Chapter 2This was the hardest part of my job. Picking out my outfit, choosing the right makeup and underwear, even what perfume to wear. Everything had to be just perfect. I mean, if you were paying five thousand pounds for something, you’d want it to be perfect too, wouldn’t you?
I jumped in the shower, washed my hair, and exfoliated every inch of my body before I double checked that everywhere that should be hairless, was. Then, fresh as a new-born babe and feeling like I’d scrubbed my skin off, I headed into the bedroom to dry my hair.
The mirror was my best friend. I couldn’t live without one. There were mirrors in every room of my apartment. Not because I was vain, but because I had to always look my best for my clients. You didn’t get paid the amount of money that I did if you were
