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After my photo-shoot, I changed and headed off for my date with Josh in London’s west end. I left my hair wavy, but toned down the make-up, most escorts would keep it loud but classy girls like me don’t do that sort thing. I was thinking about this opportunity. I would like to model more

Well I knew I would feel nervous. How many London students, waitresses, cloakroom attendants and of course escorts were told, at least twenty times a year, that you looked like a young Brigitte Bardot? Later this afternoon I would have my first photo-shoot! I had just come back from an e more

It’s surely not normal for escorts; I could not believe how nervous I felt as I entered the Art deco building which was now a London nightclub, and where I would be learning some new skills. I had watched burlesque dancers a few weeks ago, and encouraged by my friend Franz, I decid more

On a sunny London afternoon I love a good tea with scrumptious cakes, and when it’s part of a fun date, it is the perfect low-key experience escorts just love to engage with. Josh looked relaxed in jeans and shirt, with a casual jacket. I wore jeans, with a trendy top and my wedge sued more

I looked at the invitation again. It was a dinner party for an escort at a townhouse in Chelsea that’s south west London, with Franz. I liked to go out and have fun with Franz, my gorgeous, but decidedly gay friend. However, I just wasn’t sure if I wanted to get dressed up and meet [ more

I’ve just come in from the most amazing date that any of the escorts could ever dream of. I’d had such a fabulous evening with Josh at a top London hang out of the rich and famous. When I found out that he only had three evenings per week free, I almost jumped with joy. […] more

Well, I checked out my profile in the floor-length mirror. I liked what I saw and was sure Josh London would too. He’d only ever seen me in escorts jeggings or jeans. I would blow him away looking like this. Of course, last night, I’d worn my ankle-length slim, shiny trousers. He’d more

I wasn’t sure what to wear for the first date in central London with Josh. Anna had looked at me as if I was one of those crazy escorts after I’d told her about the mix-up. I’m normally so relaxed, but I’d waited in a bar, full of middle-aged men trying to get into my […] more

I was an escort in a very bad mood today. Not only had I been stood up last night at a swanky London drinking hole, in now what appeared to be a possible mistake, my date hadn’t even bothered to reply to my message that we weren’t meeting up tonight. I rang Anna for a […] more

All escorts need some R&R in the guise of a shopping spree. I was walking out of Harrods into the London rush hour with a bag of new hosiery when a woman approached me. I didn’t know who she was but she asked if she could speak with me. I looked at her. She was […] more