Tuesday, 8 April 2008

ASIAN MUSLIM WHORE REVEALS ALL. QUOTES EQUATIONS TO HORNY WELL HEELED HENRY'S

Being a hooker is summing I love
Shock confession of maths prodigy who turned to life of vice
J L Spencer
MATHS genius turned hooker Sufiah Yusof reveals how she drives men wild... by reciting EQUATIONS to her clients as they have sex.
Watch her sexy videoshoot and interview
And the Asian beauty defiantly claims that selling her body for up to £1,000 a time provides her with a far more glamorous life than she ever dreamt of when she went to Oxford University aged just 13.
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"My clients love the fact that I can stimulate their minds AND their bodies," she boasts in a shockingly frank interview.
"And I don't believe my education has been wasted—in fact I usually take problem sheets with me to solve before appointments."
Sufiah decided to CONFESS ALL after we revealed how the former child prodigy was working as a £130-an-hour prostitute while studying for a masters in economics.
It is the latest heartbreaking twist to a life that seemed so full of promise—but went tragically wrong when she cracked under the pressure of her bullying father's cruel academic regime and fled university at 15.
Eight years on, he is now in jail for sexually assaulting two girl pupils and Sufiah has somehow convinced herself that her seedy new career is the answer to all her problems.
"People think escorting is sleazy and terrible but I don't see it like that," she says. "I've always had a high sex drive—and now I'm getting all the sex I want—and guys are much better in bed with an escort than a girlfriend.
"I have men who are thrilled about my passion for mathematics. In fact one made me recite equations while he pleasured me, then I gave him oral sex while he chatted about algebra. It drove him wild."
And brainbox Sufiah has worked out that subtracting your respectability to become a prostitute can equal big money.
"I have a nice life and I am in control," she says. "I hate this stereotype society has of escorts being exploited. It is so far from the truth.
"My clients treat me like a princess. One guy I see in London took me shopping on Bond Street. He bought me a beautiful black Gucci dress for £700 and then took me to Selfridges and told me to pick any handbag I liked."
She chose a £600 Gucci clutch. "I'm a Primark and Topshop girl normally! I felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman.
"Later that night we went for dinner. I wore my Gucci dress and sexy lingerie and took great pleasure in peeling it off for him later on back at his hotel."
Sufiah was working as an administrative assistant earning £ 16,000 a year in Manchester when an escort agency boss approached her in a bar four months ago. She'd run up debts of £3,500 in rent arrears and credit cards.
And she was still haunted by her hellish childhood—subjected to her father Farooq's Accelerated Learning Technique where she studied maths day in day out in rooms kept freezing cold to improve her concentration.
So the big rewards the agency boss promised seemed more than tempting. "I have studied so intensely for so many years I wanted to have fun," she says.
She can't see the sordid side of prostitution—and instead likens herself to Belle De Jour—the saucy hooker played by Billie Piper in the TV drama.
"I'd read Belle De Jour's Diary of a London Call Girl and was fascinated," she said. "When this immaculate lady in a designer suit asked if I had ever considered escorting, I found it appealing.
"I went home, researched agencies on the internet and found one I thought looked professional. I sent them photographs and they put me on their site." A couple of days later Sufiah was offered her first client. She recalls: "I felt quite nervous but excited too. I slipped on some black lace underwear and stockings and suspenders and a dress, and just though, ‘Wow, this is thrilling.'
"He was waiting for me at the bar of the Hilton. I expected him to be older but when I saw him he was lovely.
"He was only in his late 20s, tall and handsome. I thought, ‘I can't believe I'm getting paid to have sex with this man.'
"I'd have been thrilled if he chatted me up in a bar. We had a drink then went upstairs to his room and had fantastic sex. I left that night feeling totally elated having had an amazing time with £250 in my purse." Since then, she has built up a base of regular rich clients and sees between five and ten men each week. Her sugar daddies have treated her to fabulous clothes, designer bags, trips on yachts and even helicopter rides.
Sufiah, whose interview can be seen on video at notw.co.uk, brags that she can earn more than £1,000 in a night by having dinner with a client and staying over. "It's like they want to rescue me. One man asked me how much I earned a year. I said £60,000. He told me, ‘I'll pay that amount straight into your bank and buy you a flat and you can be my mistress.'
"But I don't want that because I'm happy doing what I do. Now I wonder if I could go back to a normal relationship, where you watch EastEnders and have boring sex. I've got used to being treated like a princess."
It is as if she has run away from reality—just as she ran away from university and her father's dominance at 15.
Sufiah becomes solemn and subdued when she talks of her upbringing. "As I grew older I began to clash with my father," she says. "He was violent on occasions. Because he pushed me so far academically, I became more confident for a girl of my age. I grew up too quickly.
"From 11, I was studying maths all the time. I didn't have any friends. I wasn't in the Brownies. My father said they didn't teach Muslim values. I hardly ever played with other children."
She passed her maths A level aged 12 and started at St Hilda's College, Oxford. "It was an amazing place but I was too young. By the time I was 15 I wanted to be in control of my life. I fought back."
Sufiah sparked a two week nationwide police hunt when she ran away instead of going home at the end of term, saying she'd "had enough of 15 years of physical and emotional abuse". Her father claimed she had been kidnapped and brainwashed by members of a socialist organisation.
But now, speaking about it for the first time, Sufiah says: "I couldn't bear the thought of going home so I ran away. I'd saved up £200 and found a hostel in London for £14 per night. After a week I moved to a hostel in Bournemouth. I knew I could survive on my own."
When she was found in an internet cafe, Sufiah refused to go home and was placed in foster care by Bournemouth social services. She says: "I stayed with two families who were very good to me. My mum and dad would call me and ask me to go home—but I didn't want to."
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Her 50-year-old father is now in jail for 18 months after being convicted of sexually assaulting two 15-year-old girls he taught at his home in Coventry.
When Sufiah reached 18 she returned to Oxford to continue her studies—and fell in love with fellow student Jonathan Marshall. They married a year later but it barely lasted a year.
"At the time I thought we would be together forever, but we married too young and grew apart," she says.
After the split she moved back to London where she taught maths in the evenings to make ends meet. Then six months ago she moved to Manchester—and stumbled across her new career. "I'm still only young and I can't decide what I want to do," she says. "My escort work provides me with a fabulous life.
"I still enjoy learning and I find it puts me in the right frame of mind for an intelligent conversation with my clients." But she admits not all her sexual encounters work out. "At the end of the day you don't have to sleep with a client if you don't want to. I've done that twice now. Both men were young and very nervous. I just left.
"The dullest client I've ever had was a rich man who talked about cars all night. It was really, really boring."
Sufiah is well aware she could easily find a job in the City where she could match her £60,000 a year sex earnings.
But she said: "I don't want to take anything away from people who do jobs like that but it's not for me. I have a nice life. I don't want for anything."
Her mother Halimahton is now divorcing jailed Farooq and is desperate for her daughter to get in touch with her. "I was shaking when I found out what had become of her," she says.
But talking about her bitter split with her parents, Sufiah says: "I would describe our relationship as estranged.
"I have contact with them occasionally but I couldn't speculate on what they will make of my new life.
"I don't have any regrets. I've never felt more confident about my body and I've had some of the best sex of my life."

