In central London, pretty much anything can happen and from time to time, pretty much anything does! Being a fine example of the kind of independent London escorts who currently work in this part of the capital, it was only a matter of time before I became fairly well known, attained a strong list of regular dates and became rather involved in the whole industry. However, if you were concerned that things were about to get slightly repetitive or that I would get tired of meeting the same people over and over again, you’d be wrong. Take Daniel for example. Now, I had already been on at least three dates with Daniel, a man in his mid-thirties who, thanks to his hectic work life had simply not had the time to find a partner or devote enough time to the whole concept of a relationship. Still, he was kind, caring and generous and he also wasn’t bad looking either. And yet, three dates in and there wasn’t really anything to report other than a bit of flirting back and forth.

This one date was totally different. As Daniel and I made our way through the hotel we were at for a party, we soon realised that we were lost. Yes, the endless corridors had seen us lose our friends and before long, in order to keep ourselves entertained, a game of dare took place. It wasn’t long before the fire alarm had been set off and as we both stood, giggling like maniacs under the sprinklers, my wet clothes clinging to my assets, a new, physical energy was certainly present between us and the tension was palpable. Safe to say our fifth date was a little different!