I’m often asked, as one of the elite London escorts, how I manage to stay so unemotionally attached to my clients.
From the outside, people imagine a constant blur of candlelit dinners, whispered confessions, and inten...
There are many Escorts in London – as I’m sure you are all aware – but there are very few who are considered top class. The type of escort who could market herself at this level would need to meet several criteria....
Do escorts really discern between rich and poor men? It’s a question I’ve been asked so many times over the years that I’ve lost count. People often assume that, because escorts move in circles where there is money...
Although I work with a highly regarded London escort agency, I very much consider myself to be in business for myself and to operate as a freelance companion. By that I mean I am not simply dispatched on command or treat...
There was a story in the news recently about how many women keep bank accounts completely secret from their husbands or partners. According to the report, many of them see this money as either a safety net in case things...
All I want for Christmas is…
Like any of the Elite escorts in London, I have my regulars — a small, carefully curated circle of men who know my name, my look, and my moves by heart. They’re the ones who book me wee...
I love the summer, that’s for sure, and this one was particularly good — long evenings, warm pavements, and the kind of heat that makes the city feel almost lazy. But the winter holds its own special charm, and in my...
A friend asked me the other day what it was that I actually liked about going out with the older men I provide escort services to. Considering I’m only 25, “older men” actually covers quite a huge chunk of the male...
Bonjour. Now, I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again – French men are the best dates. And believe me, I don’t say that lightly. I can speak with some authority because I’ve just spent the past week in Marse...
Do you know, I have rather a weakness for men in skirts… I mean kilts, of course. There’s something about the sight of a strong pair of legs, muscles flexing beneath the fabric, clothed in thick socks and topped with...
