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Many of our ladies are well-travelled, speak multiple languages, and easily mingle in social circles. Our ladies are discreet and demure in public; however, close the door, and you will find these girls can turn into wildcats. Our gentlemen always deserve the very best in life in all aspects, including the company they keep. Our girls are of the highest calibre and are delightful companions to spend time with. International travel is also a possibility with our ladies, so if you have a business trip or indeed a pleasure trip planned, it’s worth remembering that you can always request the company of one of Your companions

All our ladies are comfortable in elegant surroundings and have the grace and poise to fit in easily; they can be perfect for you and will turn heads wherever you go. Our dinner date appointments allow for a few hours in the restaurant of your choice. Do let us know in advance the name of the restaurant so that the lady of your choosing can dress appropriately, and then after you have dined in style, you can enjoy the intimate company of your date back in the privacy of your hotel room. If you have a social engagement, the same formalities are applied; however, these arrangements do tend to last for longer, and therefore the length of the date is longer as appropriate.

In some cases, our clients find that an overnight appointment is more suitable, so it does not matter how long the event goes on for as he can rest assured that, unlike Cinderella, the elite 24-hour London escorts will be able to stay with him long after the clock strikes midnight.

24-hour Companions escort ladies are perfect companions should you desire the company of an elegant and eloquent female for dinner. Our stunning ladies are ideal for such occasions and are often requested by our clients. At 24hr Companions, we offer an unrivalled service to all our clients, and as such, we aim to ensure that our ladies are ideal for all occasions, whether it be a formal dinner date, dinner function or social event.

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If you are a young professional who has recently moved to London to further your career, then you may well be finding the city to be a little overwhelming. Indeed, the sheer size and pace of London can take a while to get used to, mainly if you are not used to city life at all.

Of course, the easiest way to adapt to any new place is to make a few new friends and use them to help you adjust. However, whilst this can quickly pay dividends in most other towns and cities across the UK, it can be somewhat different in London.

Indeed, whilst joining a few clubs or sports teams in most places will generally be enough for you to make new acquaintances and be invited out for a few drinks, it is rarely the case in the capital. This is because life moves at breakneck speed in London, and people are invariably too busy to add even more friends to their super-complicated lives. So, whilst your new pals at football or badminton may be friendly enough to talk to, don’t expect them to ask you out for a Friday or Saturday night on the tiles anytime soon.

Unfortunately, the same prospects also apply much of the time to da. Whilst the number of single girls in London is statistically very favourable to a single man, the number of available single girls is far lower. This is because many girls are in London for the same reason you are – to further their careers – consequently, they do not have the time to complicate their lives with romantic liaisons and distracting relationships.

However, before you concede defeat and head to the train station with a one-way ticket home, you should take a moment to consider things more carefully.

Indeed, there is always a ‘bedding in’ period whenever you move to somewhere new and whilst London may be less forgiving than most other places, your rewards will come if you give it time. Indeed, once your face becomes a little more familiar at work, in your building and around your neighbourhood, you will eventually form friendships that will create social networks.

Moreover, you can always make the most of the unique benefits that London has whilst you are waiting for those friendships to manifest themselves.

Indeed, the benefit of being a single man alone in a city like London is that you can take advantage of the services that companies like Pink 24-hour London escort agency can offer. Our beautiful, intelligent London escorts will be more than happy to keep you company whenever you’re feeling a little bit lonely and will soon help you banish any thoughts you may have about leaving town.

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September has sprung upon us, and it is time to introduce our autumn beauties, starting with Anya. This lovely brunette escort in Kensington is 23 years old and beautiful!

With long chestnut hair to her waist and mouth-watering 34C-22-34 statistics, our young elite is a real head-turner. Look into her sparkling brown eyes, but do not be misled that you see innocence there – Anya is undoubtedly not backwards about putting herself forward. She knows her mind and is not afraid to show it. Naughty, adventurous and open-minded are three hot credentials on her CV. She loves to have new fantasies explained to her in great detail and is never shocked by what she hears. Anya lives by her motto: “Never regret what you have done; only what you haven’t done”. Indeed, that is a tempting prospect for any man.

Anya is available for international bookings and can be booked with 24 hours’ notice. Imagine how exciting it would be to have such a young, gorgeous woman on your arm or lying by your side as you relax with a drink in the sun. You will be envied for miles around as you step out together, and she devotes her full attention to every word you say.

Book Anya now by calling 07811 160 160. we are happy to pre-book her as she does get booked up pretty quickly, but we will endeavour to make an appointment so you won’t be disappointed.

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Do you ever have days where everything goes wrong? Whether you forgot to switch the hot water on, so you wake up to a cold shower, or your phone freezes when you’re trying to return an important phone call. Well, I am having one of those 24 hours.

