Confessions of a wannabe call girl

In one of those deep & meaningful chats that so often crop up between my best girlfriend & myself we laid out our future life plan. If my choice of degree course fails & as a graduate of musical theatre, she finds herself without work we plan to start up our own escort service. I think we use the word escort to make it seem all the more above board - i guess escort to prostitute is what exotic dancer is to stripper. Surprisingly (or i guess not if you think about it) prostitution is legal in this country altho advertising your services is not hmm. . . im sure there is sum kind of corner we can cut there! & yes we have dun our research! Our reasoning is our morals aren't all that high after all & the money is fantastic. We will buy a flat (boudeiour!) in London conduct the business from there & live in the lap of luxury - sounds easy doesn't it. I guess thats minus the drugs, potential danger from customers & health risks. Trouble is all the media potrayal of escorts recently has promoted the sex industry - i mean who wudnt want to be Billie Piper from 'confessions of a call girl' she looked damn hot in it. Well who doesn't have a back up plan/ Plan B for if everything goes tits up in life - this is ours.