Legalise Prostitution: I found this advert for a modelling job and I replied, I

Posted by a-level on July 15th, 2017

I found this advert for a modelling job and I replied, I was then invited for an interview the following day and I went.
The company was in a little office above a row of shops on the high road, the agency appeared like a half-empty ticket office with a few smartly dressed girls hanging around, you could not guess it wasn’t a modelling company.
At the job interview, the lady who ran the agency asked me a handful of concerns, 1 of which was if I knew what the work really was, I said that I imagined it was modelling and posing but a bit more risqay, she then explained that it was more like a stripper job without having a club setting, I quickly told her that I could not dance, but was ok with that and prepared to learn.
She gave me that job that day and went on to explain that the agency only catered for out-call bookings so I had to come dressed well when I started, I left the office feeling on top of the world.
On my very first day a few days later, I wore my nicest dress, new lingerie and left my house to go to work as an erotic entertainer (so I thought).
When I reached the office, the woman told me that I had a few bookings lined up and I should go with the driver and shouldn’t mess it up.On my first booking the driver took me to this block of flats and told me that he would be waiting for me outside when I was ready to go.
I had been given the customers name and address at the office so I left the car feeling nervous but fired up at the all at once. Like I was told at the office, the man paid me £100 as soon as I walked in and that felt fantastic all I needed to do now was earn it in an hour, he led me to his bedroom talking gibberish then he groped me and started to take my clothes off, I pulled away and told him I just wanted to entertain him, but we could not kiss: he then took off his trousers and began masturbating, THAT’S WHEN I JOINED THE DOTS… for a split second I didn’t know what to do, I told him it was a mistake and I couldn’t have intercourse with him due to the fact that I was on my days, I sat there looking at the man masturbate for about 5min and I felt gross, photographs of his wife and children on the bedroom walls and I was shaking with anger and fear. I excused myself to go to out and went straight to the car, I asked the driver to quickly drive me to the store as I needed to get something, when I got out of the vehicle at the store, I walked through a corridor to the back streets, jumped into a taxi and went back home, I never went back to the agency after that and they never called to find out what happened, I kept the £100 the man had given me didn’t feel any guilt for keeping it.