Being Brazilian is not easy – especially not if you don’t come from a rich family. And this is exactly my story. At sixteen, I was brought over to Liverpool to find a job as a model. I’m beautiful, fair-skinned, and tall. I have the same genes that made a lot of Brazilians popular in the international fashion scene. However, I wasn’t as lucky as they are.

To make the long story short, I wasn’t able to haul any permanent modelling job. I was able to make a few bucks here and there, with the help of my agent, but it was barely enough to eke a living. For two years I auditioned and participated at numerous modelling searches in the hope of finally getting that big break. It didn’t come and I’m broke.

At 18 I was introduced to the controversial world of Liverpool escort service. At first I was adamant. I didn’t come to the UK to be an escort. But with my finances down and the fact that I’m in a foreign land with nobody to turn to, bad things had definitely meddled with my head. So I accepted the job as a Liverpool escort. After a few dates, I was curious why I can’t get as many appointments as my contemporaries are. All I get is a client or two every week, while the others work four to five times a week.

I looked at myself and that’s when I decided to strike gold. Since I’m already into this deep, I want to be the best. The pay is great by the way and the job isn’t as frustrating as modelling. That’s when I went to the doctor to have my bust done. After two works done on by breast, I became a 34D. That’s when male clients started pouring in. Sensual, young, and busty – who could ever beat a 19-year old girl in this lucrative business?