As time flies by

I just realized it's been over a year since I've been active on my own blog. Let me tell you: I simply forgot about it.

Tonight I logged on because, in fact, I wanted to create a new blog on a completely different matter. And there it was, in bold letters: Fucking Europe. I have to admit that I had very strong feelings when I read my posts and lived through these experiences and the emotions connected with them again. And what was even a bigger surprise: I noticed I had followers and even some comments. Obviously, there were some people interested in my dirty escapades. And so I decided, it was indeed time for an update. I don't know if anyone will read and comment on this but actually I feel like it will be good for me to write it down, kind of like writing a diary ... or seeing a shrink ;)

So, after my try-out with Francis a couple of days passed and I had another meeting with Paul. Again we were in his beautiful house, sitting in his beautiful garden (being a pimp must be nice), talking about my first time and that I wasn't a "virgin" any longer haha :) Francis had been very positive about the "date" with me, too - so there were no obstacles to get started for real, which means putting myself completely "out there". After picking a nickname for me which was a lof of fun (kind of like creating a secret personality), we scheduled my trip to Germany, so I could meet with the photographer and shoot the pictures for my portfolio. I was SO excited about this. I mean, I have had photo shootings before for some small modeling jobs but this would be a whole day of shooting, only me and the photographer and most of the pictures in underwear or naked, so nothing would be hidden from the camera - all flaws exposed. I tried to prepare myself as good as possible. As I had almost one month until the shoot, I had plenty of time to exercise a lot, go running, swimming and get myself a nice tan. Also, I arranged different outfits that would work nicely.

The night before the shooting was hell - I was so damn excited and I hardly slept. It's funny because before the date with Francis I was relatively relaxed and now these jitters! I felt sick to my bones for hours - until I finally met with the photographer in Germany the next day. But from the moment we shook hands and said Hello, everything was fine again. We discussed the clothes I had brought with me, discussed hair and make up and decided to start with some casual pictures to warm up. We spent the whole day shooting and I have to say (and I'm not exaggerating) that this was one of the most exhausting days in my life. My muscles were sore from all the posing. I had never expected that keeping the right posture would be that important, so all in all in could be compared to a 6 hours intensive Yoga class - with weights and in the sauna :) But it was worth it. At the end of the day, we selected the pictures we liked the most and that were most suitable for the portfolio. The photographer had been doing this a dozen times for Paul already, so he was very helpful and told me what clients were usually looking for in the portfolio.

48 hours later my pictures were online. I have to say that I was very satisfied with them. They had been photoshopped a bit but not as much as I expected. No slimming down of my figure or whatsoever. Sure there were some changes with the light exposure and my skin was made more flawless on the pictures but my body stayed without changes and that was great because I liked it nevertheless and I had been afraid of the results in the first place.

I still remember how I was sitting in front of my computer and staring at my escort profile for hours. Next to other beautiful and sexy women, here I was, one of them. Apart from the pictures, there was a description of myself and, of course, the price list. I was in awe. Back then, I could not believe that someone would pay that money just for a couple of hours with me. Soon I came to realize how it would really feel like.