Sensual Sophie

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Our featured escort this week is lovely, luscious and lascivious Sophie. This 23-year-old blonde escort is of Polish nationality and spends her time in the Marylebone area- lucky London men!

Sophie is strong-willed and intelligent and loves to keep her fantastic figure in shape with regular exercise. Is it any wonder that this stunning young woman boasts 32C-22-32 statistics? Dressing them up in stylish clothes bought from her many international trips or down in designer lingerie, Sophie tells us that looking gorgeous is one of her sensual pleasures. (Topped off with a spray of an expensive eau de parfum from an admirer). Perhaps you would like to treat her to something special in the departure lounge of a London Airport as you fly her somewhere you both can be alone?

Sophie’s demeanour, bearing and upbringing make her the perfect gentleman’s choice. Culture, art and current affairs are her preferred topics of conversation, and she adores a witty man with a quick mind who will challenge her. Imagine the fun you two could have bantering back and forth over dinner in a top London Restaurant- setting the stakes high for whatever is to follow. The chemistry between you could be electric!

Sophie adores travelling all over Europe and beyond with her clients. She is rarely seen in her Marylebone apartment as her busy schedule demands her time and attention. So, to book this brown-eyed beauty, phone us well before your trip or agenda, and we will let you know her availability. Please call us on 07811 160 160 Monday to Sunday for incall and outcall escorts 24hrs.

Take a trip

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Everybody seems to be in Cannes at the moment. Have you considered taking your favourite escort girl or duo escort girls abroad? Or, if you were heading to the South of France (‘Le Midi’ to those who live there) for business or pleasure, then why not take one of our lovely 24-hour Companionss who will look ‘just right’ on your arm when they accompany you to the beautiful restaurants and top places in the South of France.

We cannot begin to stress how much chic, glamour and luxury there is within the main areas – Cannes, Monaco, Aquitaine, Midi-Pyrenees, Languedoc-Roussillon, Provence-Alpes-Cote d’Azur, Rhones –Alpes and Corsica. Your lovely escort will be beside herself looking at the designer cars, clothes, brands and luxurious hotels dotted everywhere. If you haven’t already thought about what you will do with your time (apart from reaching your credit limits shopping), let us tempt you further.

The South of France is renowned for playing home to many super-yachts of the rich and famous. Just look at Simon Cowell with his harem of beauties! Taking a day trip to the marinas would mean a spectacular view of these floating palaces and maybe even your lady in her bikini – should she wish to do a little sunbathing!

But what about places to wine and dine? There are many famous spots – far too many to put here – but we have chosen a couple to get you started:

L’Oasis in Mandelieu-La Napoule is a culinary landmark with two Michelin stars. This Gothic villa by the sea is home to Stéphane Raimbault—a connoisseur of unexpected flavour collisions (think medallions of roasted blue lobster in a risotto of spaghetti à la Puttanesca or hazelnut venison with a pepper sauce and blueberries). The €98 a la carte menu shouldn’t be dismissed either!

La Villa Archange in Cannes also boasts two Michelin stars. On the high end of most price ranges, this is a treat for two, surrounded by centennial trees and gardens. If you love veal, lobster or squid, this is your place.

We have expensive travel companions and cheaper escorts to escort you on your trip. We at 24hr Companions love the South of France, and this is the place to be now. So why not consider for a moment that a 24-hour Companions lady could be just what you have been after to give that je ne sais quoi?

Magical moments

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Okay, winter weddings, summer weddings, Spring weddings, autumn weddings… whatever month you choose to celebrate your magical day. NOTE: I don’t find them magical! I have been to so many weddings. I have been in enough awful bridesmaid’s dresses and themed weddings to last me a lifetime. I’m not cynical. I can see the romance and dedication of the betrothed couple and the love that they share, but I am a busy lady! I think more of “save the date” cards being “save the date for a great trip to New York”.

So imagine my horror when Rich requested the pleasure of my company for his colleagues’ big day at the Ritz London: black tie and ball gown shindig.

I have plenty of beautiful dresses and designer shoes so don’t worry about what I will wear. It’s the thought of all these people acting like they have just been invited to this day to celebrate “Hello” magazine style and not care what the occasion is. But I will play the perfect beautiful escort companion and not let Rich out of my sight.

His only request for me is to play out the girlfriend experience and be attentive and then accompany him back to his penthouse suite for a night that will not reflect the romance and magic of a wedding but to be whomever he wants me to be, which is usually exciting and in some ways very sordid. That’s when the fun begins, and the work stops. I don’t find it challenging to act out any scenario a man wants in the bedroom. I have enough experience with all kinds of men and women to know what works and what doesn’t. Also, the old saying of the customer is always right. I believe a brilliant escort in London must’ve made it up.

