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What a miserable and wet day here in Mayfair, far from yesterday. The sun was shining and beautiful, but we were in England, I suppose. I did think about taking a trip down to Oxford Street to see my sister, but the size of the raindrops falling into the puddles convinced me that staying indoors was a better option.

And what a good job too! I received an in-call from Marcus at 11.30 a.m. asking if I was at home as he desperately needed to see me, and I was all too eager to a) have the company and b) know his fetish for women’s shoes, have him come over and help me. Maybe he could persuade me to keep some and donate others to my auction. By the way, I’ve decided to do that on the last Friday of the month – the 27th – to allow for payday and credit card payments.

Marcus hot-footed it over to me from Bayswater in a taxi. As he shook out his umbrella, he complained that the stormy weather was playing havoc with his bike riding. “I just don’t trust these London motorists”, he said as he bounded up the stairs to my apartment. “They’re absolute maniacs!” I tutted my sympathy, handed him a mug of my finest coffee and pointed him toward the cupboard.

Honestly, you’d have thought all Marcus’s birthdays had come at once. He dropped to his knees and fell upon the boxes of heels, boots and pumps like a man dying of thirst on the banks of an oasis in the desert. I hardly got a word out of him for ten solid minutes.

Between us, we caressed and licked (Marcus), sorted and stacked (me) the contents of my shoe cupboard in readiness for the auction. We managed to weed out the ones I wear from the ones I definitely would never wear again, and I let Marcus keep a couple of pairs for the odd lonely night. In return, he told me to grab my coat as it was past lunchtime, and he wanted to treat me to “something delicious” from a celebrity restaurant. Armed with my Burberry Mac and designer umbrella, how could I possibly refuse? I’m a very lucky escort 😉

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Women can be manipulative—even those who say they aren’t, have a more subtle approach to the art. As long as there is no element of demasculation, where is the harm? My mother used to say, “Ask, don’t get; don’t ask, don’t want.” I disagree.

I’ll be sure to set the scene for you…

This weekend, I spent the day at Westfield Shopping Centre, ten minutes from Paddington, with a rather delicious companion, surrounded by throngs of shoppers and designer stores. I managed to do a lot of my shopping, including some with Victor. I love shopping dates because I usually don’t get to spend a day queuing among other commoners, preferring to “add to cart” on Amazon.

So there we were, fingers entwined, our arms full of branded carrier bags. Victor had dragged me into practically every man’s clothes shop there (who says men aren’t fussy?), and I was longingly thinking of Kurt Geiger up on level one. I desperately wanted to slip my foot into the multi-coloured glitter stilettos that had been whispering lovingly to me from the website. As he tried on his fiftieth jumper, I mentally itemised my wardrobe to justify the £150, while subtracting the balance of my MasterCard from my credit limit.

Sensitive to others’ needs, I am adept at intervening before situations get out of control and Victor becomes frustrated. I wanted my shoes, and he wanted a change of scenery, so I suggested Pret a Manger, which was “coincidentally” on level one. Smelling the lure of coffee and fresh sandwiches, Victor offered me a smile as we ascended the escalator, and I mentally calculated that it would take 30 seconds to pass by my beautiful shoes once we were nourished.

A man with a full belly is a happy man – and a man open to bribery. Near the cafe was a huge Apple store with plenty of shiny laptops and iPads murmuring sweet nothings. Attention diverted from Fair Isle knitwear, Victor swung his hips through the door and took a lungful of Broadband. A London escort such as me must have patience as a virtue: the patience to accept her needs comes after those of her date. I watched Victor dribble over a MacBook Pro and counted down the minutes until I could lick the heel of that display shoe.

And then… a boom! Victor kissed my forehead and said, “Darling, you have been patient with me today. Let me buy a present for my beautiful girl. Shall we look at something for you?” I could have wept. “Oh, you don’t have to do that…” I said through my lashes. He made a pooh-pooh noise, and we fell into step… right past Kurt Geiger. And there they were… in the window, dazzling under the lights as I knew they would be… my shoes. Ten minutes later, I had a shiny gift bag dangling from my arm, and my date looked very pleased with himself as I let him “choose” a pair, though I can’t say product placement didn’t play a part.

Call me manipulative, then, if you want, but you can’t say that my gentleman friend wasn’t pleased to make me happy. The date had, as always, been about him and a trip to W12. I’m a big fan of West London, especially now that I know Kurt Geiger has a fantastic store there!

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We have a client. His name is Jake. We know this, Jake knows this, but his family do not understand this.

Jake has been a client of ours for the past two years. At 38, his family began to wonder why their youngest son was not bringing women home to meet them. Jake has told them he blamed it on his busy work schedule. Jake is the founder and managing director of a renowned makeup brand and is constantly jetting off to New York and Milan to design, brand, and promote his latest ideas.

Our 24hr escort companions love that they have accompanied him to these places, obviously not on business, but to shop and enjoy each other’s company. Jake does have a serious partner, and we think he’s living on borrowed time before his family finds out about his live-in lover, but at the moment, they live in blissful ignorance and believe that Claude is Jake’s PA.

Jake has a fantastic relationship with one of our ladies. They get papped together at functions, go to his parents for Sunday roast, and are the best in our eyes as an escort couple; they also go shopping together. Not only have they frequented Selfridges and Harrods in London, but they have also graced the best boutiques abroad, and Jake’s favourite elite escort has proved her worth in the style stakes. They have enjoyed many fashion shows for each other in New York, where no one cares, and gone to posh restaurants dressed in the most bizarre ensembles, which make them laugh uproariously.

Jake has told us that one day, he will tell his family that he is gay, but he has so much fun at the moment, and he loves the fact that his life with Claude is private and just for them. He doesn’t want the hassle. You can book an escort for almost any occasion or create a smoke screen you want to hide. If you’ve only thought that an escort agency is just for straight men, then think again. Jake, Claude, Jake’s family and our escorts are all delighted with this scenario.

One day, our escort’s little set-up will end like an unsuccessful relationship, but until that day comes, she will continue to enjoy her time with her favourite client… A mutual arrangement is agreeable to many clients here.

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