When I first joined London escorts, I used to think that I was one of the sexiest girls at the escorts in London agency. As a matter of fact, I knew that I was one of the sexiest girls at the agency that I worked for. I loved my job and to be honest, I let my work dominate my life. Before I knew it I lived and breathed for working. It was divine madness in a sense and I could not switch off my mood at all.
After I had been with London escorts for about six years I realised that you can do well working for a London escorts. I had managed to buy two apartments in London from my London escorts earnings. One apartment that I lived in, and the other that I rented out. It was going to be my retirement plan. The only problem was that I was so addicted to being the sexy me I was at London escorts that I had no thoughts about giving up on escorting.
Most of the other girls I worked with at London escorts started to cut down on their working hours after about three years at the escort agency, and after about five years, they normally moved on and did something different. Of course, working all of those late nights which you need to work when you make your living with London escorts takes its toll. After about ten years with the escort agency in London, my looks were fading but it was something which I largely ignored and just carried on dating.
One day, as I was on my way into to start my London escorts shift, I stopped for a moment and really looked at myself in the mirror. I certainly did not look as good as the girl I had an image of in my mind, and it all came as a bit of a shock. I sank down to the floor as I realised why I was getting a lot fewer dates at London escorts. It was clear that I was not such a sex bomb anymore and I actually looked a bit like a MILF.
That night I did not go into London escorts, and the next day, I phoned my boss up and told him that I was retiring from London escorts with immediate effect. I felt so down and knew that I had overstayed my welcome at the escort agency in London. It took me a couple of weeks, but I eventually realised I had to do something about my situation. After a few weeks of intense beauty therapy, dietary changes I started to look a lot better, and feel a lot better. I did a nail training course, and today I am working as nail technician in East London, and I feel a lot better about myself. You can have too much of a good thing, and sometimes you just need to catch up with yourself.