He told me he didn't have a shower in his bed sit room and had to rely on washing down at his bathroom sink. I though oh ok here goes "why don't you c...me to my house once you have sold all your BI's and you can use mine" He said thank you and he would like that. I wrote my address and mobile number one piece of paper and told him to text me when he was on his way and that the back door would be unlocked and to let himself in. I did my shopping, aware that I was being watched by all the dirty. Slow songs mostly. Get touchy. Not too aggressive though. Let her know you're in charge, but don't be bossy. And then... Take her for the ride. Important note: Don't be creepy – ever! “Which one for tonight?” I replied to the bartender's question: “Sorry, what?” His grin was bold, yet impertinent. “You're here alone, I see. So you're probably looking for a nookie, I bet.” He got answered by a crooked grin. “I know my regulars. That girl over there, I guess.” I nodded. “I do know my regulars.. "No, it's okay, just give us a rough estimate. Five minutes? One?"Stop this!"Look, both of you," Elena tries, but this time it's Laura who interrupts her."I don't even know what you're talking about." She walks to Elena's desk chair, spins it around so it's facing the bed, and sits. "That's okay though, you probably don't either."Gavin smiles, but it's somehow one of the most unfriendly expressions Elena's ever seen. "So if I'm so stupid, explain to me how long it takes you to see me climbing. Our Punjabi boyfriends were paying us anyways, why not go fulltime. I picked up the yellow pages (business phone directory) and looked under escorts and almost all the ads said always hiring. We called and set an appointment to meet the next day.When we went, we were interviewed by a handsome Italian mid aged guy and he told us about the rules and the funds. We would charge $250 per hour and half of it belonged to us and half to the company. The only rule that they were strict about was that.