first kiss.

This is an introduction of sorts.

I haven't found the right words to say nor the right structure to put them in. But my desire to share a bit about my double life is too strong for me to continue stumbling across the first few sentences.

My primary life is that of a student in France. Most days are filled with courses and studying. Sometimes I find time for more enjoyable things like pleasure reading, cooking, and drinking a nice, cold rosé. 

My secondary life is that of a high-class escort. I still haven't decided whether I prefer escort or call girl. While they both mean the same thing, in my mind, they are always at competition for "classier title." In any case, I'm not in the business of just accompanying clients, if you know what I mean. Most men desire more than a pretty face when they are paying more than just the price of your cocktail.

Only two people in the world know about my illicit activities: my ex-boyfriend and my best gay friend. Without them, I would undoubtedly suffer from this pressure. Keeping a secret like this is already difficult enough, but having friends to listen and understand makes it easier.

But honestly, talking it out is not enough for a creative mind. 

Hopefully this doesn't evolve into navel-gazing. I'll be doing more pussy-gazing anyways.

So here you have it: Coco's exploration into the art of pleasure.