Double take…

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Apart from my near-miss at Christmas with my auntie’s new boyfriend (who she’s still seeing and I’m still avoiding!) I haven’t been in any awkward situations where it’s been a case of ‘fight or flight’. I count myself lucky because yesterday I received a phone call from Tom asking me to meet him, as soon as I had an available slot, in Café Nero, Kings Road. As it turned out, my available slot was at 10am this morning but he was adamant it wasn’t a date; more an interview.

Dressed casually but in something to hint at my curves and assets, I chose a table by the window and a skinny latte to watch out for my date. For the first time in ages, I felt nervous. Promptly at 10am, a blonde man of around 25 entered the shop. My radar picked up on the eyes scanning the other customers and the absence of buying a coffee. I caught his eye and he came over, confirming who I was immediately. I liked his freckles and dimples and the essence of a man who spends a lot of his time on a rugby pitch. Anyway, my curiosity was piqued so I got straight down to business. What am I here for?

Tom explained that he was one of two brothers – twins. Jonathan was his mirror image but complete opposite and, for their 25th birthday, they wanted to hire a London escort (the same one) who would be up for something different. Thinking of my ghost-hunting weekend, I thought I’m just about up for anything as long as I’m not breaking the law. He looked at me earnestly and said “yes or no?”

We talked money and came to an amount that would be payable up front to cover the two dates. Tom made a call and I pencilled them in – one for Thursday and one for Friday. Then I got a flutter of butterflies wondering what on earth I was letting myself in for! How different can twins be, I wondered? For them to come up with something like this, they must be on opposite ends of the scale. Either that or they have planned the same two dates and I have to report back which twin I prefer. I can’t imagine I won’t be comparing them anyway. And it will be most interesting to discover whether they’re completely identical!

So that is the rest of my week taken care of – two hours with Tom tomorrow in Central London and a contrasting two hours with Jonathan goodness-knows-where on Friday – wish me luck.

Business and Pleasure

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You would think I’d never be lonely or have the ability to remember everyone’s names, given the number of people I socialise with within a week. You’d be wrong. I have some clients who are a one-hit-wonder, a flash in the pan. And then there are my regulars who see me on a specific day or week of the month and treat me as they would a long-distance girlfriend. These are the ones I miss and the ones I organise my life around. And one of these gentlemen is Jake.

Jake is American and flies over every month from Chicago. He owns 50% of a web design company that has a studio on each side of the Atlantic, and he takes it in turn with his business partner to fly out every two weeks – which is where I come in. On roughly the 1st and 15th of the month, I get the girlfriend treatment. Jake and I spend one of the days as an in-call (my apartment usually) catching up, dining on take-out and re-familiarising ourselves until the wee hours. The other day is a proper date – we go into The West End, catch a show and dine late into the evening on Steak and Chips in Leicester Square. I always make sure I wear a skirt and heels as Jake prefers the feminine look on women, and jeans don’t do it for him. I came to realise this during a rather emotional solo in Les Miserables a few months back – except Jake’s hand had snaked under my hem, but his eyes were straight ahead!

So anyway – it dawned on me I would be seeing Jake next Thursday, which is a few days earlier than it is usually. Which also made me wonder what I could do to wind him up between now and then. There’s no point in writing him a letter or texting him – but Skype allows for video calling, and I did have a brand new set of lingerie that had come from La Perla’s Vintage Limited range. I know I know, I said I wouldn’t put any more tiny bras and knickers into my underwear drawer… but they were begging me to buy them, and all that black lace came with a matching shrug. It would have been criminal to refuse.

So I sent Jake an email telling him to meet me on Skype at 10 pm GMT (allowing for the six hours time difference), arranged myself on my bed, hair over my shoulders and told him, “I hope you realise what you’re missing…” That man didn’t know what hit him. Thank goodness we were alone on our computers, and he had blinds in his office because things got pretty steamy after that, and I retired to bed with a naughty grin on my face. Poor Jake had to finish a day’s work distracted beyond anything (he said) he had known before.

So now I’m looking forward to our subsequent encounter and I think I’ll meet him at Heathrow Airport as a surprise. It may be a professional relationship when you strip it back, but there’s nothing quite like mixing business with pleasure.

Job satisfaction guaranteed!!

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Twenty-five days holiday, company pension scheme, private health care policy -.being just another number? No thank you.

I love that I’m self-employed. Regardless of what my job entails, I flat refuse to be a loyal employee for a thankless company. I don’t understand the sickness policy or SSP requirements, the disciplinary process or the lunch-break restrictions. I want to have lunch when I want and for however long I like; thank you.

As sexy as a good power suit and stiletto combo is, I love the freedom and creativity of being a top London call girl. Primarily, the first person I have to think about pleasing for a job is myself. If a client is asking for something out of the question (scarce, but does happen), then I will refuse a date. If I have a gut feeling that I will feel unsafe with a client, I will cancel. But, the intimacy of having a one-to-one or two-to-one “appointment” with my customers does come with complete job satisfaction at the end of it all. That’s because I can guarantee that this classy escort will never let you down.

