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One can never account for individual taste. We provide numerous options for escorts in London. Of course, our ladies do have some traits in common, namely that they are beautiful, seductive and intelligent creatures who always have a desire to please. We are home to some of the most desirable women on the entire planet, and as a top London agency, we aim to provide you with the very best this city has to offer. Whether you are looking for a pretty English rose, a seductive Italian escort or an elegant, sophisticated Spanish escort, our selection will leave you breathless.

All our ladies will dress to your request, so it is essential to clarify what you would like. They each can dress for any occasion and can accommodate whatever you can think of. The only limitation is literary imagination. From the hottest short dresses to the most sensual lingerie, our women know how to dress as classy London escorts should. It might be a good idea to consider our description for each of our ladies. Many have supermodel looks with the height to match. It might also interest you to know other vital stats on our escorts, including hair colour, language, age and measurements, including bust size.

Our prices are typically for 1-hour, 2-hour, 3-hour, a dinner date or an overnight stay, and our girls can be at any location within the capital’s centre within the hour for those impulse dates.

Many people come to London on business and are invited to attend evenings, dinners and parties. This can leave many feeling a little imposed upon if they are faced with the prospect of attending a party full of strangers. Each of our escorts can be the beauty by your side, offering engaging conversation and adapting to the social situation gracefully. With exceptional beauty accompanying you, you will be the envy of the party. Many of our ladies are also available to travel worldwide, so if you like what you see in London, you could always arrange a visit elsewhere. Many of our women like to party with clients on sun-drenched yachts and in the classiest hotels that the world has to offer.

All of our girls are available for outcall appointments, but it is advisable that if you are using our site to book an appointment with a girl, you leave as much information as possible. If we need to contact you, it also helps if you give us a good time to call back. Otherwise, you can make an appointment straight away by calling our number. We’re open 24 hours a day.

We are sure we offer the best Escorts in London, and we always strive for the absolute top. This is why you’ll never have to worry about discretion since our models know how to keep business private. It’s part of the reason so many use our service.

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It is fair to say that we here at 24hr Companions are not the only high-class escort agency operating in London today. Indeed, a quick search online will soon show you that there are websites for many 24/7 escort agencies in the capital. However, the difference between us and many online agencies that purport to be high-class establishments is that we are 100% genuine. Indeed, all of the content on our web pages is wholly accurate, and all of our quoted prices are entirely correct. Similarly, you will find that we do not make any outrageous claims of ado, not pretending to be anything we are not.

In short, we are the genuine article – authentic high-class.

One of the main reasons why we are universally recognised as being one of London’s premier escort agencies is that we ensure every one of our ladies is comprehensively interviewed and selected with due consideration. Employing such exhaustive selection measures ensures that we can guarantee our clients enjoy only the highest class of company available; therefore, you will not be the least bit surprised to learn that all of our escorts are either attractive models or natural beauties. Indeed, we vet all of our London escorts before recommending them to our clients, so you can be sure that you will only spend time with the finest ladies when you come to us here at 24hr Companions.

If you would like to take a look at the beautiful ladies we have in our books, you can browse through the many images that we have available here in our online photo gallery. These pictures have all been taken recently and are 100% genuine, so you can rest assured that the lady in the image will be the same lady that you meet in the flesh.

Similarly, if you would like to get a feel for our ladies’ personalities, likes and tastes, then you can explore our pages further and see what our blog pages have to say about any particular blonde escort, brunette or redhead who takes your fancy.

Or, if you want to find out a little bit more about how a particular lady acts when she is out on a date, you can head over to the escort reviews section of our website and read what previous clients have had to say about spending some time in her company. These reviews are entirely open and honest, so you will be able to see if our lovely ladies live up to their billing.

So, if you want to deal with a London escort agency that provides genuinely charming and attractive girls for prices that incur no hidden or extra costs, look no further than us here at 24hr Companions. We believe that high-class is more than just a term, and when you come to us – you will see why.

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Historically, even though the word sock is at least as ancient in origin, what men typically wore were often referred to as tights, probably mainly when referring to the longer hose at times when they were the fashion for men. The word was used to refer to the bottom “stump” part of the body. By analogy, the term was used to refer to the one-piece covering of the lower trunk and limbs of the 15th century—essentially tights consisting of the upper stocks (later to be worn separately as knee breeches) and nether supplies (later to be worn independently as stockings).

Before the 1590s, stockings were made of woven cloth. The first knitting machines were for making stockings. The socks themselves were made of cotton, linen, wool or silk. Polished cotton called lisle was standard, as were those made in Balbriggan.

Before the 1920s, women’s stockings, if worn, were worn for warmth. In the 1920s, as women’s dresses’ hemlines rose, they wore socks to cover their exposed legs. These stockings were sheer, first made of silk or rayon (then known as “artificial silk”), and after 1940 of nylon. The first pantyhose appeared in the 1940s and 1950s, when film and theatre productions had stockings sewn to the briefs of actresses and dancers, according to actress-dancer Ann Miller and seen in popular films such as Daddy Long Legs. Today, socks are commonly made using knitted wool, silk, cotton or nylon. The introduction of pantyhose in 1959 provided a convenient alternative to stocks, and the use of socks declined dramatically. U.S. sales of stockings exceeded stockings for the first time and have remained this way ever since. BegIn87, sales of the hose with a suspender belt started slightly declining due to the newly invented hold-ups, but it remained a sold sock.

So, if you have a fetish for stockings, look no further than 24-hour Companions, where all our fine young ladies will honour your wishes by wearing only the finest socks for your eyes.

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I am not under any illusion that I am not mistaken for a beautiful elite escort on many occasions at the fantastic 5-star hotels I visit clients at; I’m no fool. A woman walking alone through the lobby of a London hotel that the concierge is never seen with a large bag, no luggage and dressed to kill in the middle of the day; it’s not exactly rocket science, but the excitement of giving the attendants a little wink as I sashay past in my finery gives me a sense of power and the man on the door a thrill of sharing something sordid with a gorgeous 24hr Companions lady.

Not only am I a top expensive escort in London, but it feels like I am the creative director of someone’s fantasies. That is so much fun, let me tell you. Working out my wardrobe, makeup and props for making their date one to rebook is such a rush. My fellow elite escort pals and I (all 3 of them are on the same wavelength as me) have a whale of a time swopping tips and showing off our new treasures that have been showered on us by our most faithful clientele.

In my line of work, it will not embarrass me easily. Whether I am acting out an unusual fantasy or contorting my body in various positions to be observed in great detail, I cannot get the giggles nor get all self-conscious and reluctant. Being in public with men of all shapes, sizes, ages and fashion dos and don’ts are other factors I must overlook. I am very open-minded, which is a massive bonus if you want to do this job.

Even going shopping or dining with a much older client who has requested I wear next to nothing and hang off his arm all date is a sure sign to the general public that I am either a hooker or a gold digger. But again, I don’t care. The things I get to experience, like eating in the finest restaurants, shopping in the most expensive of boutiques and visiting the most fantastic countries, is an exceptional lifestyle for me, and I believe I well deserve it with the effort and dedication I put into making my clients time with me a fabulous one!

Now, as you know, I am not just a model escort; no, I have a brain, and I’m not afraid to use it. I love the intellect of some of my “friends”, and it’s not all about the glitz and glamour. But as soon as I head to the beautician and the hairdressers or to Selfridges to pick out some gorgeous couture, current events and world politics slip away and I am caught up in a world of coiffing, bronzing and Gucci.

What can I say, it’s a beautiful life!!

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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…