Ann Canta

Great Britain, London, nowadays. Benedict Terrington, a professor at London university, runs an escort agency. But it`s not that simple. No one in his agency is interested in just banging the casual girl. There are certain rules here. 'Never dealing with the psychological problems, never lecturing client, never doing anything but s*x'. But, despite these rules, the girls who meet Mr Terrington, become absolutely changed somehow. So what`s the secret? 'She told me that she had never felt so good,’ he said with pain in his voice, losing his whole fuse again, ‘has never been so good as with you.’ After a long pause, he raised his eyes and looked at Benedict. Benedict looked at him without a trace of pity or sympathy. ‘Yes, I can believe it,’ he said. ‘But I also know that this is not only about what I did, but first of all, about what she wanted. I just helped her to see it.' ‘How can you feel so comfortable selling your body?’ Straightening upright in an armchair and setting aside the cup, he rapped out. ‘I am not selling my body,’ Benedict didn’t react at all to this flash, as if not noticing it. ‘I do what I like.’ 'Euphoria comes when you jump into it, trusting in full, and understand – that is freedom.'