Author's note: This is the first chapter in a series that will include lesbianism and themes of sex work, with potentially various guest kinks in different chapters depending on the client. Please do not read if such themes offend you.
This is part of the 'Sapphire Lane' universe which is a collection of various series all set on Sapphire Lane, each lesbian related but exploring different kinks.
Chapter 1
On the way home from Ginerva Academy, a private girls' school, Gabbie tagged along with her two friends, Tina and Natasha, to the ice cream parlour on the way home. She was 18 years old, in her final year at school, with dirty blonde hair, an attractive round face with a dimpled smile, and a body (especially her breasts) she was quite proud of, being curvaceous without plumpness as she kept to a routine of home workouts.
Tina was a petite and tanned Brazilian girl with a feisty personality, who had been dating her neighbour Natasha for years, a pretty fair-skinned girl of Italian descent who in contrast was well-behaved and meek. All three were dressed in the school uniform of Ginerva Academy: blue plaid skirt, white blouse, blazer, and tie, with Natasha wearing the optional blue Alice band.
They took a booth together in the corner, and ordered three sundaes, whilst gossiping about other girls and teachers.
"So, when are you going to get yourself a girlfriend Gabbie? Or at least get laid!" Tina asked, and Natasha blushed at the direct question. Gabbie was a virgin, which felt a little weird when decorous girls like Natasha (a little prudish in conversation, and naturally the pet of any teacher) were having regular sex. She definitely wanted to have her first sexual experience, however as sexually enthusiastic as she was, she was equally unromantic, not caring for the idea of dating or making commitments at the current stage in her life.
Tina and Natasha contributed to this outlook, as though they seemed to have a happy relationship, Tina had confessed to Gabbie that she was finding that her girlfriend was becoming a little dull in bed, not having any kinks or fetishes, but just wanting to cuddle and romantically eat pussy without any desire for experimentalism. Gabbie, being open for trying a lot of different things, didn't want to find herself so constrained in a relationship, though she realised the irony that this desire for variety had so far meant her sex life was non-existent.
She shrugged "I told you before, I'm not really looking for a girlfriend at the moment, and guess I just never got the opportunity to have casual sex before..."
"I think it's important you find someone you love before doing any lovemaking. You don't want to have your first experience with a random person..." Natasha suggested, old fashioned for a girl who ate pussy.
"She just needs a good fucking to get her out her rote!" Tina giggled, enjoying teasing her girlfriend by being explicit. Gabbie laughed it off, and the conversation moved on until Tina and Natasha began to playfully feed each other little spoonfuls of their sundaes, with Gabbie feeling a bit of a third wheel. She reached to the booth behind her and took a discarded local paper to flick through, not really expecting there to be much of interest but it was something to do instead of watching the cutesy flirting of the couple.
She was surprised to see a job advertisement that caught her eye.
"Are you an 18- to 24-year-old girl with appreciation for women and a desire to explore your sexuality in a fun and varied way? Whilst earning some money at the same time!
Apply to become an escort at Bianka's Escorting Agency!
No past experience required, just a sense of adventure, willingness to try new things, and a desire to please your fellow women! You will pick what jobs you accept, so shall never be pressured to work when you don't want to. View this more as a paid hobby than a job!"
Then followed the details on how to apply.
Gabbie read the advert over in disbelief. She knew escorting was basically prostitution but more exclusive with wealthy clients, and this seemed to be an agency for just female customers. She would never have thought of it herself, but seeing the advert so soon after bemoaning to herself the lack of sex in her life, things seemed to slot into place. It would give her varied sexual experiences, perhaps even opportunities to try different things if any clients where kinky, but at the very least it'd be a range of different people, rather than just a single person in a monogamous relationship.
The very nature of it meant everyone involved was aware there would be no commitments, just one-night stands. She'd even be paid for it, and suspected the work would be in evenings so would fit around school easily! It seemed like a perfect solution that had come at the perfect time, and Gabbie tore the page out of the newspaper, planning to have another think about it at home and apply if it still seemed a good idea.
