Professional photos

How exciting! Within 24 hours of me deciding that OWO is cool with me and that I’ll consider duos and/or couples, I get responses from both the agencies I have contacted. The first one is from someone who signs off as “Mike”, the other from a “Stella”. Mike wants to see me over a coffee, whereas Stella tells me that they are interested but I need to get professional photos done. She recommends someone, but I find the £400 price tag a little steep given that I don’t yet know for sure if they’ll take me on, so once again I turn to trusted ol’ Google which promptly reacts to my search criteria “escort photographers London”.

I figured this needed doing anyway, judging from the Britneys and their online photos on the agencies’ websites, but figured they’d at least see me first. Obviously Mike will, but Stella is more hesitant to accept the non-airbrushed Kim in her white bikini on a beach in Mexico (I’m even sucking my stomach in, but hey). I have to say I’m a little surprised as Mike’s agency seems to have the REALLY stunning girls on its books – Mike’s fillies really do have model looks, and their photos are very tasteful, considering what’s being advertised here. Stella’s troupe of harlots, on the other hand, are very obviously escorts and in most shots boobs are on display, and about a third of the girls are allegedly established porn actresses. I’m not saying I’m more of a Stella girl, I’m really not, but it’ll take some serious posing, a talented photographer and someone with some serious Photoshop skills to earn me a place among Mike’s girls.

But hey-ho. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do, and I book an appointment with a photographer. Escorts and glamour girls are his specialities, and he doesn’t cost the earth – £150 I can live with, and hey, this could be fun. A couple of days later, I invest in some more stockings and suspenders, a corset and a few matching sets of lingerie because the contents of my lingerie drawer aren’t really racy enough, then I grab my sluttiest pair of killer heels and off I go to meet Nigel the escort photographer.

I’d put Nigel in his early fifties, but he could either be younger and has had an unhealthy life or he’s older and has taken care of himself. Hard to say. As we walk in through some gates to a private garden off Bayswater Road, it suddenly dawns on me that no one knows where I am. I’ve covered all this when giving hooking all this thought and have amongst other things advertised on Saafe for a “buddy”, i.e. another escort to be my security and me doing the same for her, making sure someone knows where you are and will check up on you. For this, I simply didn’t think of that. Walking through the gardens, and then up a communal staircase in a residential block, is when it hits me that if Nigel is a psycho this could be the last few steps that I take.

Of course he isn’t. He’s fine. Harmless. He’s friendly, professional and kind. But this was still a very unnecessary risk to take and I’m cursing myself behind the smile I’m firing off at Nigel’s camera as I’m sprawled over a huge four poster bed, wearing a baby blue chemise and fish net stockings.

Included in the £150 is retouching of six shots, and when Nigel e-mails the final photos the following day, I’m really pleased. I send them off to both Mike and Stella, even though I’m seeing Mike in the flesh the next day. Can’t hurt to send the really good pics of Kim. The bikini photo is very nice, but these photos are scorching hot! In the first one I’m on my front on the huge bed in the blue chemise, that Nigel has arranged so that it’s revealing half of my buttocks. I look quite cute and coy, which is something I’m happy with. I can’t see myself pulling off that hardness and aggressive kind of sexiness that the Britneys seem to have perfected. I’m really pleased with the result, and once Nigel has airbrushed me so that my stomach is a little flatter, breasts a little fuller, skin tone even and my teeth several shades whiter, I suddenly look like I belong there on Mike’s website among all the Britneys.

Armed with my professional photos I’m looking forward to my chat with Mike and keen to hear Stella’s feedback.