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What makes a girl from a decent family end up as a £500 hooker? Fame, money.. and sex

Born into a loving and stable home, she was destined for life as a drama teacher.

Instead, aged just 18, she became a prostitute selling her body to men old enough to be her father or grandfather... and conning herself it's a "career".

Today Zayna Ellemore lifts the lid on Generation Sex, in which teenagers like her plunge into the world of vice after brainwashing themselves into thinking it is edgy, liberating, glamorous.

And Zayna, who even briefly got her twin sister Noor - pictured here with her - embroiled in the seedy trade, is not alone.

Jennifer Thompson, otherwise known as "Juicy Jeni" the £1,000-a-night prostitute who slept with Wayne Rooney, is the daughter of an oil company executive.

Zayna, who's just about to turn 20, hawks herself via a website on which men leer at her naked pictures then book her for soulless sex in which the risk of disease is high - and the danger of being beaten up, kidnapped or worse is always there.

Deluded Zayna says: "I've been doing this for two years. I'm not ashamed. It was a conscious career choice. I'm not a victim. This was my decision."

She IS a victim of course - of a social epidemic in which thousands of teenagers tout their bodies online in an unintended consequence of the internet.

Mums and dads used to worry about their daughters fumbling in the bike sheds. Now, such is the speed at which the boundaries of normal behaviour have been eroded, the concern is webcam sex on laptops in the family sitting room.

Zayna's is the first generation to grow up seeing the internet as a way of life in which NOTHING is too private to be posted on the web.

Zayna and so many other girls now measure their self-worth by how many sweating, overweight men want to leer online at them then click a mouse to make "appointments".

"It's not shameful," she insists. "This is done on my terms. I am the one that is in control. And, to put it bluntly, I like sex. I like what I do. I see my body as my business. I like being seen as a sex object."

And that's perhaps what's worst of all.

Generations of women fought discrimination so today's teenage girls could be anything their potential allowed... business leaders, lawyers, brain surgeons. Instead, women are bought and sold as though little h a s c h a n g e d since the Dark Ages.

Before becoming an escort Zayna, from Manchester, had just three lovers. Now she's stopped counting how many men she's slept with after reaching 200.

"I wanted money and fame," she says matter-of-factly. "I decided I didn't want to get into debt at university. I didn't want to work a nine-to-five job."

Zayna, who had a solid moral grounding from her strict Muslim father and care nurse mother, was once shortlisted for an award for helping her local community, taught children theatre skills and wanted to be a drama teacher.

Instead, she sells her body. And, like her heroine Katie Price, she is now a devotee of cosmetic surgery. "I've had two boob jobs," she boasts. "The first from a C to a D cup and I'm now a EE. And I've got implants in my lips." She became a prostitute after dabbling in glamour modelling. In her delusional mind, it seemed a natural extension.

A fellow underwear model introduced her to the owner of an escort agency just north of London - in other words, a pimp - and she started at once.

"I was put on the rota and within an hour I was in a cab with two other girls on our way to meet three businessmen They were middle-aged, foreign and didn't speak any English - so there wasn't much conversation. We went for dinner and afterwards to three different rooms at a hotel at Stansted Airport.

"I just stripped off, got down to it and then got out. We were paid £500 each.

Afterwards, I felt numb and went into shock. I just wanted a shower and to get home. But there was also part of me that was buzzing from the fact I'd just made £500 in a hour."

Zayna now meets up to three "clients" a day in Manchester hotels or flats.

And who are they? "It is mainly business people and accountants... even a policeman. I fulfil men's fantasies," she says.

Some of these creeps, mostly married of course, have become "friends" - which says a lot about how much self-esteem she has lost. She has monthly health checks and says she always practises safe sex - not that having condoms in your handbag is of any help if a punter turns violent.

After she managed to briefly get her twin sister Noor involved in escorting, they took part in porn films together, calling themselves Kit and Kat.

"We did a few escorting jobs together - men loved it for all the obvious reasons," she says. Noor has since seen sense, settled down with a partner and had a baby.

Zayna, though, ploughs on with the ridiculous pretence that her world is glamorous - yet admits in the next breath that she can't have a boyfriend because of her job.

"On a good night I can clear several thousand pounds," she claims, keen to exaggerate. The truth is probably much less, but admitting it would be to puncture her sad illusion of glamour.

She lives in a small flat in Manchester and drives a modest Peugeot. "I feel like a WAG," she says pathetically - and admits she is desperate to "bag" a footballer. She loves the idea of fame - and tried to get on to Big Brother, auditioning in a bikini and sparkly headband.

Today, out on the town in Manchester, she constantly courts attention using her Size 8 body. Glamorous? No, it's pathetic... and awful to watch.

"I have a tiny sailor outfit," she boasts, oblivious to the pitiful sight she cuts.

And what does her family think? Zayna's father died before discovering she was a prostitute. But her mother was devastated. "She was really disappointed," says Zayna. "Now when I speak to her she just doesn't mention work."

Zayna's story is far from isolated. A madam who runs a London escort agency with between 20 and 30 girls on her books said: "There is a new generation who see being paid for sex by the rich and famous as being at the top of their career ladder.

"One of my girls loves art and has bought quite a few paintings at auction. If she ever needs to she can sell them for a hefty profit."

Yes, the profit will no doubt be huge. But who will calculate the untold social and emotional costs of Generation Sex?

Not the paying punters, that's for sure.

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