I was pleasantly surprised when he got back to me promptly and was very keen on the idea, saying he’d heard about the show and wanted to go. If I can tie in things that I really want to see with getting paid to work, it’s a bonus! He bought us matinee tickets and to fit with his plans, I said I’d come to London for 2p.m. and leave at 9p.m.: an extended dinner date.
In the hotel room he gave me my envelope, and when I counted the notes I saw he’d paid me £20 extra. I told him it was a good job I checked it and gave him a note back. We caught a cab, and I noticed his face was literally dripping with sweat – I think it was nerves. He spoke about a girlfriend that he’d had for a couple of weeks, but I could tell that he was still a virgin .
We arrived with about ten minutes to spare enough time to get the tickets, a drink and settle into our seats. With six others, we were in one of the many lines of boxes (like The Muppet Show, with red curtains). The show was fantastic! Awkwardly, he tried to put his arm around me, but decided to remove it after a couple of minutes. I like to be discreet, especially as I do get recognised sometimes, so although I consider myself naturally very affectionate and tactile, I’m not so much in public.
While walking around afterwards looking for a restaurant, I recognised the glass porch to the Baglioni, a 5-star hotel in Kensington with a fabulous Italian restaurant inside, so we decided to eat there. We ordered aperitifs and perused the menu. A starter of lobster linguine was double the price of all the others, at £25! But when he ordered it, I decided to do the same. The food was fantastic. We left the restaurant with an hour and a half to spare and thankfully got a cab straightaway.
Back in the room I said I’d run a bath. We had arranged this by email before the date, because last time he hadn’t told me he was a virgin and the bedroom side of things was a bit of a disaster – I didn’t know what he wanted or expected. So, this time, we communicated and arranged that we’d bathe together to relax and get us in the mood, and then we’d take things slowly and play it by ear. I ran the bath and lit candles. We only had an hour, so there wasn’t as much time to relax as I would have liked. We got into the bath and I put my legs over his and leant in to kiss him. His body was rigid and he tried to hold me into a kiss by clamping his arm and hand around my back and head. Gently, I pushed him off and told him to relax – it’s a big turn -off for me to be clamped! I know it was nerves, but I needed to tell him because if he does that with other women , they won’t like it and probably won’t have the guts to tell him .
But I knew it was just because he was nervous and excited. As he cupped my breasts, he was trembling and tried very hard to relax with his kissing. He complimented my body and I reached through the water to grab his penis. Though he wasn’t hard, with some gentle pulling he stiffened in my grasp. I wanted him to enjoy our time as much as possible, so I suggested we moved to the bed to get more comfy.
I said I always liked to moisturise after bathing and asked if he’d like to rub in some oil. He was more than happy to oblige, and spent a while massaging it in until he lingered on my breasts before taking them in his mouth in turn . He seemed happy to stay there for most of the time we had left, while I masturbated him. My hand was sticky with pre -come, his whole body dripping with sweat. I could tell he wouldn’t come in the time we had left.
Conscious of time, I asked what he’d like me to do to him and reminded him that we didn’t have long. He said he was happy pleasuring me! I was actually incredibly turned on as he sucked my breasts and played with his fingers down below, and I could feel myself become dripping wet. He asked if he could go down on me and spent a few minutes down there before moving back up to my breasts. At this point, I decided that I really couldn’t leave without having an orgasm so I reached for my toy and brought myself very quickly to a climax.
There wasn’t time to really relax and cuddle afterwards, unfortunately, and I didn’t want to miss my train , so I gathered my belongings and left, thanking him for a lovely day and evening. He said he may be moving to America , so I’m not sure we’ll meet again .
CHAPTER 9:
Bye, bye, Barbie!
W hen I realised that I was building up a good reputation for myself, I knew I had to set out on my own. I didn’t want to be known only through the listing site. Also, I realised that Ade could pull the plug on my business at any time if he decided to take the site down, and I didn’t want to rely on anyone else. So I decided to change my name, my image, and set up my own website.
My solicitor friend knew me as both Beki and Barbie, and used to call me ‘Miss B’, so when I decided to change my name I hastily opted for Miss B. With hindsight, although original, it’s a ridiculous name, and some said it suggested I was a dominatrix. But once I’d changed it, I thought I was stuck with it because I didn’t want to confuse people – in my short time as an escort I had built a good reputation and needed clients to be able to find me. The girls who mess people around are always changing their names so they can’t be traced and bad reviews aren’t linked with them. As all my reviews for overnight dates were very positive, I didn’t want to risk changing my name again, so Miss B, or ‘B’, as I preferred to be called, became my new working name.
An 18-year-old lad who lived near my mum said he would design a website for me. I couldn’t visualise what I wanted and it was hard to know if he would be able to create something I would be happy with – the only websites he had done were for mechanics and accountants! I only knew what I didn’t want: a cheap, tacky site that used a standard template. So, I asked him to create a clean, unfussy site, which was classy, easy to navigate and also quick to download, original and eye-catching.
