The girl with the lizard tattoo

Sandy had given herself to me without reservation and I had enjoyed my fill of her delicious and exquisite body. The sexy girl had been an insatiable and skilful lover though her limited experience of fetish sex meant that there was much that I could teach her. I had told her all about my double life and she had said that she wanted to join me and explore her sexuality and her aptitude for sensual encounters and I promised to give her an opportunity to do so real soon.

In fact the chance to live out one of her fantasies arose sooner than either of us had expected. I had worked with Sandy at a local hospital but both of us had tired of the grind of working as a nurse and so I was desperate to do something else. Whilst at the hospital I had enjoyed some steamy encounters with a couple of doctors as well as a patient and from the reaction of the men I knew that I was something special between the sheets.

 I shared a flat with a girl called Jodie and we had become friends and then lovers. It was she who had suggested I join her at Hertfordshire visiting escort services, initially as a receptionist but if I wanted to I could become one of the sexy escorts themselves and enjoy dating clients, providing intimate companionship and a sensual massage on a sexy date. But it had been something else that I had discovered that had really opened the sexual floodgates for me – Jodie had a secret life, a hobby if you will where her motto was ‘anything you desire’ and she would meet up with wealthy men and women to enjoy all sorts of sexual encounters. Jodie had an ability to be whatever her date wanted her to be though she tended to prefer an element of domination when she indulged her hobby. When she was away on a visit to the mountains of Nepal, spending time in a hermitage and seeking inner peace I had inadvertently answered her secret phone and for a while I had pretended to be the sexy blonde escort herself. It had been an exhilarating and eye opening experience and over time I had met with many sex partners and indulged every fantasy one can think of. I discovered that like the busty escort before me I too had an ability to be whatever any man wanted. I had dubbed myself the ‘sexual chameleon’ and had begun to wear clothes adorned with a lizard motif. I had even had a lizard tattoo done on the back of my neck...

Was Sandy cut from the same cloth? I knew the girl had what it takes to provide an outcall escort service but could she join me in indulging my hobby?