London Dating Locations
I left a message for Darren and headed out to get my manicure and pedicure. I've walked a lot more recently. That's due to Darren preferring to walk anywhere less than a mile away. It keeps him fit, but it plays havoc with my feet. I have now invested in two pairs of flat walking shoes, but tonight my feet are going to be encased in a gorgeous pair of Louboutin's and That is just what a good escort in London deserves. I can not wait.
I chatted to the manicurist as I picked my nail color. I was wearing a pale pink dress with an empire neckline. The event was actually in Ascot so I would be chauffeured to the event and back, but I knew the client well. His family owned many racehorses and this was a VIP dinner.
In my early days with him, I had researched his family and had found a connection with my mother's side of the family. I dare not tell him shared in the same great, great grandparents I'm not sure if knowing That he was distantly related He is an escort who he had enjoyed private moments in a London hotel with would be a good idea for his self esteem.
At thirty-four, he was single and fully-Involved in his business after a disastrous marriage and divorce even messier. I was always Introduced as his date, but I think his team knew he was not into me; That it was not serious.
As the sun poured through the skylight, I shared stories about my trips away from London to Ascot. I never mentioned the sex, but the parties and the champagne. My manicurist was married to a very well-to-do tailor with a good clientele. She told me some stories about her husband's celebrity clientele, and how fussy or abrupt some of them could be.
I love dressing up. My dress was delicate with thin straps and a scooped back. The skirt was A-line , but it Showed of my curves well. The shell-pink would suit my complexion and my hair would be put up in an up -to. I had hardly sunbathed in recent weeks, as I was just keen to keep a healthy glow.
By the time my feet had been treated and massaged, I was relaxed. This evening would be a good event, and my client always gave me an expensive gift. The last time, he'd handpicked and Catbird rose gold necklace to match my pale gold dress. When he'd asked me what I would be wearing, I'd mentioned shell pink, and he murmured 'rose quartz. "Who knows what would be wrapped up in a gift box.