Escort Adriany
Padilla

A couple of weeks ago I was suffocating in my routine. Work was consuming me and my circle seemed like a nuisance. I needed to get away for a weekend. He knew what he wanted. In search of fun, sensuality and warmth, I packed a small suitcase, packed my guayaberas and took the first plane I found to Barranquilla. Why? Because if. For a long time I wanted to meet her and now I could, and I also needed it.

Alexia (fictitious name) is brunette, tall, thin and very attractive, she knows how to express herself, she is eloquent, her good manners are noticeable and her tone of voice is somewhat peculiar. I met her a couple of months ago at university. We didn't see each other in a corridor, we greeted each other with a hello at the same time and continued along the path, then by chance we met again in the cafeteria and that day, having a coffee and a chicken sandwich with ham and cheese and a sad lettuce, I managed to tell me about your life.

They don't call it the oldest trade in the world for nothing: prostitution. Did it arise, perhaps, for pleasure or necessity? Or, perhaps, for both? In the third millennium before our Era, the Mesopotamians and Babylonians worshiped Ishtar, Goddess of love and fertility, through her sacred slaves...