involved and the client was happy because he got to eat shit fresh from the hole. When we arrived back at the agency she paid me my $30 and left the car happy as she had just cleared $720.
As I've said before, the sex industry can turn any fantasy into a reality for a price.
I hope you enjoyed this entry.
So until next time, be good or be good at it.
Christian Clarke
OMG! Unbelieveable what people fantasize about!
ReplyDeleteand this is only a sample of what's in the book. . .I'm hooked.
Wow, I can't wait for the next blog
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What can I say, bring on the book! RD
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