39 comments:

Keshi said...

Different ppl hv different needs...and different entities of business offer those services to ppl. Services such as:

*Accounting
*Insurance
*S/W
*Entertainment
*Sex


Let the provider decide what they r good at and comfortable with providing. We shall not judge.


Keshi.

Anonymous said...

Keshi you forgot 'Cleaning'

Aggie said...

Wow, something else for the Muslims to be proud of!

wally said...

if I only had sum money i'd Abba dab her Doo

Vest said...

The vision that you glorify in your mind, the idea that you enthrone in your heart,this you will build your life by, and this you will become.

lower deck lawyer. said...

"Oh to be in England now that April's here"
Half her luck she lives in England. Should she step on Muslim soil a jolly old fashioned stoning to death would be in order. Mike.

Vest said...

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
There is only one success - to be able to live your life your own way and not give others absurd, maddening claims upon it.

izzy dave said...

One of those muslim tarts can be bought for a dollar in the promised land. and you dont see there faces.

Jim said...

VEST
I didnt get to read your post on WUB
it is deleted
u cud have sparked of WWIII

bad boy !
u need a good spanking

Rosemary do the needful

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Anonymous said...

Why are some people so obsessed with finding a partner and marriage as if it's the only thing about life...can't we be like the tree that bears fruits but does not crave for love?

Can there be a love so inseparable just like how the mist and the mountains can never be parted?

Like how the taste of food lasts only while it's in your mouth, are certain feelings just momentary or do they all have deep roots and lasting effects?

Like a deer among the wolves, does your heart sometimes beat in total fear?


Like how a snake would carry poison in it's fangs, why do some people carry so much venom in their hearts?