I gave him a CD with some photos on it, and waited to see what he came up with. He created a front page for me and I was thrilled with what he had put together. I had never seen anything like it: he had used a photo of me in a black minidress, sitting on a blue blow-up chair. It was an eye-catching photo because of the colours, and as he had cut it out and put it on a white background, it really stood out. On the left was a series of white boxes, which he said would be the menu. Scrolled over, they became pink.
It was perfect, so I started writing all the text for my site. My website cost £700. I could have had one designed for a couple of hundred pounds but I wanted something different and the website Justin created for me was ideal. These days, I still get complimented on my site and often get told it’s one of the best escort sites around. Most people can tell I take pride in my business by seeing the work that goes into my site. Even though I’ve had a number of web designers, until recently the layout has stayed the same. However, it’s constantly evolving as I think of new ideas. Once my site was designed, I had it linked to my profile on an escorts’ website and researched different websites on which to advertise.
It was also time to change my image. I thought perhaps I’d better dress a bit more subtly, and so I went out and bought my first-ever knee-length skirt. Shortly afterwards, I purchased my first pair of expensive shoes, black strappy sandals from Gina – they cost me £215. I took on a whole new image. I wanted to be ladylike, discreet and look classy. Gradually I built my wardrobe up to include smart trousers and knee-length pencil skirts, with feminine, sexy blouses and tops. I also started wearing dresses; I wanted to look sophisticated, elegant and sexy without showing much flesh. I didn’t want to wear anything tarty that made me look like an escort. I’d take short skirts for the bedroom, but I’d never go out to work in one.
I had a number of positive reviews from my overnight dates on the review site Punternet, and these would generate business for me. I also became a member on the review site Captain 69, and started to receive glowing reviews on there too. So, people got to know me as an independent escort through my website rather than through the listings site I was on. On a usual day I spend most of my time on the Internet. I’m sure many people imagine an escort has nothing to do in the day and sits on her backside, dolled up, watching daytime TV and waiting for the phone to ring, but
when I’m not out on a job, I’m spending hours trying to get work. I would say I spend about six to eight hours per day on the Internet – that’s the hours of a full-time job, even before I actually go out on any dates!
My time is spent answering emails, checking new reviews on the Captain 69 site, checking the members’ message board, and replying to anything of interest on the forum, where site users can chat to each other. I have got work before thanks to things I’ve said on the forum. I find writing very difficult, so it takes me a long time to think of what to say and how to say it. So, after I add to a thread, I monitor it and see if anyone replies directly to anything I say, or if there’s someone that I can reply to. I often send people a private message rather than adding to the thread – it’s more personal and it starts a bit of conversation that might lead to a date.
I don’t appeal to the majority of people on the forums because I’m very outspoken. People either love or hate me for it, but I simply couldn’t be false, like many ladies are, just to get more work. I can be fun, but if I disagree or feel strongly about serious issues, I’ll say so. You get a lot of people deliberately winding others up just to get a reaction, but I never take the bait if I think someone’s doing that. Because of my strong views, a lot of people think I’m stuck-up, but I’m not. I just know I expect to be treated with respect, and there are many guys who don’t respect women in my profession. I’m also told that I’m unique in my views on my work. I guess I am, but I’m successful and I know many people respect the way I run my business, and the person I am.
If possible I like to choose the hotel for my dates (it’s in my best interest; I’m going there too), so I spend a lot of time checking accommodation and emailing people about potential hotels or reading reviews online before I make any recommendations. Checking my transport options is also very time consuming, and I always offer to look into restaurants and read reviews, so I can make sure I eat somewhere decent on my dates. Most guys don’t have the time to do any research, so I know they appreciate me taking the time to do it for them. I treat any enquiries about trips abroad seriously, but sometimes I put a lot of time into checking flights and other information and then they don’t come to fruition. It can be frustrating, but it’s worth it for those that do work out.
The reason I have to put all this time in is because when someone asks me how much it would cost for me to visit New York for two nights I can’t just give them my usual two-night rate. With all the travelling, it could end up being more like three nights. I don’t charge for travelling time within the UK, but if I’m going abroad, I have to take travel into consideration. If I have to fly from London in the early morning, I’ll probably go down the night before. Travelling can exhaust me, so I make it as quick and easy as possible so that I can be at my best when I arrive, and I look at all the available flights before I quote my rate.
I also advertise on a website called Northern Angels, which has a forum and a chat room. I monitor the reviews on this site, and I also frequent the forum – which is more lighthearted than the one on Captain 69. Topics have ranged from breaking wind to embarrassing things you do when you get the giggles, ogling girls’ new photos and other fun stuff. There are some really lovely people on these sites, but also some idiots. The NA guys tend not to like my outspoken personality and members tend to go for either new girls or young girls, who are more easily pleased and will often put up with anything. Sometimes, I get the feeling that many guys don’t like to see girls with a brain and their own opinion.
Some of the girls on there are not very bright and the guys seem to like that. This observation is based on the stupid, careless and often dangerous situations they get themselves into, which they then discuss on the ‘girls’ board’ – a forum that’s only supposed to be visible to Northern Angels girls. Some silly girls give guys access to it, though, which causes all sorts of problems. Guys don’t like my assertive ‘put-up-withno-shit’ attitude. There are only a few people on the site who will really stand up to someone when they disagree with them, but I have no hesitation in saying what I think. Often, I get private emails thanking me for standing up to someone or praising me for speaking my mind, but unfortunately those same people don’t want to publicise that they agree with me, which is a shame.
