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We were sitting in one of the fanciest restaurants near London’s South Bank ‘an area frequented by many an escort who is at top of her game’ when, the idea hit me. This man needed to be much more to me than just a dinner date. Okay, so I’d told myself, time and time again, [& more

Sitting here in my uber stylish but somewhat unbearably lonely London apartment I’d longed for his touch for so long. The way he knew just how to administer the perfect amount of pleasure and contrast it with the perfect amount of pain- it was to die for. The pain didn’t come in a ph more

I have a friend who works at one of the most luxurious restaurants in London. But he’s not your regular employee. No. He’s their top chef with love for escort hotties! I’d heard all the stories about his cooking, both from him and from our mutual friends and a few girls I work with more

I rent my flat from a rich Russian businessman who owns about twelve flats in W2 which he rents out to other escorts. My BF put me in contact with him when I decided to move to London. We drank Martinis in a hotel lounge whilst he sussed out if I would renege on my […] more

There are times in London when I just like my job, and there are times when it is simply fabulous. I have regular moments of euphoria; the clients treat their escorts very well and they’re mainly rich guys who enjoy nothing more than rewarding me with a very lavish lifestyle.   Of more

As with so many girls from London I’m not usually one to let my guard down, but there was something about such a sincere escort like Anna, that made me want to let her in, completely. Perhaps it was the sparkle in her eyes when she looked at me. Or maybe the way my name […] more

The smell of fresh cut flowers on a Sunday morning in London, complement with the scent of cologne on my pillow- these two things will make just about any escort at peace. I can’t say that I’m one hundred percent the romantic type, but there is indeed something about those roses that more

‘Erika honey,’ Marlon called out from the living room. We’d left the other escorts at the club after an exceptionally long night out partying in London and I was astonished that he’d managed to wake up this early. I rubbed my eyes, reached for my panties, tugged them over my hips more

My friend, Harry, threw a costume party last week. This was meant to be our pre Valentines party- a London bash that would be talked about by every escort for the entire year to come. At first, I couldn’t decide what to wear. I take pride in my costumes and always want to make sure [&h more

Game night is one of my favorite times of the month in London. It all started last year. My friends and I decided that we ought to get together at least once a month, no questions asked and no excuses like “I’m booked as the escort for client X etc”. We were sick and tired [&hellip more