Enhanced your curves

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I’ve never been one to buy into any surgery to boost or decrease my assets. I’ve been fortunate to have naturally large breasts, a tiny waist, curvy hips and a pert round bottom without the need to go under the knife. I’m not opposed to the idea of a little nip ‘n’ tuck as gravity takes its toll in later life, but as a model and a fabulous 24-hour Companions, the men I date and previous modelling bigwigs believe in my natural lines.

I thankfully don’t need to make religious trips to the gym or follow the strictest of diets. It’s not my age or any miracle diet pills needed to keep my sexy escort body in shape. I am pretty disciplined and get to “work out” a lot with my clients, but I think it must just be significant genes.

The places and venues I am fortunate enough to visit are classy, expensive and lush. Still, occasionally, you may get another 24-hour London escort from a rival company arriving with a rich businessman or wealthy bachelor who has quite obviously been to the plastic factory many times. I’m all for dressing the part as your client wishes, and if that means showing off your best assets, then so be it, but when your assets are bought and uber round and synthetic, then that’s where I wrinkle up my lovely (real) nose and take pity on the ladies in question.

Don’t get me wrong, each to their own, but I am lucky enough to have natural cleavage and more than enough breast to spill over my tiny dresses for the more daring of clients. I’m not one of your cheap escorts. I know that if I am going to a fantastic Casino in Mayfair or a bar in Park Lane, I will get requests for more flesh on the show, but more often than not, it is classy yet very sexy all the way.

I’ve had many offers for certain types of work due to my natural figure. It’s all very flattering. I meet film producers, writers, photographers and agents, and I’ve always politely declined their kind offers of work. It’s nice, and though one would think that it would be fantastic money, I don’t need it. I do enough role play and dressing up to be whoever is necessary anyway.

And I do play a good page 3 girl. I’ll have you know…

Test out your culinary skills…

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I am often wined and dined in London Michelin stars than they know what to do with. I think I can honestly say that I have been a guest at every single eatery worth mentioning in Time Out. So it was the loveliest gesture when a client I haven’t seen for ages booked me for an out-call booking to his Chelsea home for a good-home-cooked meal.

I arrived with a bottle of Merlot and a basket full of bread from Selfridges. I was going for the whole girlfriend experience because I do have a soft spot for this man, and he was going out of his way to impress me. I even wore my most faded jeans and jumper, and flat shoes to show I was all about the cuddles rather than seducing his little socks off. Not that it wasn’t on the agenda, but I do like a little hand-holding.

So, when I arrived at his beautiful home with my basket of goodies, he welcomed me inside with a big hug and a kiss and ushered me into the kitchen/diner. It was so beautiful, with a real country feel, and I wondered how a bachelor kept it so pristine. He saw me looking around and said he had an excellent housekeeper.

The table was laid for two, and candle lit. He looked resplendent in his apron and the dish towel slung over his shoulder. I perched on a bar stool, and we chatted while he uncorked the wine and poured us both a generous glass. I think, after half an hour, it was me who was feeling seduced. The heady aroma of cooking smells, his aftershave, and the wine made me feel very relaxed indeed! I kept distracting him from the oven, and eventually, he sent me into the front room to choose some music.

The meal he cooked was beautiful, something that you would get at a 5-star restaurant, but obviously, the ambience was more intimate. It was the perfect dish for me – a smoked salmon starter followed by sea bass, then crème brulee for dessert. I don’t think I uttered a word when I was eating apart from ‘mmm’. I was delighted but not stuffed, and when you feel that way – you know that you will have room for a little more dessert, and I don’t mean crème brule!!

A way to my heart is definitely through my stomach, and didn’t he succeed?! I was fed, watered and wined right to my toes. If you think you could match up to this client’s culinary skills in your kitchen – don’t forget there is always a Pink London Escort ready to be your critique…

The Way To An Escort’s Heart

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I can be bribed with a Gucci watch or Prada bag, but you will live in my heart forever if you wine and dine with me.

I date a food connoisseur one month every three when he pops down from his home in the Cotswolds to critique some new brasserie. I visited Marco Pierre White’s new restaurant on opening night and was ever so slightly star-struck when I realised I was dining among the capital’s glittering elite. My client merely nodded at a few celebrities and said it wasn’t such a big deal to sit an arm’s length away from a top film star. I, on the other hand, was salivating at breathing the same air as him.

Most of the time, I enjoy dressing up and being on the guest list for The Ivy and Browns, but I like finding quiet spots to eat something homemade. Tiny little country pubs or quaint little cafes on quiet pavements give such ambience to a private conversation. I’m also not opposed to a checked tablecloth, waxy-candle stump and a badly-played accordion. As long as the food is excellent, the wine just as good (and the lighting flattering from all angles), I usually find the date runs itself. I don’t fret too much about getting food down my front or spinach in my teeth because I’m too busy savouring the tastes and textures. I can’t stand these girls who miss the wonder of haute cuisine because they strive to be a size zero or don’t want to be seen chewing in front of their date. Life’s too short to be a WAG.

So why all the food talk? Well, my client is meeting me at five o’clock to take me to Swiss Cottage for dinner. He is freelancing for the Telegraph this week, reviewing Ambar, a new nightspot with a fully stocked bar, late license and international menu. I won’t dress up too much, but I have a new pair of Manolo’s begging to be broken in.

