PROSTITUTE FROM WEALTHY FAMILY

Prostitute from a wealthy family. Prostitute sounds like something rude and patterns, I would call myself more worker service sector of an intimate nature. Sex for money is the same service, as well as friendship for the money name of the business. So how do I become a prostitute, that pushed me on the path of debauchery and wickedness, as is commonly believed? Maybe someone will be surprised, but I found myself in this field is not due to shortage of money. They then I always had, thanks to wealthy parents who sought to indulge me in any whim. At first, the feeling of complete permissiveness me amused. I studied at the best school, I had the most highly paid coaches, perfectly prepare for university entrance. In a word everything and everywhere, always have been captured. Father's money is everything. www.escort-students.com
Of course, I was not too stupid or lazy girl studying avoid, knowing that in any case the best place in the sun will be prepared for my parents. I studied well, and sometimes excellent. In short, in the light of the foregoing future me, of course, expected to be very promising and promising. However, when, after uni father morning I was a paying job as the head. It was then that I realized that childhood ended long ago and it is one thing to break with the money to a good college, and the other to go over the heads of employees who know more than you working longer and making their way on their own and experience. On the one hand, I understand that it is quite normal these days the situation, but as they say, will not deceive myself, and I was disgusted by itself. 
Under some ridiculous excuse I gave up the job, but the parents immediately find another, is no different from the previous one. I decided to talk to my father and ask him not to interfere in the process of my employment. But it was in vain, because even without his direct involvement of half the town knew whose daughter I am. Again walking the reef, I realized that I needed a job, which would be my status was not important and where the influence of parents would not help me get in the way. Such was the oldest known professions. 
I decided to become a priestess of love. I had my own luxury apartment, but I wanted to start from scratch. Rented a small apartment in one of the areas of the city. Chosen few in my opinion sexy photo, made form indicating the range of its capabilities and posted on a website of erotic services.  Then place the questionnaire on several relevant topics specified sites. To my surprise it was not necessary to wait long. Customers quickly found. For six months, I managed to gain experience with them and have not taken everybody by filtering out some of the most aggressive. Now I have a circle of regular customers, and even one of them is going to make me an offer.