I’ve been working as a high-class escort for a few years now. Not many know about my secret double life, this is something I keep private for obvious reasons. I mean, can you imagine my parents’ reaction in discovering that their only daughter, a straight A grade student educated at exclusive private schools and who holds a degree in law, is a “prostitute, hooker, whore”?

Many hold fucked up tendentious ideas about escorts being dirty, disease and drug ridden sluts who provide quick fucks and $20 blow jobs without condoms in the back of an alley way or car. That’s not the experience an escort provides – that’s a Kings Cross or Grey Street, St Kilda streetwalker experience. If that’s your thing, use Google maps to source those locations.

So, to give you a secret peek into one of my days and nights as a high-class escort … read on!!

Depending on how busy my night was before, I usually wake up at around midday and take my dog for a run. It’s the mixture of both keeping fit and pleasure that has become a daily ritual. Once home, I make a leisurely brunch, usually something healthy like fresh blended orange juice and toast with avocado and poached eggs plus coffee (I loveee my coffee!). In the afternoon I’ll go shopping. Working as an escort means I earn a high income, so without sounding pretentious; I can afford to buy pretty much whatever I want. In my line of work, presentation is everything, so I never feel guilty about splurging. If I’m not enjoying a stint of retail therapy, I’ll have my hair, nails, tan or facial done or maybe even a massage or see a movie. I am somewhat a lady of leisure in this respect!

My agent contacts me advising of my appointments for the evening. Sometimes it may be one lengthy booking of up to 12 hours, or a few short bookings of a couple of hours each. Either way, I’m usually full booked to the early hours of the morning.

My bookings are not always about sex. As a high-class escort, my clients book for me for my time. Granted this can include sex, but its not always the case. Sometimes I play sex tutor to young guys wanting to know how to fuck better, other times I am a counsellor over broken relationships, I’ve even taken cross-dressing clients shopping for lingerie, and have also been taken to parties and clubs as the “jealousy factor” – to upset an ex-girlfriend or wife. My client is paying me to satisfy his needs and provide an experience – so that is what I do, and I do it well.

Working with an agency ensures my safety is always in their hands. They know exactly who my client is, where I am at all times and my driver is always sitting in his car outside my bookings. They look after me, and I look after them. It’s a win/win situation for all of us!