The Bar Story
I really never dreamed that I would end up working as an Escort. Now don’t get me wrong here it is not that I am saying the job is bad or anything it is just that I come from a very respectable family and always thought I would end up working at a bank or accountants but never as an escort.
Mind you I was very promiscuous when I was a teenager and thought the best way to a guys heart was by un zipping his flies but as I got older I realised that was just the way to his wallet and a good time. Still when I first thought of the idea as working as a Escort I had in my mind that I would just do it for a few months and then go away travelling and hopefully think of what I wanted to do with my life. That has always been my number 1 problem is I have never really had a plan for life I have just kind of coasted through it without going into any deep thought process about where and how and why.
So I have been working for over a year now and still have no idea what I want to do, I have wasted lots of the money on clothes and shoes and bags and going out partying and i still never have any money left. I really needed to decide what to do with myself and just when I had given up hope I met Adam, He was so cool as he worked behind the bar and had a real air of arrogance about him but I was always attracted to those sort of men anyway. We were soon dating and it worked well as he was the bar manager and so worked most nights and I worked as well so the time we had together was passionate and exciting and we had sex in every part of the bar when it was closed or sometimes not. We were having a great time together and then Adam told me that his dream was to have his own cocktail bar and he would love it if I would help him run it. We stayed up late that night talking about what it would look like and how we would deishn the interior and the staff and layout almost everything we went through together.
The next day my head was still buzzing and I decided that this would be a great opportunity for me to throw myself into and really got excited about it, we met the next day and decided that we would need around £100,000 to start and we could borrow the rest from a bank. Adam had just over ?50,000 and told me that he would have the rest in 2 years time so it was a plan with a goal. I told him that I could get that cash together in 6 months but I would have to work hard and we would not see much of each other, Adam was not happy about this but agreed and so I started to work as much as possible and sure enough in 6 months I had the cash saved up in my safety deposit box.
We agreed to meet at the bank on the Friday and take it straight to Adam’s bank so we could apply for the loan, Adam came down with me and as I gave him the large bag to carry as we walked out side he lept into a black BMW and that was the last I ever saw of him?