Marsha is dumped again. But from the ash comes a new career.

I am Marsha and this is my fib of my Renascence. You may judge me, you may be disgusted or you may think I have taken the wrong path. The fact is I am very felicitous and it is you who have a problem.

I was 22 and been dumped by yet another idiot boyfriend. I was having a wont of getting it wrong. No matter what I did or how hard I tried it was never enough. They wanted more. This latest one complained because I did not agree to anal sex. How can anyone think it is sexy to be fucked in the bum ? Well I certainly didn't think so. I spent a workweek sad and down. Crying myself to catch some Z's each night. By Saturday morning time I was as low as you can go. I crawled out of bed and looked in the mirror. What a frightening sight. Then I thought of my ex. Probably smiling and on the tone out for his adjacent objective. I took a deep breath and thought"Damn it girl, get over it ”.

I jumped into the shower bath, washed my tomentum and shaved"down there ”. I stood in social movement of the mirror, blow dried my hair and did my face. Eye lining, mascara, lip stick, the works. side by side I delved into my pectus of knickers. Got out a half bra and thong. Into the press and rescued a dress which showed off my asset. I was proud of my pert breasts and farsighted legs. Now dressed I looked in the mirror again. I was feeling safe already. Forget that loser, forget about all of them. I had to go out shopping. Yes, I was over dressed but I didn't care. It doesn't matter what you are doing if you feel dear about yourself.

In the local Shopping centre I bought milk and bread. Not very shake but I breezed around intuitive feeling empowered. Some of the looks I was getting also excited me. Before heading house I decided to have a burnt umber. I was sitting there watching the domain go by when this guy walked up with a coffee bean."Can I sit here"he asked"the seat is a bit crowd together ”. I looked around. There were six tables in the food court all vacant. I smiled"yes it is crowded isn't it"I said and we both laughed."What a pathetic pickup truck line"I thought but funny nevertheless.

We chatted away, mostly him, Barry, talking and asking questions. Where did I oeuvre, my hours, did I live in the area, pretty ordinary bicycle hooey. Then he began to get personal. Did I have a boyfriend/partner ? Did I also dress up to go shopping to buy Milk River ? I realised that he knew what I bought. Was he stalking me ? I was getting a little uncomfortable. Then he told me about him. He was in world sexual relation and acted on behalf of high end client. His job was to take care after clients and he would recruit personal to expect after those clients. He then offered me a job."How much do you earn a week ?"he asked. I told him roughly. He then offered to double it. I guessed he saw I was shocked."Just what would looking after customer mean ?"I asked. He looked me in the eyes"making certain clients are well looked after ”.

The penny dropped. You want me to be a sporting lady ?"I said, rather horrified."No"he replied"you would an accompaniment. Dining with them, sight-seeing, that sorting of thing. But if it lead to more that would be up to you my earnest"he said. I sat stunned. Here was I sitting in a world area being offered a job as an date. I guess he could see I was shocked. He gave me his add-in."I look at you and see individual who needs a modification. somebody who is looking for a considerably biography style. Here is my batting order. Think about it and call me and recite me what you think ”. I took the card."What if I say no ?"I asked."Whatever the answer is ring me, ok ?"He smiled, said"talk to you soon I hope"and left. I picked up my shopping and headed home, my head whizzing.

I got home and put my shopping away. I went down to me sleeping room and caught mint of myself in the mirror. I suppose I was excited that Barry found me attractive. I just wondered why he also thought I could be an bodyguard. No thing how he described it I knew that he expected me to have sex with these clients."Who were these guest"I wondered. He described them as high-end business men so at least I wouldn't expect to be engaged with guy wire like my ex-boyfriend. I went back to the kitchen and retrieved his business bill of fare from my bag. I started at it. Was his promise to double my wage enough to make me consider hard about this ?

All weekend I chopped and changed about what to do. I thought about the sex part various times, each clip ended with me getting defenseless and masturbating. I was getting turned on thinking about it. But it was something that happened on the following Tues that settled it. I got my credit rating calling card command. It was more than my weekly remuneration. I stared at the business plug-in, then my acknowledgment menu notice, then my camber statement. I did that for maybe an minute and then I rang Barry."I would like to acknowledge More about the job. Can I hail and see you tomorrow ?"I asked."Certainly"he said"I am glad you rang. come at 4pm and afterwards we can go to dinner with a client ”. I was shaking. I wanted to ask head and he was arranging a dinner.

The next dawning I rang employment and said I was ill. I spent the remainder of the clip thinking about what to outwear. Fortunately one of my ex-boyfriends had bought a very expensive attire and cap and I showered, put my face on and dressed to impress. I got to Barry's office staff a picayune bit early. I sat in the response area for about 15 minutes before he appeared. During that prison term I was getting looks from the secretary. I got the stamp she knew what I was there for. Barry called me into his business office."My I like that outfit"he said"it is arrant. I mentioned the job is an date for customer. We will accept meetings and then the client is yours. What happens after you leave with him is none of my occupation as long as he is looked after. As I said, dinner, sight-seeing, whatever. It is in your bridge player. Any expenses will be picked up by me and your salary will be as I said, double up what you get now ”.

On my way to his agency I had actually already resolve. My financial position and that tinker's dam credit card bill had basically made the decision for me."OK"I said"let's just see what tonight brings and get hold of it from there ”. He smiled broadly."I promise you Marsha, you will not regret it. By the way, what is your in-between name ?"“ Lisa"I said, somewhat surprised."I think you should use that name in furture. Marsha sounds a little mundane"“ OK"I replied"I guess that gives a newly start ”. We shook hands and headed downstairs to the group meeting room and to run into the node. Just before we got there he said"at the meeting please refer to me as Mr. Maxwell Anderson. It is only Barry when we are alone".