Confidante: The Escort
Lilliana AndersonYou thought I was shocked when I found out that my mother in law used to work in a brothel! Imagine my surprise when she told me that after she got out of there she decided to return to work in the sex industry.But this time - she wanted to go where the money was, she wanted to be an Escort.Follow Angelien, a now retired Sydney sex worker, in this true story, as she breaks boundaries when she insists of becoming an escort in her mid 30s, proving to everyone that a mature lady can be a very successful and sought after woman in an industry dominated by youth.
excerpt“Do you know what I’d like you to do? I’d like you to sit on the bed and watch me try on clothes and tell me what you think, won’t that be fun?” he asked while batting his false eyelashes at Angelien, causing her to think of southern belles.“Of course. I’d love to see you in some other things Jacqueline. I love your choice of clothes – it’s like a fashion store in here!”“They’re all designer labels too. A friend of mine is an international model and she gets me clothes from some of the fashion shows. Whatever fits her, fits me. I’m such a lucky girl!” He clapped his hands gleefully as he bounced his way towards one of the racks of clothes.For the next 30 minutes, ‘Jacqueline’ tried on outfits and asked Angelien’s opinion on what earrings went with each outfit, the best colour lipstick to match and which shoes he should be wearing. Whenever he took off a dress Angelien could see that he had a massive hard on which he would unobtrusively rub in between changes.When he had on what he thought was his most flattering outfit he turned to Angelien. “Well Diana, I’d like to thank you for helping me with my fashion dilemmas,” he cooed, moving closer to her and lowering his lashes seductively. Sitting beside her on the bed, he reached his hand up and gently touched the side of Angelien’s face and leaned in close, dropping the falsetto he’d been using and in a gruff whisper said. “Now, if you just lie back on the bed I’ll give you the best tongue lashing you’ve ever had. I bet you’re all hot and wet from watching me change clothes, you’re just wishing you could look as good as me.”Angelien really wanted to respond with ‘And you wish you had a pussy like me’ but knew that comment wouldn’t be appropriate in this situation. So instead, she did what she always did – she hummed appreciatively and leaned back on the bed, while he gently lifted her feet and pushed her thighs apart.
About the Author
Australian born and bred,
Lilliana Anderson has always loved to read and write considering it the best
form of escapism that the world has to offer. Besides writing Angelien's
biographical trilogy, she also writes contemporary romance and drama all based
around Aussie characters.
When she isn't writing she is a wife, and a mother to four children. She has worked in a variety of industries and studied humanities before transferring to commerce/law at university.
She currently lives a fairly quiet life in suburban Melbourne.
When she isn't writing she is a wife, and a mother to four children. She has worked in a variety of industries and studied humanities before transferring to commerce/law at university.
She currently lives a fairly quiet life in suburban Melbourne.
