Escort life Stories

She woke the next morning to the sound of the shower running in the bathroom, the door closed but leaking light around the frame into the darkened room. She sat up and reached for her phone, checking her face in the camera app. “Fuck! I’m a mess,” she thought and jumped out of bed to fix her hair in the full-length mirror on the wall. She switched on the lights and looked closely at herself while brushing. She looked good...

Jilly Moran blew out her cheeks and, her stomach muscles pulsing nervously in trepidation, looked at herself in the French reproduction full-length boudoir mirror that stood on the floor, leaning effortlessly against a wall in the corner of her bedroom. She saw the noticeable blush of her cheeks as she blew a few stray wisps of strawberry blonde hair out of her deep green eyes, her hands straightening her clothes to empha...