World Cup Woes
Well, ladies, are you enjoying the World Cup? I have a sneaking suspicion the answer is “not especially,” even if a few of you did temporarily lose yourselves in the excitement and glue your eyes to th...
When you meet up with escorts in London, such as myself, it’s important to remember that you are investing in a complete experience, not simply paying for sex. If all you wanted was a quick physical release with no rea...
I get all sorts of compliments regularly; I don’t think I am sharing any surprises here, as you will already know that an escort agency can offer up just as beautiful a selection of girls as the more expensive, high-en...
A Life on a Different Clock
Working as a 24‑hour escort means my life runs on a completely different clock from almost everyone I come into contact with. While most people are beginning to wind down, shutting their lap...
A new shop has opened just a few streets away from my flat, tucked between a sleepy florist and a family-run bakery. From the outside, it looks almost innocent – frosted windows, a discreet sign, and a small bell above...
Often, I see my job as one of the escorts in London as much more than simply providing companionship; it’s almost a teaching role. What I mean by that is this: many men (and many women, actually) come to me because the...
In my years in this business, I have noticed that a persistent myth continues to circulate: that men who opt for escort services are unattractive, socially awkward “losers” who are incapable of finding sex or compani...
If you had a chance to read my last post, you’ll know I was just getting warmed up on the subject of massage and why it’s such an important part of building intimacy between couples – and, in fact, between anyone w...
Sometimes when I meet with a client, I end up just meeting him at his hotel room or his home, and we get right down to business – if you know what I mean. This can be convenient, especially if he has had a long day at ...
A friend asked me last week, “So, do you ever take a holiday from the fabled Escorts business?”
I could tell from her tone exactly what she meant: a proper holiday, the kind that comes with an out‑of‑office reply...