My client loves food but loves the great company of a sexy blonde escort even more, so he books me repeatedly. We have a great relationship, and I tease him about his ‘fussy’ ways, but I believe he has to be in a job such as his!! I was never really a ‘foodie’ until I met this client. He has taught me so much about food, tastes and textures, and I can pick out the most exquisite meals now rather than going for the same old food familiar to me. I enjoy meeting new people and fascinating people like my client, a food critic. It gives my life much variety, and my recent experiences make it much more fulfilling.

So, if you have functions which you wouldn’t mind taking one of our 24-hour Companions ladies to, then why not book one of our girls? You can be sure of an entertaining evening with one of our more cultured ladies, as our girls love to indulge in new experiences.

Weekend Ladies

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Something for the weekend, sir? What if that something was a tall, slender but curvy, stunning 24-hour Companions, and if that sexy someone can make you laugh and your mouth water? Then how about you arrange that particular night and take your escort into town for dinner and a show or to enjoy some retail therapy? Most tourists (and even some native Londoners) enjoy coming into the heart of London on a Friday or Saturday night. The train stations and tubes are often crammed to the hilt with commuters, business or pleasure. It all happens in the Capital. So why not ponder through our gallery and see which lady you would like for this weekend?

Stop for a minute and look around next time you’re out and about and see just how many couples are there. If you weed out the long-married, the sweethearts and the parents, what are you left with? The older man with his mistress? There are plenty of them in London. It may well be one of our outcall escorts and her Friday evening client spending the night in their favourite Mayfair hotel. Perhaps it’s one of our regulars who always book the same suite for his chosen companion every Friday. Our clients love to spoil our 24-hour Companions ladies as much as possible.

Even staying in luxurious West London can become a little routine after a while. This is when some customers are booked for a long city break abroad. International assignments are always a delight for our elite ladies. Some of our beautiful escorts are European and love to show off their knowledge of the world’s cities. You only have to ask, and our British team of receptionists will be happy to help you decide which lady would be most suited for your weekend. We know all our ladies personally and will highly recommend the best if you plan to spend a long time with a particular lady. You can talk to her first to discuss specific requirements, so there is no need to worry. You will be in safe hands with 24-hour Companions.

However, if you spend your weekend, let it start here with 24hr Companions. Just give us a call and book your VIP lady for that fantastic Friday or Saturday (or both) fun, and you’ll wonder why you haven’t done it before!! With our incall prices starting at just £150, visiting a beautiful escort doesn’t have to be expensive. We offer our clients an honest, enjoyable and friendly experience, and our gorgeous girls are always accommodating and love to entertain. English, Brazilian, Spanish, Eastern European, busty girls, exotic girls, blondes and brunettes and duo escorts…. whatever your fancy, we are sure we have the perfect cheap companion for you, so why not give us a call and book an appointment with your ideal match.

Plus One Companions

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John was feeling a little low. He’d just split with his long-term girlfriend and felt unloved and undervalued. He scoured through escort agencies in London, hoping to find a date for that evening as he had a function to attend. He’d never been alone before, and all his other colleagues would have at least someone by their side. John felt as if he’d hit rock bottom. Has it come to this – an escort agency? He didn’t know much about escort ladies, and his misconception has been from TV shows he has seen or papers filled with seedy encounters. He had no choice. He needed a plus one for his evening out. As he scrolled through, he read a few blogs, but nothing took his fancy or made him want to call; then he saw 24-hour Companions and started reading some fantastic information. Thinking it was too good to be true, he looked through the gallery of ladies, which got him thinking.

Most, if not all, of the ladies were high-class elite ladies, and as he read further, he could see that these ladies could be taken out to functions such as his. He anxiously called 24-hour Companionss, wondering what sort of person would answer. He was pleasantly surprised as not only was the receptionist English, but she sounded okay, warm, and friendly, making him instantly feel at ease. He asked the question about a lady possibly joining him for his engagement. 24-hour Companions quickly got on the case and suggested suitable ladies for him to take. John was able to look at 24-hour Companions recommendations first and was told if he needed to talk to them first, he could do that.

It was the evening of the function, and John booked into the St Martins Lane Hotel in Covent Garden. He was dressed for the occasion, and everything seemed perfect. He just hoped his date would be, too. He was thinking of ways to let the lady down gently if she didn’t meet his expectations. He even had a cancellation fee waiting. His lady of choice arrived promptly at 8.30 pm. Here goes nothing, he thought to himself!! When John opened his hotel room door, he couldn’t have been more wrong. This girl was stunning, and her presence oozed charisma as she entered his room. She was dressed immaculately in costly attire; she smelt heavenly and seemed perfect, thought John. She introduced herself, and they got the formalities out of the way. John told her where they were going and what to expect, and his escort lady listened intently and understood what he wanted. To John, she didn’t look out of place, nothing as you’d see in a movie or anything described in books or papers that he had read. This girl was normal, normal but stunning, with excellent conversational skills. He was as pleased as punch.

The evening was a great success, and all his colleagues were impressed with his plus one guest. They didn’t know that she was from 24-hour Companions and just assumed that it was his real girlfriend as the escort lady was a social butterfly who could talk to anybody and not feel out of place. John couldn’t believe how much he worried about finding somebody to take. He now knew some establishments were genuine and had professional ladies just for an event like his. When John woke up the following day, a smile emerged on his face. He didn’t feel so low anymore and undervalued, and booking a female companion wasn’t as seedy as expected. He will use 24-hour Companions repeatedly, this time not for a function but maybe just for his pleasure.