To get started, I searched the Internet and found an escort service web site used by many girls in my area. I liked the looks of it so I thought I’d...give it a try.I’m a 25 year old woman and I have confidence in my looks. My profile photo show’s me lying on my back, legs bent up. I’m wearing thongs have long dark hair, slim body, size 32A breasts. My face is hidden.I’ve been contacted many times in the 6 months that I’ve been signed up for. Not only have I earned cash but feel much better about. Many of the men at the party were envious of me having you as my date, the women were jealous of you and the looks you were receiving from their dates. I was wearing a nicely tailored suit. White button up shirt and Black tie completed my look for the evening. There was a live band and we danced well into the evening and morning. When we left the party and started driving home down I-5 around 1 am. I was driving and you were in the passenger seat next to me. I had my had resting on your left. This particular Saturday morning I was ready to do some shopping but the Ford wouldn’t cooperate. The battery was dead, I hadn’t left the lights on so I knew it was just flat dead. I was sitting there wondering what to do when a Ford pickup pulled in behind me and a large (fat) guy got out and asked if I had a problem. ‘Yeah, dead batt.’ I said.‘Load it into the back, We’ll go up and get a new one. Saw you from down the street. Thought you might need help. Oh, by the way, my name’s. Dad ordered coffee and said Bell and I could share the shake. That was kind of silly since Bell doesn't eat or drink. I have always done the eating and drinking for both of us. Anyway, while we were waiting, Dad said he had something to tell me. I didn't know what it was but I was sure it was going to be about mom.Dad began by saying that what he had to say was very important but he wasn't sure if I was old enough to hear it or if he should be the one to tell me. He said it was something I.