I enjoy shopping through London’s finest boutiques, like those hidden treasures in Chelsea and off Mayfair. I love a designer bag or pair of Jimmy’s, and I have to frequent Selfridges for my skincare. My beautiful apartment is furnished in Georgetown Nelson, and bespoke contemporary pieces are found in Unique, Fulham Road. But these things make me happy. And I can.
I don’t deny that I am well off and have nice things. I don’t gamble, I have no secret vices apart from shopping, and I don’t owe money. I’m one of London’s top elite escorts, I own my property, I live well, and I am not ashamed to admit that I love my life. I know my work has a sell-by-date, and I can’t carry on in this line of work forever, so I have shares, savings and I have my head screwed on right.
I’m also fortunate, being a high-class London escort, that my clients are of a particular class. They are exceptionally well-off business people, wealthy celebrities and filthy rich heirs. This doesn’t mean that I sponge off them or demand anything. They are clients, and I am professional, not to mention independent of my finances. I only say this because I know the right people to ask for financial advice… and the best one-of-a-kind furniture shops and exclusive stores!
Because I feel that I go above and beyond my client’s expectations, why not ask them for a titbit regarding the current economic climate if they specialise in such a field?
Today’s date with Clive is a “girlfriend experience ” every day, so a conversation about the FTSE and global financial shares could come about as we laze around in our smalls at his luxury Knightsbridge home. He has booked an overnighter as he has a few days off. Clive is an international merchant banker and owns three finance companies overseas. He’s 37 and so attractive. Arrogant, of course, but did I mention he is beautiful?
He is a complete pushover when I have one of my long, toned model legs draped over him as I run my fingers through his chest. II do need some updated information on my stocks and shares so I can make his unknowing confessions about investor relations worthwhile; I will treat him to a freshly waxed body to die for treatment.
