They went splendidly…

Vixxen made arrangements for a hotel room for a week and flew to London.

She had three interviews scheduled and had no real idea what would be expected. Before her first interview, at a lunch meeting at a nice restaurant in London, Vixxen took a warm bath, got in a yoga workout and a good stretch, and had a glass of wine to calm her nerves.

She dressed well, in a form fitting skirt and blouse with a cute vest, with modest heels and a matching handbag.

The meeting was at a restaurant that served fine Italian food and that suited Vixxen. When she arrived two men greeted her by name, welcoming her to London.

They all shook hands and sat, and they had an interview the sort of which she was not prepared for. She had been expected to have sex or suck dick for nearly every job she had ever had as an adult, and Vixxen had stretched in preparation for that. But that is not what happened.

These men were smartly dressed, and were very polite with her. They spoke in clean English, businessmen who did not use a lot of slang, and Vixxen just concentrated on speaking as cleanly as she could. Thankfully she had lived in different parts of the USA and did not have any real overpowering accent.

“So I can see that the pictures you sent were not a lie love,” one of them said after they exchanged pleasantries. “You look just like your photographs, you are what, twenty four?”

“Twenty three actually, I will turn twenty four in six months, give or take a bit,” she replied with a smile.

They spoke briefly about her education background, and family history, specifically any children, siblings or spouses, and she told them it was just her. An only child to two deceased parents, with an recent ex husband.

They spoke about her fitness and her diet at some length, and she explained how she loved yoga and classical dance, as well as lifting in the gym.

“Yoga can help to keep you balanced, and keep you flexible and strong. I still keep up with dance, I did that to stay in the right mental shape for exotic dancing,” which she had to explain was like dancing as they would call it in the UK.

“The gym is where you truly build your body, and it is where I work out any frustrations I have with life,” she replied. “You just add calories and protein and use the weights in the right way to make your body look like you want it to.”

As for diet, she explained the diet she normally consumed, high protein, low fat, and generally not too much sugar. Lots of egg whites, healthy fish and chicken, not much red meat, and no sodas.

The two men had a dessert, but Vixxen didn’t recognize anything healthy and passed, and they invited her back to their office. They shared a black cab to an office not far away. The taxi was small, and they had to sit close, but it didn’t bother Vixxen.

She expected to have to fuck the two men in the office, but that did not happen. An older woman and beautiful blonde woman about Vixxen’s age we’re waiting, and they had a backdrop with good lighting and a camera waiting on a tripod.

“We mean no offense darling, but we need to see that the body shots were accurate, we need to take some fairly intimate photographs.”

Vixxen did not complain, looking around for a place to undress, and the older woman walked her to another room, and handed her a robe to wear, “down to the undergarments please.” She said as she exited the room.

Vixxen had worn a very nice matching set of laced panties and a bra, and stripped down to them and walked back out in the robe.

They had some paperwork to sign, where they agreed that the pictures were for internal and evaluation use only. Any photoshoots done for the site would come later.

When she took her place in front of the camera and they said they were ready she removed the robe and watched their eyes widen.

They saw a lot of beautiful women, and she was one of the most beautiful they saw.

There was a long pause, before the older of the two men coughed in his hand and motioned to the older woman behind the camera, who had been somewhat dumbstruck. She then started asking for poses and taking pictures.

“Are you willing to pose nude for us? In good light it is the best way to judge your body darling, we will also need to take some measurements.”

Vixxen consented and removed her bra and panties, and stood before the four people completely naked. Years of dancing on stage had made her quite comfortable naked, and since things went bad with her husband, she had been quite devoted to her fitness. She was in the best shape she had been in for some time.

The younger woman approached her with wide eyes, looking at a piece of paper, “darling you are listed as having implants, and those seem a bit large for your body type and fitness level, but I can’t tell, they look real. May I touch your breasts?”

“Help yourself,” Vixxen replied, and the young blonde approached and began to gently squeeze Vixxen’s breasts. She lifted them and watched them fall, pushed them from side to side, then began looking in and around Vixxen’s nipples for scars.

Vixxen lifted her arm, “up here darling,” showing her the scars.

“Properly done,” the young woman replied. “That is an exquisite set of implants gentlemen.”

They told Vixxen she could get dressed, and she put her undergarments back on and then got fully dressed. And when she came out they were ready to talk business.

“Obviously your pictures and videos were quite recent, we had to be sure though,” the older man began. “But we would love to work with you, do you know how this works?”

Vixxen smiled, “I knew how it worked back in the USA, and it was difficult with law enforcement. And I had to…well interview was very different.”

The older man frowned, “a common practice here sadly, shagging the talent. Do not do business with anyone who requires that darling, you are a professional providing a service, we are professionals providing a complimentary service. It should require nothing more, and never will with us.”

They discussed rates, as well as the lengthy list of services Vixxen said she would provide, and the young blonde commented on how extensive the list was.

Vixxen mentioned being open minded, and the young woman asked if she was bisexual.

“I have been for quite some time, I enjoy women,” Vixxen replied.

The young blonde asked about threesomes, ffm, mfm, fff, did she do all of them?

“Well I have done all of them, is that a common request here?”

They asked about cum on face, cum in mouth and swallow. Was she sure? Those were the most common requests, and beautiful cum swallowing escorts typically worked a lot. She would likely swallow cum from two or three men every day she worked. It would be a lot.

“I like cum, I really do,” Vixxen replied. “Nothing on that list is something I haven’t done, and most of it are things I enjoy.”

The older woman replied to her, what was it she didn’t enjoy? This life was hard enough, no need to do things you don’t like.

“Well I didn’t want to talk myself out of a job, but I don’t like anal very much, and water sports is not my thing.”

The older man replied quickly, telling her to strike them from the list. They planned to do business with her for a long time, it would be better if the experience was good for Vixxen.

Everyone was in agreement, and they offered to list her on their site. Vixxen mentioned that she had interviews with other sites and the older man assured her that she was welcome to advertise on multiple sites if she wanted to. If a site asked for exclusivity, they would pay her more, but that wasn’t likely at first.

Vixxen asked about how long she could stay in England, and they told her as a US citizen she could stay for six months, after that it might be difficult. A work visa wasn’t likely to be granted for sex work, so she would have a hard time providing services for longer than six months.

“That being said, there are options Vixxen,” the older man continued. “We know people willing to request a skilled labor visa for a cost, and those last long enough to go through the proper channels and be a per enact resident, even to move toward British citizenship if you desired to,” he said very politely.

“And there is always marriage,” he continued. “You can get a visa as the spouse of a UK citizen, and these can be extended and after five years you can apply for permanent residence.”

He paused, “but obviously there is a cost to be paid for that marriage, you might have to marry someone you might find otherwise objectionable,” he continued.

“And I would have to fuck him right?” Vixxen replied in a soft tone.

“Him or her, gay marriage is quite legal in the UK, but yes, sex is normally a part of the deal darling,” he replied very politely. “There are only so many ways to stay in another nation legally. And you staying here illegally could be a problem, as you will be somewhat prominent in terms of publicity.”

They shook on it, and Vixxen agreed to come back and sign some papers and get some photoshoots and a video done for their site.

Coming back over legally would happen with the UK government, and the men offered to help her find an apartment in or around London when she got back into town.

Vixxen left, feeling good at having a good paying job in an exciting new city. Now she could enjoy the day, and get ready for an interview the next day for another site.

She went on a site seeing tour, then had dinner at a nice restaurant near her hotel and got to bed early, looking forward for the next day.