The Perfect Job For Naughty Lady

To earn a degree with prostitution? I used to laugh about that, because I had such a picture of shivering brides waiting for free on the side of the road, who then owed them the money stay. Not so for me, but when I started my studies in Berlin, I quickly realized that I could not keep up with the ridiculous 8 Euro jobs per hour. My former roommate, who also studied, was already a step further. She worked for an escort in Berlin, I think she still does today. And after I had hired there, I noticed at the first orders that this is exactly my thing, because, I can tell this, I am Chronically Horny!

Of course I am well-behaved, only my friend still lives in Bremen, the sleepy city. Good for me, because he knows nothing about my job as an escort lady. I’ll tell you about trade fairs and hostess activities, that’s enough. Does it too, he does not ask. And, let’s be honest, for the weekend falls off enough, because I’m really inquisitive sex! Even if I see a sharp guy in the barren bus, I feel very different. I could tug it out right away at the next stop. Well, I do not have to, because the escort job brings me the guys free house.

The other day I outbid myself, I had three men in one night. Wow! It goes without saying that I missed the seminars the next day, there was nothing left. But it was worth it, and certainly not just financially. Customer No. 1 came from Vienna, which I met in style in a restaurant on the Gendarmenmarkt. We chatted nice, but then it went relatively quickly to him to the hotel. Great, because as a sex addict I do not need the small talk, since I’m actually enough sex without anything. But well, he probably wanted to turn the charmer out.

Around 10pm I had the next date, right in the hotel, somewhere on the Alex. Very handy, so I had hardly any way to put back, so I’m equal to the high. The applies to the agency as a regular guest, but every time a different lady wants. And if possible an emergency Geile. With pleasure! So I’m in his room, there he was already naked. Funny, a naked man next to a table with a champagne bucket. Well, both were fine with me, and so it went straight to the point. Adonis was not the right one, a little sport would not hurt, but it was simple and cool. This was done quickly, and I was able to visit No. 3 who had booked me for the rest of the night.

And I have to say, for me as popping addict was the candy par excellence. He did not want to talk big, hello was enough, and then we are no longer come out of the groan. I did not remember the name, but I still see the body in front of me!