Friday, 6 August 2010


Ah, how I love being a high class escort. I get to go to all the best places! Dinner last night was at one of the best hotels in London, one that I'm reasonably familiar with now. At first I felt under a bit of pressure to be on my best behaviour, but I soon relaxed when I realised that he was just a regular guy who happens to come from good stock and has heaps of money. He was quite fun actually!

He had some business to attend to so I couldn't stay the night, but I'll hopefully be seeing him again in a couple of weeks. Being dropped back at my flat by his chauffeur, I felt pretty smug. This is the life.

Have a great weekend,

Brooke x

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