Origin Story Continued

I don't particularly want to advertise the site where I sex work at. From now on I'll refer to them as SW.

Fast forward a coupla years since the timescale of my previous post. I'd love to say I did it cos I was a broke art student, but honestly, even though I went to LCF UAL (mini brag, I'll never not be proud of getting in ha) my course was the only one that was more science than art and I was a terrible student who never went in and eventually failed two years in a row but.. yeah at the time I was a broke student at an art college.

Me and my best mate T moved into this East London 'walls shake in high winds' creative space anti-council tax commune because we were in desperate need of a place that could give us a room each in our budget. They had a gorgeous house cat. Our time there, the residents and our “landlord” Yohan deserve their own blog to be fair. But this ain't about that.

Me and T had previously discussed escorting via SW. I remember sitting on the LCC benches at Elephant and Castle talking the whole issue to death. She was a student there, I probably had loads of time to kill. You could not have found two people more ready to seriously give careers in the sex industry a go.

Well you could. But I don't care about them and neither should you.