Sweet Georgia on the mind of the hot Hertfordshire Escort

Debbie sat and listened to Jodie’s stories, the words of the one-time Hertfordshire escort having a strange arousing effect on the young beauty. Her hands felt clammy and her mouth dry as she ached for the scintillating, nubile and erotically enticing Hertfordshire girl yet fretted at the thought of making the first move. Debbie had managed to contain herself so far, but she felt giddy as a schoolgirl and she knew that she was liable to say or do something totally uncool. Up to now though she was surprised by how powerful the crush on her was but had been able to consciously fight her primitive urge to offer herself sexually to the girl once called the ‘best escort in Hertfordshire’ by all who knew her.

Before Jodie had gone on her trip to Nepal to achieve spiritual enlightenment she had been a glamorous regular on the club scene, dressing head to toe in designer gear and lighting up any room she walked in. Her outfits were always sexy and provocative and her confidence was mesmerising. She had once danced on a bar in a club in Clapham and had removed her silk stockings in the sexiest manner Debbie had ever seen. And this was in public! But the sexy Hertfordshire girl before her was a different fruit. She was dressed in the hippy uniform of jeans and a pale white linen blouse. On her feet were leather sandals and she literally wore a ‘flower in her hair’... Yet despite all of this, and even given the hot Hertfordshire girl’s lack of make-up, Debbie had found Jodie even more attractive and desirable and her sexy stories had only served to excite her even more, to the point that all she wanted right now was hot physical sex in Hertfordshire, lusty girl on girl action with the amazingly sexy Hertfordshire girl...

Debbie prepared herself to make a move, figuring that if she rose to get them a couple of glasses of wine that she could attempt a soft kiss on Jodie’s beautiful neck as she put the drinks down. But as she was about to offer to fetch the refreshments Jodie piped up again with a story about the next leg of her journey, and an encounter with two lusty immigration officials...

Jodie had left a heartbroken Ahsen behind to nurse his sorrows with a strong coffee and a puff on his shisha. The Turk had been a fabulous and attentive lover but nothing was going to halt or hinder the cheap Hertfordshire escort’s sexual and spiritual odyssey. Her next stop would be in Georgia and her ferry was departing in under two hours... She so looked forward to getting some shut eye and some peace and quiet in her private cabin on the boat... but it wasn’t to be...