Sometimes the escort world has its problems. For example, there are guys who will only see one lady. I understand why they do this, and I do appreciate a certain amount of loyalty, but things may get confusing because it can seem like a real relationship to the guy. Some girls also get jealous and don’t want their guys to see anyone else, which further confuses the guys into thinking they are in a real relationship. They honestly feel like they’ve cheated on their regular escort if they see another one!
I’m always interested in what other girls my guys have seen, but I don’t appreciate it when they go on and on about all the girls they see. It’s not about being jealous, it’s respect. Sometimes, I’ll be on a date with a guy and all he’ll talk about is another escort. I just think it’s a bit rude… imagine if I talked about my favourite clients? But I would rather my regulars saw other ladies now and then if it stops them getting too attached to me.
There are quite a few guys who become totally delusional, and escort sites like NA become their whole life. Some single guys become so absorbed in the escort world that I don’t think they even try to find a real girlfriend. In fact, they think they have many girlfriends, but they are all paid escorts. I think seeing escorts has unrealistically raised the standards of some of these guys, so they wouldn’t even think of going out with a girl in real life if she wasn’t physically very attractive. They are looking for girlfriends who are way out of their league and I find this shallowness very sad.
Also, some guys are keen to keep up contact between dates because they want to feel like it’s a real friendship and that they are special. They almost treat the websites like dating sites! If they phone, text and email escorts between dates, they think it makes them different from all the other guys the girl sees. I simply don’t have the time to do this, so I don’t, and this is another reason I don’t appeal to some guys. My life is not all about my job: my personal life and my friends are separate. I’m not saying I’m not friends with the people I see, but it’s different. After all, if I constantly keep in touch with my regulars, whatever would we talk about when we meet?
I know girls who are constantly pestered by their regulars and who also encourage it. I just don’t have the time to endure this – there isn’t one person in my life at the moment that I would want to speak to every day! I don’t mind exchanging a few emails between dates, but I learnt the hard way that too much contact is confusing for guys. People wouldn’t call their accountant or solicitor every day, and it’s the same thing
– men and women pay for an escort to be their friend and companion for a set amount of time. To have constant contact would be too much like a proper relationship and that’s not what I offer. Often guys find it difficult to leave the emotional feelings they get while they are with an escort behind when she leaves. Because we offer such intimacy, it’s especially difficult with the GFE.
Some guys are constantly on message boards or in the chat rooms, and I just don’t think it’s healthy to have escorts as such a big part of their lives. Many of them make such a lot of sacrifices to fund their hobby. They are not all rich men. Some clearly don’t spend money on themselves, their home or even on holidays; it’s all spent on escorts. I once saw a guy who worked stacking shelves in a supermarket – he had saved up all year and probably not had a holiday, just to have an overnight date with me. I’ve stayed at people’s homes to find their towels are threadbare, yet they’ve paid me £1,500 to visit them!
There is one guy who sees and reviews the same escort every week. It’s the most bizarre relationship ever. He is married, too, so I don’t know how he has so much time. I think that he’s a control freak and he knows that the more he sees her and reviews her, then the more people will unders
tand that she’s ‘his girl’. Some guys have said they have been put off meeting her because it would be like seeing his girlfriend, and I think that’s what he wants. She’s about 18, and he’s in his sixties, which I find a little disturbing. His reviews of her are just about the conversations they have together, and about him getting her cups of coffee and other mundane daily tasks; it’s very odd.
Other guys can’t get hold of her to book her. She doesn’t mind because she gets all her business from him, so she doesn’t need the extra work. He then loves to act almost like her pimp when people enquire about her on the message boards – when they can’t get a response from her, he says he will get her to call or email them; it makes him feel important. He sees other girls, but he’s totally obsessed with escorts and with this one in particular. It’s very sad and I pity him, because he’s living in a fantasy world. He has a very big mouth on the message boards, and in the chat room, but I’ve met him at various work parties (by the way, before you let your imagination run wild, these are not orgies, they’re just normal parties and we’re probably more behaved than many people at regular office parties!), and he’s really shy and hardly speaks to anyone.
Some guys are totally delusional and think they are someone important if they see lots of escorts and write many reviews. It’s almost like it’s a status symbol and something to be proud of. Who can write the most reviews? Who’s seen the most escorts? Some guys are even sad enough to look up to these people. The escorting world can be very bizarre and surreal.
The thing about offering the GFE, where you’re seeing people for longer dates and building up a relationship (of sorts) over time, is that guys do become confused and emotions can get involved. I empathise with guys when this happens, because I know they can’t control their feelings. For a GFE it’s about getting the balance right. You don’t want to be cold and clinical, but if you’re too affectionate then the guys think there’s something more to the relationship. It’s incredibly difficult to get the balance right because there’s no set rule: everyone is different.
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