I remember well my very first experience of hiring an escort. I was a very young nineteen year old at the time and although most of my peers had girlfriends of some description I had never managed to keep one for more than a couple of weeks and worse still, I had never got past a first kiss. It seemed the obvious thing to do at the time. What better way to get the sexual experience I longed for and needed than to call one of the escorts in Nottingham that were advertising their services on postcards left in various public telephone boxes?
Her name was Sandy, or at least that was what she said her name was. She was probably about thirty years old at a guess and she had the most amazing big blue eyes. She spoke very quietly when she first introduced herself and appeared to be quite shy.