Let me take you back to where it all began:

06:00 hours today – I wake up in a plush hotel room with my client for the evening/overnight. We had been out to a Japanese restaurant in Knightsbridge and taken a stroll in the August evening air afterwards back to the hotel. Well, nearly… my client is a regular of mine, and we have been on many dinner and hotel dates without a hitch until now,

23:00 hours last night – I was not feeling right after coming out of the Japanese restaurant, but to not disappoint my client, I agreed to a stroll arm-in-arm back to the hotel, which by usual standards was not far away. By feeling terrible standards, it seemed like 100 miles. I felt sick and quite dizzy and had to give in to my pride and tell my client that I was not feeling quite well, so he didn’t think me rude at mumbling my responses half-heartedly as he discussed his current ventures. He was the complete gentleman I know him to be, and promptly called his driver to take us the remaining distance to the hotel.

23:20 hours – Upon arriving at the 5* establishment, the hot and cold waves of nausea overtook me, and I could not control my reflux any longer as I stumbled past the blooming shrub outside reception and watered it with Ise Eb! My lovely client didn’t even bat an eyelid at my decorating the £4,000 marble-boxed plant. He just brushed my hair back and helped me up the steps, past the completely gobsmacked maitre’d and steered me carefully to the lift up to our suite. He was a complete angel and super sympathetic, as every half an hour or so, I would rush to the stunning en suite to unload more of my Asian delights.

Fast forward to 06:00 hours today – I am feeling fine now. I creep to the bathroom to scrub everywhere (my body and the tiles) and hope to salvage what I and my client missed out on last night.

07:00 hours – I am gleaming and smelling gorgeous, so I pop into the bedroom to show my client that I wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye correctly. Still, he was already up and getting dressed, informing me of a crucial meeting he had to go to in Canary Wharf. So, no make-up on, and I leave feeling sheepish.

08:00 hours – I return to my apartment, which is like an oven. My heating has done something crazy, so I have to call someone out, and of course, they can’t give me a time, so I have to wait all day and re-schedule another client, George, for our shopping and lunch date.

Noon – Still no sign of the repair man, so I’m sitting in this sauna I used to call home, and I receive a text from Jordan, my evening’s client. It read…

“HI BABE, SO LOOKING FORWARD TO TONIGHT. THINKING NO TO THE ITALIAN RESTAURANT IN CHELSEA B4 THE SHOW AND YES TO THE JAPANESE PLACE IN KNIGHTSBRIDGE. I’M DESPERATE TO GO…WILL BOOK NOW. SEE YOU THIS EVENING GORGEOUS X”

I cry…

So, no matter how many fabulous dates I go on or how lucky I am in my 24-hour London escort world, I feel like I am experiencing Groundhog Day. Help!

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Lace is all the rage at the moment. Wedding dresses, shirts, intelligent frocks; so when Ray asked me to wear clothing, hehe bought, and it was black lace, I was over the moon. Immediately I started planning my shoes, hair, make-up etc…

Ray told me to prepare for 9 p and skincare to take me to Soho. The restaurant and bar took me, and I was so excited, but then I heard a knock at my door, and the bag with the dress arrived with instructions.

“Gorgeous. Be ready for 9 pm. Please wear a dress, no underwear, stupidly high heels, tousled hair and lots of make-up. Be prepared to bare all. xxx”

Ray is a 48-year-old exhibitionist. He’s mega-rich and sexy, and he knows it. He always uses this 24-hour escort agency, and he always asks for me. We enjoyed the odd date where we had been out for dinner and then retreated to the privacy of his luxury Chelsea home or a fabulous hotel. Still, most of the time, we play games of “don’t get arrested” by taking some acts as far as we can in public places.

The fact that Ray had requested me to wear the dress with no underwear and we were on our way to Soho made me think we were going for drinks and then to an underground club to compete in voyeurs-are-us. This is exciting, and frankly, it turns me on also, so Ray and I always have a great time together. As soon as I removed the tiny Pucci dress from the bag, I  knew we would have a great time! Long-sleeved, short in length and crocheted in the right (or wrong) places.

I had slithered into the dress, nipples grazing the material and peeping through enough to play the “is she/isn’t she?” card, towering Chanel heels, smudged smoky make-up, and that sexy tousled bedhead look. I was ready and correct with the venue. Ray was waiting for me in the bar, drink ready and standing to attention the second he saw me.

I felt fantastic and knocked my drink back to signal that I was prepared to hit the club. It was only a stone’s throw away from the bar, but Ray made a big meal of kissing me and groping me in the street in full view of Soho’s frequenters. This added fuel to our already raging burning des, ire and as soon as we walked through the door of the exclusive club, we were already at the point of no return. The great thing about this job is that I have the same lust and desire for attention as my clients, so I have always suggested a little PDA if the customer is willing.

What can I say? I am a great London escort if I do say so myself!