Top Locations

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Belgravia, Knightsbridge and Kensington are three of the most elite areas in the city and places in which our London escorts are always very much in demand. In this part of the city, there is a specific expectation as to the type of woman a gentleman will want to be seen out with, and our stunning VIP companions surpass these easily.

Most people think Knightsbridge is all about Harrods and high-end department stores, but this is untrue if you look deeper. And there are some hidden gems in terms of nightlife, as long as you know where to look. Likewise, Kensington and Belgravia are not all about the architecture or the exclusive boutiques; there are plenty of exciting places to visit after dark. Our team know this area of London exceptionally well, and they know all the hidden bars and clubs to visit and all the places where the elite hang out, which are the best places to see and be seen in.

Of course, to visit some of these places, you will want to be in the best company, and our elite London escorts are the perfect choice. They not only look deliciously stunning, but they are also delightful companions who are very well educated and have travelled themselves interestingly. They can converse about almost anything, and they are always keen to hear about everything that interests you.

Our stunning companions can be booked by the hour, so you probably would not want to waste time going for a drink if you are a little pushed for time. You can, of course, book much longer, but if your schedule is hectic, perhaps just a single hour of fun is just what you need to brush the cobwebs away and set you up for the rest of the week. A date with one of our VIP London escorts in any of these areas can be a welcome treat at the end of a difficult week. As our London escort agency is open daily, you can always find someone tempting and tantalising to interest you.

If you have a personal preference about the type of woman you want to meet, then our galleries will offer more than enough choices for everyone. We have stunning Latin lovelies who certainly live up to their reputation for being sultry and sexy, and our English Roses are elegant, refined and exclusive to us. We also have scores of beauties from the Balkans who will captivate you with their Slavic sensuality and wild imaginations. In short, our VIP London escort agency has everything you could ever hope for in a companion, and whilst some may consider our fees expensive, most who recognise quality will not find this a problem.

We have many exclusive London escorts for our clients’ pleasure. We are highly selective about the girls we promote, so our valued gentlemen can rely on our girls being the epitome of class and style. If you feel you deserve the very best that life can offer, then our gorgeous girls will be the ideal choice for you.

Fill my stocking

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I can’t wait for the 25th of December. I’ve already written to Father Christmas stating that I have been a good girl all year – I’ve paid my MasterCard on time and brought joy to many a client. That means I’m entitled to a sparkly something-or-other from Selfridges or an 80ml bottle of Lady Million by Paco Rabanne; I also fancy some silk stockings to put on my mantelpiece on Christmas Eve.

Speaking of which…

Today, I bought some candy-striped stockings with fluff and ribbons. These are at the request of George, an older client of mine who would like me to sit on his knee and tell him all my wants and desires for the festive season. To compliment them, I have red French knickers and a red bra. George fancies himself as the young St Nick of Belgravia. His fashionable 1820s terraced house sports a Christmas tree from Harrods in the huge bay window and a thousand tiny white lights from Knightsbridge; I scarcely hear from him all year until December rolls around, and then we make a booking for early December and Christmas Eve.

The bit I love the most is opening a present addressed to me. I have to open it slowly, relishing the ribbon and bow and where he can watch my face. George’s reward for a perfect gift choice comes in unwrapping me resplendent in my red lingerie. This year, I may even buy an Ann summer unwrap-me-red-satin-wrap or a red bow wrap

So, this early December date is booked for tonight. We are meeting at The London Eye for mulled wine and mince pies in our private capsule. As the wheel climbs for thirty minutes, hopefully, we’ll have a clear night with the whole of the City stretched below us. With the South bank, Westminster, so close, George has booked us into Brassiere Joel, a French Brasserie restaurant near the Houses of Parliament and National Theatre. As you may have guessed, there’s a £75 set Christmas menu to enjoy, although I don’t know what’s on it!

George brings out the little kid in me. I love Christmas, but he likes to make it unique, and his enthusiasm is infectious. I almost get to the point where I wish I could see more of George rather than just as my own personal Santa Claus. The only thing I get slightly weirded out by is his obsession with growing his beard until the grey shows through. However, if he doesn’t buy a red velvet suit, we’ll be OK.

Adorable Anya

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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.

Adorable April

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Model perfect to the tips of her toes, April is one of the most popular blonde escorts and one you cannot afford to miss. Twenty-five years old, natural blonde, with tanned golden skin, April embodies the fantasy lady of many gentlemen’s dreams.

She tells us she has a weakness for luxury and high-end labels, so to break the ice, why not take her shopping around Kensington or Chelsea, where fashion runs rife, and the shop assistants will be falling over themselves to tend to her every whim? Please show your appreciation for the time you have spent together with a token that she will never forget you. You could pretend you are Richard Gere and Julia Roberts as you promise to pay “an obscene amount of money”!

Not based in one specific area, April can be found out and about in Central London either with friends or rushing off somewhere as her busy social life dictates. She is the first to say she loves her life and is delighted to meet new people and share their experiences. She is one of our escorts in South Kensington but is also available for international assignments with notice.

To enjoy the company of this truly gorgeous young woman, call us, and our team of English receptionists will talk you through the particulars of your date. All prices are on our ladies’ profiles, and we offer an honest description for each of our ladies with 100% genuine and recent photographs.

Like Father like Son…

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Once upon a time, there was a man named James. James was 27 and an heir to a fortune from his daddy. James’ daddy, Bill, was a successful businessman who, at 52, was taking a very early retirement and passing on his business and knowledge to his only son.

Bill was a regular client of mine, and though being married to James’ mother and living with her in their spectacular home in Hampstead Heath, he wooed and wowed me in his secret apartment in Kensington and took me on business trips worldwide. We visited Sydney, New York and Dubai on many occasions, and his business associates were the epitome of discretion. Mum was the word regarding his escort companion because they had their international companions to worry about.

One day, one of Bill’s business acquaintances (Paul) approached me and told me he knew someone who would like to impress a new set of colleagues with a proper woman by his side. I told him to go through the correct channels to book and thought no more of it. A few days later, while lounging in Bill’s fabulous pad in Kensington. I overheard him on a conference call discussing Paul and how he had betrayed the company. Shame, I always got on with him, but, again, I thought no more of it.

So, let me bring you to the present. I had a date lined up with a man who wanted to take me to a farewell party for his company’s founder, and he wanted to make a grand impression. He asked me to dress like a lady! I could immediately tell that the man I would be accompanying would be young and inexperienced and, without doubt, would be losing his escort plates to me. I dressed in a fabulous Pucci gown and wore my hair loose and curly, immensely grown up and elegant. I met my date, James, and though he was handsome and polite, he was very nervous as we entered the Crystal Room at the Mayfair Hotel. As I held onto his arm to make him feel more at ease, I stiffened in nervous fright as I saw the stage set up with a slideshow of the man whose farewell party it was. Bill, James’ daddy himself – clever Paul.
I have never been in a situation so close with a client… more so, a client who is my client’s father! Thankfully, I recovered myself quickly, and when James introduced me to his mother and father, I smiled politely, and my eyes told Bill (who was frozen with fear) that everything was okay. We didn’t stay too long anyway, which I thought was strange, but James wanted to take advantage of his suite.

And I can safely say, as weird as it sounds, it was a case of like father-like son…