“Escorts don’t fall in love – they are far too hard-hearted for that!”
This was something I overheard tow people discussing this week and I was outraged. What a stupid – and untrue – thing to say. It brought me back to the previous posts I have put up on this blog (theescortblog.com) where I hinted that once upon a time I had fallen for a client.
Of course, I have swithered about whether I should tell this tale or not, and I have teased you dear readers but after hearing that stupid and ignorant remark, I thought I would prove that escorts aren’t at all hard-hearted.
So a few years ago, a certain businessman was looking for a London escort and he booked me. As soon as I arrived at his hotel room and he opened the door, I felt as if I’d been hit by a bolt. Yes, it’s true – Cupid’s arrow had struck and it was love at first sight. I could see from his reaction that he felt exactly the same.
What on earth had happened to the two of us?
He told me to come in and we both sat down. He poured me a glass of champagne and I could see that his hand was shaking. “What’s your name?” he blurted out and I told him what it was, my real name.
“I can’t believe this,” he said, “do you feel it too?”
I nodded, I didn’t trust myself to speak.
We spent the evening… well, the way we spent the evening is not the way that you probably thought. We talked and talked and talked. I thought to myself, I have met my soul mate. This man completely gets ME. This is so amazing…
When I had to go, I refused to take his money because I didn’t think it was appropriate but he really insisted as he said he knew I did have to earn a living, and I thought to my self – “Oh finally, man who understands. This is really going to work…”
And then. Ah well, that’s a story for another time! To be continued, as the saying goes.
