This interview goes a bit better.

The last interview went quite a lot better than the second one. She met two men in a private office, but nobody tried to fuck her. They did have her strip and looked closely at her naked, and had a long discussion on services she would perform, they were looking for something specific.

They asks a lot of questions on what she offered, and what she might be willing to add to the list for a demanding set of clients.

The third site catered to a more kinky subset of customers. Heavy on BDSM, sub/dom, watersports, bukkake, orgies, gloryholes and **** fantasy fulfillment. They also mentioned **** fantasy fulfillment, and when Vixxen asked for specifics the two men in the room seemed uncomfortable, but were honest with her.

It was pretty much exactly what it sounded like, white customers who wanted to play out a fantasy of having a black **** for pleasure, in the manner of the old **** trade. Not a BDSM thing, far worse.

Vixxen was polite, but declined. The money offered was good, a bit better than the first site offered, but this could not just be about money.

Also the last interview was different in that they offered no advice or support with visa status. Staying in country and available was on the escort’s side of things, and they were not concerned if she was in country legally or not.

So Vixxen called the first site back and accepted, and they brought her in for another meeting where she signed some contracts declaring her intent to work with them. They asked for exclusivity for a year in exchange for helping her with immigration and lodging, and she accepted.

For that time she would not advertise on any other sites. On their end the promised to give her a push on the website, featuring her prominently.

They agreed to a photo shoot at video series to be made before she flew back to the states to see to her affairs, and told her they would arrange for a nice flat in Soho, a centrally located neighborhood that was something of an entertainment district with a history of being something of a red light district.

They then discussed long term residency.

The first six months for a US citizen was no big deal, but staying past that could be difficult.

They couldn’t try to cheat and get her a skilled worker visa, as the last thing they wanted was the wrong kind of law enforcement attention.

The easiest path to staying in England long enough to become a permanent resident was to marry a British citizen, and stay with them for five years to satisfy immigration. Then if she wanted she could apply for citizenship if she wanted to stay long term.

Vixxen’s marriage to Mason was now officially over, so that was not a problem, but there was a wait coming for her to be able to stay in the UK.

Vixxen had to apply three months before her time in England would begin, at least, and there were some procedural hassles to contend with. The site she was going to work with had some ability to help, as some people in the UK Home Office were customers and were friendly to the services they provided.

Vixxen was to head home to New York and settle her affairs, and then come back in two weeks when the flat would be ready.

She then went for a blood and hair screen for any sort of **** or STDs, another test which would regularly be performed. This test was conditional for employment, but Vixxen understood the safety concern.

She said her goodbyes and enjoyed a night out in London before returning to New York.

Andrew was disappointed. He had enjoyed their time together quite a lot and had fallen for her, and acted like an idiot over it. At least in Vixxen’s view of it.

It had been more or less transactional for her, and she had been working towards a goal the entire time, and wasn’t really worried about much else. As far as Vixxen was concerned Andrew was a nice guy who had been paid for a service and who had enjoyed quite a lot more, including Vixxen’s body as a part of it.

As awkward as it was, the two weeks flew by. Vixxen sold or gave away everything she wasn’t bringing with her.

She was required to maintain a US address for the sake of immigration, and she called on her old friend Nikki for help. As much as Nikki didn’t want her friend to leave the states or work as an escort, it wasn’t her place to stop her.

Vixxen dropped by Nikki’s house for a few days and caught up before flying back to London. As far as she was concerned, for good.

Vixxen made her way back to New York to catch a flight back to the UK, and flew into London for a brand new adventure.

A new country, and a new start. A place thousands of miles from the pain of her past, a place that treated the profession she was now in with respect.

Vixxen looked forward to the possibilities, she had hope. Her 25th birthday was coming up, she had a lot of life left to live. She hoped the next years would be less tumultuous than the more recent years.