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She walked home with Tina and Natasha (who was a real hand holder, seemingly unable to go anywhere with her girlfriend without clutching her hand), all living in Sapphire Lane, a cul-de-sac in a wealthy suburb, full of large, detached houses. She said bye to the girls when they reached their houses, Tina living at number 11 and Natasha next door at number 13 (the left side of the street being odd numbers). Gabbie continued on down the horseshoe shape of the street, her home being number 30 which was just before the roundabout at the end.
At home she re-read the advert for a dozenth time, and though the sensible part of her rejected the idea of being too crazy, the rest of her was intrigued and excited at the thought of working as a lesbian escort. At least submitting her CV would do no harm, as she may not even get a response which would put an end to the idea, or if she did then she could always turn it down if she had changed her mind in the meantime.
The CV that Bianka's Escorting Agency asked for was pretty straightforward, just some personal details, and a handful of photos to be emailed to them with the application. The photos had to be a couple of headshots, then some full body shots. Gabbie stripped down to her underwear then looked through her clothes for a suitable outfit, thinking she wanted something that would show off her body, but still be bit a little classy rather than slutty.
She picked out an orange dress she hadn't worn much but thought it'd be perfect, removing her bra because the dress was spaghetti strap so didn't want it exposing her bra straps, and pulled it on. She smiled as she examined herself in the mirror, the orange dress clinging to the curves of her body tightly with a low-cut front meaning plenty of cleavage was on display with the tight material even revealing a thin outline of her nipples. If she was going out in it she would put on some nipple petals to prevent the outlines from showing, but felt the hint of them was perfect in this situation. The dress went down to her mid thigh, so showed off plenty of leg as well. Overall, Gabbie felt that if this outfit wasn't enough for her to be picked, then nothing else she owned would have been sufficient.
The girl considered putting on some more make-up but decided to keep to her subtle everyday look, wanting her natural beauty to stand out rather than be covered in artificial attractiveness. She did pick out some black high heels to wear, and with those she felt ready to take the pictures.
First she started with the head shots, doing a couple with her smiling prettily then a couple more with a more alluring expression, sexy but demure (or at least that's what she was aiming for!) before moving on to the body shots. She practiced posing a little in front of the mirror, then balanced her phone on her chest of drawers, setting it on a timer to take some snaps as she struck a variety of poses, aiming to show off her chest as much as possible, but also turning around and looking over her shoulder so she would have one photo displaying her ass.
She looked through the photos, picking out several of the best including the one with her ass, and another one she really liked with her arms up behind her head, causing her breasts to be thrust out. She attached these to an email, typing a simple message with the required information, then after a slight pause, clicked send to the address provided on the advert. Would Bianka's Escorting Agency respond? She sure hoped so.
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The rest of the week stretched by, with Gabbie growing a little disheartened she hadn't had any response; being it positive, negative, or just acknowledgement of receipt, but she told herself to be patient as a few days wait wasn't unusual for job applications, and it might be weeks until she got a reply.
On Thursday evening Gabbie had just finished some homework, and was about to switch off her computer to do a bit of reading before bed when she saw she had new mail in her inbox. All through the week she had excitedly clicked whenever new mail came in, always being disappointed when it had been spam, so she wasn't too hopeful when she clicked on her inbox but nearly squealed with excitement when she saw the heading "RE: Bianka's Escorting Agency Application". She was almost too nervous to click on the email encase it was a rejection, but she opened it up and skim read it, jumping up from her chair in delight when she saw she had been invited to an audition. Gabbie couldn't help but dance around the room a little in celebration, before returning to read the email properly.
"Dear Gabbie,
I have reviewed your application and photos, and believe you would be potentially suitable for my agency. If you are still interested in this job, please come to my office (address attached) at 2pm this Saturday for an audition besides other candidates. This will just be to check that you are suitable for the role. It would be great if your wore that orange dress...
If you can't make it on Saturday, please get in touch before to arrange an alternative date.