If trees can give us shade without expecting anything in return, why can't we help without craving for glory?

Anonymous said...

You can go to India and not be ill.





I am on Indian origin, and my husband is American. He has made it through 2 trips to India with no tummy troubles.





We carry baby wipes (even before we went with our kids), Purell and individually wrapped straws from here. He drinks everything from the bottle +/- straw (including large Kingfisher beers), after wiping the top with a wipe. No salads, cold or uncooked foods. Fruit only if we peel it ourselves - i.e. oranges, bananas; or if we wash it with mineral water and dry it with a baby wipe. He loves Indian food, but limits what he has there - no yogurt, no street food, no pork, seafood only if we are in a town on the ocean. Mineral water for brushing teeth as well (but not for shaving).





This may sound over the top, but it has made our 2 trips to India illness free. And we all look forward to our next trip with no worries.





We made the trip with our kids when they were only 15 mos and 3yo. The 3yo did fine with no illness (same rules), but the 15mo did have 24hrs of vomiting and diarrhea. (We think because she was still intermittently crawling in the homes and hotels). We're planning to go back soon, now that they are 3 and 5yo.

Anonymous said...

to love somebody is to want her body

Anonymous said...

I love K
diff ppl hav diff needs

jim said...

Jim said...
xxxxxx has come a long way

she now no longer goes eeeeeeewwwwwwwwwww like Janice

nothing shocks her no more

Tuesday, 8 April 2008 08:55:00 PM EST

jim said...

Jim said...
We are all in the gutter,
but some of us in the gutter are looking up xxxxx skirts

Tuesday, 8 April 2008 08:56:00 PM EST

Vest said...

( J ) The time is right to do what is right.
Try another tack, steer nearer to the wind of kindness, for C sake say Sorry and apoligise, no more name dropping, or the big 'D' will be used.

Anonymous said...

I once was addicted to Ks blog
I found me another K now

all my girls are Ks

Anonymous said...

except RM
where is RM these days?

I miss her

Keshi said...

Vesty come n check out my doll :)

Keshi.

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Vest said...

Anonymous: As I mentioned before, 'No name dropping' unless it is complimentary.
Your ref to K which requires little analysis, and me being a paedophile, is very naughty of you and only a dickhead would try it on.
Your last two comments are banished into eternal bloghell.
If this continues I shall send my Grandma to Goa to give you a sound beating.

kate...fb. said...

Hi vestie, that muslim tart is is quite brazen its a wonder her own kind havent got to her and shut her trap. I hope i'm not the k that anon geezer is on about, in anycase I dont know whats going on.
luvs ya xxx.

Vest said...

In the wash up, I wonder how many good looking young girls will use this brazen womans boasts as an excuse to do exactly the same in order to leave their present unhappy lifestyle for the razzle dazzle of a short rewarding
life as a prostitute. There are very few 'Happy ever after' endings for a well worn whore.

Jim said...

http://imnutsincaps.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-have-been-rated-84.html

Jim said...

love u K

Jim said...

I beat Keshi the blog goddess
check my rankimg Vest

I beat u too

Jim said...

*Accounting
*Insurance
*S/W
*Entertainment
*Sex

which business category does K come under?

Jim Dean said...
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God said...

dont knock sex workers Vest
Mary magdalene was one


and I loved her

Christiana said...

I sometimes call here to just read only as i'm fearful of rebuke as your strength of purpose is so strong although I admire the non blasphemous way you explain things - you know without swearing, but most of all I love your cynical sense of humor. You are a great one of a kind, I have fondest thoughts for you.

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Vest said...

Jim, Jim Dean & anon: you are cutting it fine again.
My Moderator Rosemary has deemed your penthouse story about Doris unworthy as comment on this blog, ok?.

Rankings. I am not a numbers person, however, it is pleasing to know you are more RANK than anyone else in the blogosphere.

My gr/daughter say's, the titilating yarn about Doris the pro, story must go.

Isn't rank a bad smell?

Goodbye Doris, you had an airing but now you must go. deleting Doris. vest.

Anonymous said...

Rosemaryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Anonymous said...

there is more to this Doris story
it gets better

u will love it

Vest said...

Jim; Your Doris story is rather sad, I suggest you get her a Hedgehog for company, it has multiple pricks.

Anonymous said...

Vest
the point i want to make is

Sex workers are not whores
that is a nasty word

Doris was not a whore
i loved Doris
and she loved me

I cant say the same thing for my wife who used sex to get favors

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