My clients know from my fabulous escort profile on the website what I do or don’t like to partake in, so there is never any confusion regarding wants or needs. If it says I’m up for anything, then who am I to disappoint?

So, being a professional model and doting girlfriend, I know how important it is to be with a man as their partner should they request it. I know to laugh at my colleague’s unfunny jokes and be charming and intelligent when right.

But get me to the church on time. It isn’t when we return to the safety net of the two of us after hours, and he will not be disappointed with our own “magic”. Thank you!

Dance the night away…

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Have I ever mentioned how much I love to dance? Whether it’s a slow bump ‘n’ grind or a quick Foxtrot in a shimmering ball gown – I’m your woman. I have no professional training; I happen to have visited some pretty extravagant places where dancing is the order of the day, and my partner happens to love it, too.

This weekend, I have a late evening date with Jack, a professional dancer and choreographer. At the moment, he is in the West End, finishing up a run on ‘Dreamboats and Petticoats’ before heading back to New York. Despite his American good looks and piercing brown eyes, Jack doesn’t have a regular girlfriend, so he calls on me whenever he is in town – which tends to be once a season or every nine months, depending on how you look at it. I always have a fantastic time with him as he can gain us entry into all the top nightclubs or VIP treatment at a Wrap Party.

Above all else, Jack has a fantastic body as well as snake hips to match. His whirls, twirls and grinds with me till I’m sweating and begging him to take me home for some bed dancing instead. One day, Jack will probably meet some fabulous dancer who can get her foot behind her ear, but he seems to prefer my company at the moment. He explains that he could quickly bed half the chorus, but for emotional reasons, he tends not to. A lot of sexual tension makes for better on-stage chemistry rather than giving in to it and suffering a messy breakup mid-season. Never mix work and pleasure – unless you’re London call girl, where it is mandatory!

Now, I keep myself in shape, but Jack’s stamina far out-rivals mine. I’ve watched him from the front row before (he was in “Grease” in 2012), and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He didn’t even break a sweat. However, I can’t say I wasn’t damp after that one…

As I look through my wardrobe, I need to consider the weather, although skirts and heels tend to be the order of the day for a 24-hour London escort. Not only is it easier to dance in heels than flats (unless you’re being thrown about in a Lindy hop!), but jeans are too cumbersome. However, it’s meant to snow this weekend, and I don’t want frostbite in unmentionable places. I think “Jack” will understand that I have to wear leggings when the temperature plummets to zero, rather than the floaty number I donned in the summer. Brrrrr!

Test out your culinary skills…

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I am often wined and dined in London Michelin stars than they know what to do with. I think I can honestly say that I have been a guest at every single eatery worth mentioning in Time Out. So it was the loveliest gesture when a client I haven’t seen for ages booked me for an out-call booking to his Chelsea home for a good-home-cooked meal.

I arrived with a bottle of Merlot and a basket full of bread from Selfridges. I was going for the whole girlfriend experience because I do have a soft spot for this man, and he was going out of his way to impress me. I even wore my most faded jeans and jumper, and flat shoes to show I was all about the cuddles rather than seducing his little socks off. Not that it wasn’t on the agenda, but I do like a little hand-holding.

So, when I arrived at his beautiful home with my basket of goodies, he welcomed me inside with a big hug and a kiss and ushered me into the kitchen/diner. It was so beautiful, with a real country feel, and I wondered how a bachelor kept it so pristine. He saw me looking around and said he had an excellent housekeeper.

The table was laid for two, and candle lit. He looked resplendent in his apron and the dish towel slung over his shoulder. I perched on a bar stool, and we chatted while he uncorked the wine and poured us both a generous glass. I think, after half an hour, it was me who was feeling seduced. The heady aroma of cooking smells, his aftershave, and the wine made me feel very relaxed indeed! I kept distracting him from the oven, and eventually, he sent me into the front room to choose some music.

The meal he cooked was beautiful, something that you would get at a 5-star restaurant, but obviously, the ambience was more intimate. It was the perfect dish for me – a smoked salmon starter followed by sea bass, then crème brulee for dessert. I don’t think I uttered a word when I was eating apart from ‘mmm’. I was delighted but not stuffed, and when you feel that way – you know that you will have room for a little more dessert, and I don’t mean crème brule!!

A way to my heart is definitely through my stomach, and didn’t he succeed?! I was fed, watered and wined right to my toes. If you think you could match up to this client’s culinary skills in your kitchen – don’t forget there is always a Pink London Escort ready to be your critique…