4 am. Piccadilly Circus.
I’m a journalist. I always look for a new story and cannot forget about my job even after a night out. I write stories about real people, about their jobs and emotions, I might not be famous because of my work, but I do what I love.
I’ve left the club that night and instead of taking taxi straight back home decided to spend some time at an underground shisha place I’ve heard a lot about from my friends. It was one of those rainy London nights, when streets are empty, cars quickly pass by and you feel like a loneliest person in the world.
I’ve met a girl that night. After talking to her for a while she told me that she’s got her own escort agency. Out of curiosity I’ve asked for the name of the agency: Aphrodite Escort. Then she left and now I’m here, used google to find the number for the agency and called:
* Aphrodite Agency, how can I help? – a girl with a deep voice and a posh accent asked me.
* Hey, do you have any girls available for now?
* Yes, of course, do you have any preferences?
* Brunette, preferably short and intelligent. – She laughed, and answered that all girls that work for Aphrodite Agency are quite intelligent and some of them even have 2 degrees. Then she asked where I was and if I want anything “special”.
5 am. Edgware Road.
I am at the shisha place, waiting for the escort girl to arrive. Thinking back in time I used London escort agencies before, some escort girls were amazing, some were a disappointment. And despite the fact I’ve only wanted to take an interview, I felt quite exited. Girls that sound like a receptionist at Aphrodite Agency can make a man forget about his work.
She finally arrived, short brunette girl with amazing curves, classy dressed, open enough to make it sexy, and close enough to leave space for imagination. (I wondered what’s underneath her dress, but had to stop myself. And I can say that it was hard to.)
She introduced herself and sat down, I’ve explained her why I wanted to see her and she agreed to answer my questions. I couldn’t stop looking at her; I never expected to find someone like her in London Escort agency. (Note to myself: I have to come back to Aphrodite Escort Agency.)