It was my turn to work this Valentine’s day at charlotte escorts. Most of the time we are not very busy at charlotte escorts on Valentine’s day, and this Valentine’s day was not any different. I only had one date pre-arranged. Luckily it was with one of my favorite gents, and I kept wondering if he was going to bring me a bunch of roses for our date. We had been meeting up for about six months at London escorts, and I had to admit that I was rather fond of Terry.
He normally used to turn up rather late, and it meant I never finished my London escorts shift until after midnight. Mind you, as far as dates at London escorts go, he was one of the sweetest guys and made sure that I got home safely. As far as I could figure out, Terry was rather wealthy and a date with him always meant a lift home in his nice chauffeur driven car. It was such a treat, and I always put a big smile on my face. As the day started, I realised I was not feeling very well. My throat was hurting but I did not say anything to my drop in gentleman callers at London escorts. I tried to stay positive, and looked for to 5 o’clock when Terry would be knocking on my London escorts boudoir door.
To be honest, when 4 pm came around I was feeling terrible and even a bit dizzy. I thought about calling Terry to say that I did could not make our date, but I did not want to let him down. Terry was on time, and when I opened the door, I could actually feel myself sway a little. He looked at me with some concern, and said that he had never seen me look so pale before. It was the worst I had ever felt during my shift at London escorts, and I knew that I had to sit down. It was clear that something was wrong. I thought that Terry would leave, but instead he picked up his phone and called his private GP. About 20 minutes later, I was in Harley street being gently examined by a private doctor. I was soon diagnosed with tonsillitis, and I sat in Terry’s nice car as he dashed off to get my prescription. I thought that he was going to drive me straight home, but instead I ended up back at his place.
He told me that he was not going to leave me alone, and had instructed his housekeeper to make up one of the spare bedrooms in his house. Despite having dated Terry at London escorts for some time, I had never been to his home before. It was amazing, and when I recovered from tonsillitis a week later, I just wanted to stay. As a matter of fact, I am still enjoying the ambience of his Orangery today, and the orchid he gave me for Valentine’s day is still going strong. However, my time as an elite escort for a top London escorts is long gone, and today I am a lady of leisure in Kensington.