Stories of Blonde Escorts

A little perspective with a Blonde Escort 
I felt a sudden urge to touch her slightly parted lips, but I resisted because I knew she was sleeping and I didn't know how she would react if she was awakened.

Found Friendship in a Blonde Escort
He found it kind of funny and he found it kind of sad, that this beautiful woman that he had decided to spend the night with, was nobody more than an escort. He knew it was no justification for him, spending the night with an escort just so that he could make the pain a little less,

Interpretations of my Blonde Escort
 I did not know where I was headed with her. I knew there was no reason for me to be scared in any way, I was paying her and it was her job to find us a place we could be in private together. I was being led ahead by a beautiful blonde escort and I couldn't believe that I was almost dying of nervousness.

Pretending to be a Blonde Escort
She could see he was obsessing over her blonde hair, she knew she was only an escort to him; but she knew she would have to find a way to tell him she is not who he thinks she is- an escort!

A Memory to Forget of a Blonde Escort
He could recall her blonde hair perfectly, those fine curling strands that framed her face like a halo against the bright light she stood before. The bright red lipstick that she had worn that day had managed to catch a few strands of that blonde hair on her lips, and she had let them stay stuck to her lips as she had spoken to him.

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