I have always been told that I have a really good but with the curves in all of the right places. It was my figure which got me my job at http://charlotteaction.org/mayfair-escorts Mayfair escorts services. I soon got into dating in a big way, and I had to admit that I enjoyed working for Mayfair escort services. It was kind of fun and you got to met some really interesting people. Every day was different, and I loved the fact that the gents treated you like a sophisticated lady. Lots of my dates really spoiled, and I was always well looked after by them.
One day, I had a date with this American guy from Florida. He was a photographer and said that I had one of the best figures that he had ever seen. Of course, I was really charmed by all of this. He was staying in London for a week, and wanted to come back and see my again at Mayfair escorts. I did not have a problem with that at all, and I was glad to build up my dating diary with more interesting gents such as Nick. During the week Nick stayed in London, I must have seen him at least five times.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, Nick asked me if I wanted to visit Miami for a couple of months and try my luck as bikini model. It meant having to give up my career with Mayfair escorts, but he made bikini modelling sound easy and fun. Having seen a lot of TV shows about Miami, I thought that I would end up having a glamorous carefree lifestyle as well. I cannot say that I jumped at the chance but I did talk it over with my friends at Mayfair escorts. They all thought that I should take a chance, and a couple of weeks later, I found myself on a plane.
Nick understood that this meant giving up my job with Mayfair escorts and arranged for me to share a flat with a couple of other girls in Miami. He even picked my up at the airport, and was really nice to me. A couple of days later, I had my first session with him, and he took some great sexy photos of me. Most of the time, he did just want me to wear bikini bottoms nothing else. After a couple of weeks, I realized something was wrong. All I was doing was modeling for Nick and wearing skimpier and skimpier clothing.
I talked it over with my friends at Mayfair escorts, and decided to speak to some other girls who modeled for Nick as well. It was not the fact that we were not being paid, but we were not exactly bikini models. As it turned out, the other girls know exactly what was going on. Nick was selling our photos to adult magazines and online publications. I could not believe that I had been so stupid. It was embarrassing, but I decided to follow my pride. In the end, I made my way back to London, and promised myself to never be so naive again.