I have longish streaked blonde hair and my goal is to always develop and improve my feminine elegance.My friends tell me I possess a very strong belie...vability in my appearance as a young woman. I think it is due to the constant experimentation and hours of practice that I joyfully spend in front of my mirrors. I have over two dozen size three through seven dresses. People seem to always say that I look great in them!My personal pride and my well-practiced self-assurance help to make my ventures. This was the best part of my day, as she was always wide awake in the morning and managed to wake me up before school. I walked out of my yard and along the side walk till I was at her front gate. It was cold this morning, and being winter and snowy, there was a lot of snow on the ground. I rang the door bell and waited for a bit before ringing it again. No one answered and as I was about to ring it again, a snowball hit me in the side of the head. “What the-“I heard laughing and smiled as. Her tongue went into his mouth, and she was giving him an adult kiss, instead of the "little boy" kisses that she usually gave him. Her hand was flat on his chest, and she felt his heartbeat getting faster and faster. His hand was on her shoulder, and she told him, "Go ahead and feel my breast, if you want." His hand slipped down to cup her breast, and she kissed him, again. This time she slipped the shoulder to one side, and exposed her breast to him. "Now you can feel it better, or even suck. I know I’ve never really divulged any information about my job or anything but it’s a lucrative business and one which I think you’d be amazing at.” “Go on?” “It’s simple really, be an escort.” I scoffed; escorts were just a nicer way of saying prostitute and a legal title that won’t slap you with a jail sentence or community service. “It’s the same goddamned thing,” I strained. “It’s far from the same as a prostitute, you haven’t even let me finish. You wouldn’t just be any old escort,.