I don’t think it makes much difference how long you have been doing the job or how much experience you think you should have; being confident and knowing your own body and what will arouse your client is critical for gaining regular clientele. I have many sections to my walk-in wardrobe. Well, it’s not so much of a closet as a room. The beautiful treasure trove that I had made as I extended my trendy and modern apartment in the West End. I have genres if you like. Sexy, dirty, feminine, classy, trashy, futuristic, to name a few. I have racks of underwear, shelves of toys and enough lotions and potions to start my shop. I love the colours, the fabrics, the way everything sparkles and glistens and every single item I have bought works a treat, which is a good job, too, considering the amount of money I have spent!

I love playing Bond Girl when visiting a very classy London Casino or a sexy stranger in an exclusive bar. This week, I do have some dates which involve these scenarios, so I may spend a morning sorting out my treasure trove and also sitting back to admire any new additions which have been bought for me by pleased customers. I never leave a client unhappy and pride myself on a job well done. I do have jewels, bags, clothes, shoes, and beauty products purchased as a thank-you and as an extra for being so generous with my service.

Well, the customers are always right…right?

I’m in charge…

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I have so many faces as a 24-hour Companion that sometimes I think I have a split personality! Only some of my clients want to see the girlie me or have the GFE. Oh no. Some hire my services for a more specialised flavour of date. Some like their duo escorts and fantasies and role-play fun, too…

London is full of diverse tastes and preferences, especially in the city, where the pace of life is always the same. If you were to stand still near London Bridge for a moment and watch the commuters, the speed at which they think and travel is quite alarming. But among the suits and briefcases lie many secrets – I know I hold a few of them close to my chest.

It never ceases to amaze me how people become aroused by taboo subjects. I research something thoroughly before I take on a new challenge – just as one would revise before an important exam. I won’t get a second chance to impress so I can be in front of my laptop for hours the night before. I prefer a few days’ notice to buy props and costumes, although many clients provide me with the entire ensemble to make the process smoother. Most of these men are married but can’t express their fantasies to their wives. I’m more than happy to fulfil a role – it’s another string to my bow.

So, with all that simmering nicely in your mind, I must turn your attention to Geoff. From the outside, Geoff is your average 50-something family man. However, he comes to my Mayfair flat on a Wednesday afternoon (usually when he has told his secretary he will be on a long lunch) and cleans my flat for me dressed in his Y-fronts and a gingham pinafore. I yell at him every so often, humiliating him if his housework isn’t to my exact specification and call him a useless idiot. He has provided me with a black PVC catsuit and thigh-high boots; my hair must be scraped severely back into a high ponytail, and my lips are glossed blood red. He isn’t allowed to look me in the eye and must always call me “Madam”. I always carry a riding crop with me and occasionally give him a whip when the fancy takes me. I can be spiteful, but he seems to like it more when I cause him to yelp.

Geoff’s 90 minutes are usually up when my bathroom is sparkling and my kitchen floor scrubbed. He puts his suit back on, picks up his briefcase and kisses my cheek. If there is time, I may even make him a cup of tea, and he gives me a rundown of what his kids are doing at school. I find the whole scenario pretty surreal, but it makes him happy, and we never discuss it once it’s over.

Erotic humiliation can take on many forms. There are London clubs that specialise in it and are open till very late. Arriving at midnight would guarantee four hours of fun, should that be your thing. I’ve visited them a few times (as a guest as you have been a member) to watch, and what an eye-opener! Imagine a basement divided into rooms, each with a different theme. So there you are – I’m not such a pretty, prim miss after all! Remember, I’m paid to be the ideal date – whatever form it may come in.

Don’t Be Shy

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You may have never been a hit with the ladies, and shyness always comes in the way of what you want from the females in your life. You may not have been able to approach women you were interested in for fear of rejection. This is only human, and each rejection we have had in our lives makes us scared to keep trying for fear of it happening again. Some other guys you may know don’t mind, or it doesn’t seem to get them down as they have that confidence about them that is very attractive to you, and you only wish you could have half their confidence. Have you ever wondered why it never seems to work for you?

Have you ever thought to consider booking an escort? Now, if the thought fills you with dread and you feel it will be even worse than the ‘real thing’, let us assure you that our ladies are compassionate and caring and will want you to feel relaxed and happy in their company. The best thing about our escorts is they don’t have to be wooed, and they can arrive at your chosen bar or club ready to sit next to you and have a drink – you can go at your own pace, nothing is rushed, and you can talk as much or as little as you want. Our ladies are lovely – but don’t feel intimidated as she is very approachable and friendly. We are confident that by the end of your evening, a little bit of your shyness will have gone, and you will have that all-important confidence welling up inside you, ready to take it to the next level.

If indeed you did want to take your date to your hotel, you can have her for as long as you would like, providing your funds can run to this. Your thoughtful lady will not rush you in any situation you feel uncomfortable with – but as you have now got to know her and feel at ease a little, we feel sure that your instincts will kick in and nature will take its course. You must agree that in this way you can experiment with lots of different ladies where you can find out your particular type which will get that all-important confidence that you have been lacking.

Why not take a leisurely browse through our website gallery and see which sort of lady you find attractive and who you wouldn’t mind sharing your evening with? All the ladies you see here may well be ones you wouldn’t dare walk up to in public, but you see, our girls will be honoured to be by your side, and you will find it to be an enjoyable experience and nothing like you’ve encountered before. We are sure your date with a 24-hour Companions lady will be a success and one which will be repeated once you’ve had a taste of our girls. We think a date with a London escort will build up your confidence so much that you will wonder how you ever had a problem with ladies before!!!