Crossing the Line with an Escort: What I Didn’t See Coming

It’s a strange thing, being an escort. You’re simultaneously the object of someone’s desire and the architect of their fantasy. It’s a role that demands a certain level of detachment, a knack for understanding boundaries, and a keen eye for reading between the lines. I remember one particular client, let’s call him John, who seemed like any other. He was successful, charming, and carried himself with an air of confidence that was both alluring and intimidating. Our interactions were always professional, courteous even, until one night, things took a turn I hadn’t anticipated. <a href="https://medium.com/write-earn-a-beginners-hub-for-writers/crossing-the-line-with-an-escort-what-i-didnt-see-coming-69d76e77cf3b">Click Here</a>